"Your Still The One?" A Liam Fanfic Sequel to "Nobody Compares" by EB

Chapter 19

Darlyn's POV:

            As I opened my hand and see the gold key I am holding I unfold the small paper attached to it. It read

            Welcome to your (or ours?) new home here in England, where you belong. I love you forever and always.

- Liam x

            I am shocked in disbelief. He bought me a home? Out of all the million things in this world I didn't expect him to do that. I know he had mentioned it but I told him  how I felt. Does he not listen to anything we have said, or argued about. What makes him think that this would change my mind? The worst part about it all is he walked out and left. He knew exactly what he was doing too. He left me all alone to make feel this. This pain of guilt and love at the same time that is so confusing.

             I run out down the stairs to chase after him after ten minutes of just sitting there trying to analyze all of this, but he is not there obviously. He had already taken off and his car is no longer parked in front. I am all alone there is no one in this house except me. His parents are both off working, Ruth is in the uni and Nicola I don't even know. 

            The room suddenly feels cold again and I am alone with a cup of tea as my hands hold tight around the mug. Can I be the one that's wrong in all of this? I start to contemplate. And here I am considering giving up everything that has taken me all my teenagers years to built. I start considering the pros and cons and they both seem to have really strong points.

Liam's POV:

            "Hey I'll catch up with you later in there. I have to make a call and get something it will be quick. All right?" I tell Zayn as he heads up to the flat. He nods in agreement and reminded me not to take long before food gets cold.

             I immediately take out my Iphone and I scroll down my contact list, where I find the name of my mate James.  James is a realtor that I've know for quite a few months now he help the lads and I get our prospective flats. Which we really don't use that much since we are on tour most of the time but our family does every time we come through back home.

            I've been pondering on the idea of getting a flat together for Darlyn and I since a few months after we got together again. I mean I love this woman so much I can't seem to fathom the idea of not seeing her so often. Skype calls, phone call, and text messages can only go so far. I have seen how it slowly has been putting a strain on our relationship and I want to end that. She has no reason to stay by herself in America there is no point. Over here she would have my family, the girls, the lads, and I. There is so much more here for her than there.

            When Zayn mentioned asking Perrie's hand in marriage the idea had crossed my mind as well in France. But with everything that happened its just it doesn't seem fit. I mean for God sakes what makes me want to think she would marry me if she won't even want to move in?. Maybe I am afraid of rejection, her rejection. After the whole thing with Danielle yes I have been self loathing I became a much bitter man, with doubts. Doubts that Darlyn helped me overcome and helped bring me the joyful, carefree, and young lad inside of me.

            Part of me is nervous and  the other part is quite excited to finally make the decision and surprise her. Maybe all she needs is to actually really see it for herself. James meets me by Zayn's flat shortly after. I sign the papers and he hands me they gold keys to the new flat. I place them quickly in my pocket shortly after I press my lips unto them on a tight grip for good luck.  James shakes my hand and congratulates me he wishes us both good luck and carries on.