You're perfect to me

Chapter 2

OMG! I, Geneva Malik just ran into Cody Simpson! This is a good start to a day.. Except the part were he spilled my coffee on me. But still. Good day. I kept on walking down the road to the store. When i got to the store, I pulled out the list of things my mom wants me to pick up.

2 bags of carrots and celery

1 pound of beef

6 cases of beer

No surprise there. Did I mention my mom is a major alcoholic? Now ya know. Anyways. I kept on reading down the list. Walking at the same time. Which in my defense. Was a bad idea. Because for the second time today. I bumped into somebody.

"Shit, that hurt"

I looked up and it was 2 boys wearing hoodies and sunglasses. Why do they need sunglasses inside?

"Shit, my apologies little lady"

Huh, british accent. Nice.

"No. Its fine. I was looking down while reading. My apologies."

"Are you alright?"

I simply nod and go to pick up my list I dropped.

"Here, let me help you"

The boy leaned down to help me pick up my stuff.

"No its okay, I've got it"

He laughed and shook his head.

Its the least I can do"

I just nod and let him help. Even tho the only thing that fell was my list.

While he picked up my list, his glasses had fallen off. And he hurried to pick them up. But I bent down and grabbed them before he did.

"Uh, t-thanks"

Why was he stuttering. I looked up and looked at his face and that's when I noticed it was Liam Payen. The Liam Payne from One Direction.

"Here ya go Liam"

I said. Damn that probably shouldn't have slipped from my mouth.

"Thanks... uhh..?"

"Geneva, Geneva Malik"

His face turned pale white. As if he was gonna hurl.

"Geneva Malik you say...?

Oh shit. This thing again.

"Yes. And no I'm not related to your band mate Zayn Malik. I don't have any siblings"

He just studies my face. As if I had something on my face.

"Ar-"

But before he could finish, another guy comes running over.

"Hey mate. There's fans everywhere outside. They locked up the stores till Paul gets here with the o- who's this..?"

"I'm Geneva Malik. Your Niall horan, right?"

He just nodded his head. I stick my hand out to shake his.

"Its nice to meet you."

He just nods. Then looks at Liam.

"Is she..?"

"Idk mate.. only he'll know.."

They're talking about me as if I wasn't here.

"Uh.. hello. Earth to 2 direction?"

They both looked back at me, and Liam walked forward to touch my shoulder.

"Would you like to join us for dinner?"

Oh fuck. I can't. I have to make up an excuse.

"Damn. I'd love to. But my mo-"

And as if at that moment. My phone buzzed. I held up a finger signaling that I needed to answer this. I already know who it is because she's the only person who ever calls my phone.

"He-"

"Where the fuck are you you little shit?!"

"I'm stuck at the store.. some band is here and their fans were get-"

"I don't care wtf that band was doing. I want to know what your doing!"

"I-"

"Get your ass home now!"

I lightly shook with fear. Ik how my moms gets when she's angry. She's a terrible mother.

"Y-yes mom.."

I hung up the phone. And I started to breath heavy. My moms always been abusive. Drunk or not. And I started to shake. I didn't know how long I was till someone out a hand on my shoulder.

"Are you okay..?"

I jumped and stepped forward. I don't trust people touching me.

"I-I'm fine. I need to leave.."

"Are you sure..?"

"Yes! I just have to go home...."

Liam tried to hug me. But by instinct. I pushed him. And a bit to hard. Doing 2 things. A. Nocking him over and nocking the wind out of him. And b. my sleeve rolled up. Revealing my cuts. I didn't notice my sleeve till later. I ran to Niall and helped him up.

"OMG. I'm so so sorry! I usually never do that! I'm just really cautious about being touched I did not mean t-"

Niall cut me off by hugging me. I usually would have freaked out. But I didn't.

"I'm not going to hurt you."

I relaxed a bit into his touch. Idk how long I stayed in his arms. Till he grabbed mine. I didn't notice my sleeve was that high up. Fuck.. my cuts. I tried to bring my sleeve down but Liam grabbed my sleeve and held it up. He examined my arm. Along with Niall who's now on my left. Liam ran his fingers across my scars. Up and down. Up and down. Following his hand with his eyes. I try to pull out of his grip. But he tightens it.

"Liam.. please.. let me go"

He shakes his head. He holds my arm for another minute. Then rolls my sleeve down.

"Why...?"

"Why what..?"

I try to play dumb as if I didn't know what he was talking about. But he saw past that.

"Why do you do this to yourself? you're beautiful, Gen"

When he said that I pulled away.

"Thanks.. but I'm not."

I felt my eyes tear up. And I turned so they couldn't see me cry. Liam stood there. And then pulled out his phone. He went to his twitter page. And clicked on something. And then he came over to me. I'm now sitting in the floor watching his every move.

"Gen... whats your twitter name?"

I quickly type in my name and hand his phone back to him. His eyes look at the screen. And then back at me. He looks shocked almost.

"You're @Genthefreak88..

I nod. Why is he asking this?

"You're the one who we..."

What's he talking about?

"Who you always what...?"

He looks at his phone again. Than back at me. His eyes are now teary.

"Me and the boys... when we do a Twitcam. You always comment. We always see.. and we see what you say.. and now I know who you are. We know you've been hurting. Your tweets say it all.. and now I get to see why.."

So they know who I was..?

"How long have you guys been.. you know.. reading my tweets..?"

"Almost 2 months now.."

Ik this is a shitty chapter! I know I haven't updated in the longest time ever! And I get it sucks. But I thought I should try to write a chapter. Hopefully it gets better. I'm bad at writing. But I hope its a semi okay story everyone! I also have a KIK, keek, vine, and Twitter.

I also have a YouTube account!