Catfish

Chapter 8

"Dani," Ashley knocks on the door, "are you alright?"

"Yeah I'm..I'm uh, I'm fine," I sit on the floor of my bedroom. I don't know what to say. I don't know what to do. I don't know if I should cry or?

"Dani please can I come in?" she pleads.

"Can I just be alone?" I kindly ask.

"Okay," and I can no longer feel here presence.

This is insane. I don't even know how to react to all of this. That was defiantly Liam on the tv screen. He's in Washington. That Liam is in the US and my Liam is in the UK. At least I think he is? My phone is going off with text messages and call from Liam or whoever this may be but I ignore them all.

How could it be that Liam is a popstar. He can't be. 1,000 girls outside that interview. New rising band from England. He has no girlfriend.

This person who've I've been talking to for over a year now has to be fake. There's no way in hell I am talking to the man that was on that television screen. This Liam I have been talking to, his band isn't even that famous. But it's the same Liam from the pictures online and the pictures he's sent me. How could this be?

"Dani!" Ashley calls, "Dani come here!" I stand to my feet and throw my non-stop ringing phone on the bed to meet Ashley in the living room.

Liams POV

"She's not answering me," I put the phone back into my pocket.

"Maybe she busy," Harry suggests.

"Yeah," Louis plops down next to me, "shes a dancer isn't she? Maybe she's at rehearsals."

"But I was speaking to her not too long ago," I frown and dig into my pocket for my cell. Nothing.

"Well maybe something came up," Zayn says.

"Could be. But I just don't understand why she won't-"

"Sssh Pauls coming," Harry warns me and the room goes silent.

"Boys what's going on?" Paul frowns and my stomach drops.

"Nothing man. Were just hanging out," Louis smiles at him.

"Niall's out," Harry points to a sleeping Niall in a bunk. We all laugh along and Paul leaves the room.

"That was a close one," I laugh and so do the boys. Come on Dani, answer me.

Danielle's POV

"What?" I rub my eyes and walk over to her. She's sitting at the computer desk with her fave practically touching the screen.

"Are you alright," she peaks over.

"A bit shocked," I sigh, "but yes."

"Good because I just sent out an e-mail," she claps.

"You didn't put me on another dating site did you?" I frown.

"No of course not," she laughs and opens something up on the screen, "look."

I walk in closer. A sent email is opened up and it reads:

* Dear Nev and Max,

My name is Danielle Peazer and I am currently residing in Los Angeles, California. I am originally from London but moved here for my dancing career.

Since I didn't know many people here after my move, I began to talk to people on Facebook to keep myself accompanied when I felt like talking. Which is where I stumbled upon Liam.

Liam sent me a request on Facebook and for some odd reason I accepted it. I looked through his page and noticed he was also from the UK and he was still currently living over there. We talked for months and he really made me happy. He was always there when I needed someone to talk to. So after about 8 months of talking we started online dating and we have been for over a year now.

There were many times where I've asked him to fly to come see me but he's always making up excuses about how he has gigs and interviews with a band he's in. I also suggest flying over to see him but he's always busy the dates I schedule to go.

But I recently became even more suspicious when I turned the TV on and an interview came up of a band called One Direction. I decided to stay and watch it. I couldn't believe my eyes when I seen the band walk on stage and there was Liam. He looked exactly like he does on his pictures on Facebook. That day he told me he had an interview in Dublin, Ireland but he seemed to be in Washington where as you know, that is not in Europe.

I am just so worries about who I am talking to. I really need your help! I just want to know who this man I am talking to is.

Sincerely,

Danielle xx. *

"You wrote this?" I look at Ashley.

"Yes," she innocently smiles.

"Wow," my shoulders fall. Everything in that letter is true.

"You're not upset with me are you," she looks at me with her sympathetic eyes.

"No," I sigh, "that letter was honest and I do believe it should have been sent." She lightly nods and turns back to the screen. I make my way back into my room and my phone is no longer buzzing.

I lift it and decide to read the various messages Liam left me.

* babe are you there?*

* Is everything alright love?*

*darling please pick up..i miss you*

*babe.*

I give in as I read text after text. I decide on calling instead. The phone rings twice and I get an immediate answer.

"Dani finally," I hear his voice on the other end, "babe why haven't you been answering me?"

"My phone was charging," I quietly answer and pick at the loose strings on my sweats.

"Are you alright love?" he sounds more worried than he did when I answered the phone.

"Yeah I'm fine," I softly answer.

"You don't sound alright," he says. How are you is what I want to ask.

"No I am..promise," I sniff.

"Are you crying?"

"No," yes, "it's just chilly in my apartment and I've got a runny nose is all."

"We'll turn up the heating. I don't want you to get sick," I hear him laugh.

"Yeah we wouldn't want that," I bite my cheek to stop me from crying.

There's silence for a moment.

"Liam," I speak up.

"Yes babe?"

"There are no secrets between us..right?" please admit something.

He doesn't answer but I here things shuffling in the background and voices I can't make out what they are saying but they are defiantly males.

"Sorry Dani I have to go, I love you, " he says and the phone clicks off.

(* Merry Christmas! I hope you like the comeback chapter of CATFISH!

-Citlaly .xx *)