Liam just has a blank stare on his face before pointing to himself, his face a ghostly white color.
"M-mine?" He chokes, his index finger pointing to his chest.
I nod slowly, causing him to drop his head in shame.
"I-I'm sorry," he mumbles, not sure what else to say.
"I'll be getting an abortion anyway. Don't worry about it-"
"But what if I want this baby? Liz, do you even consider the slightest bit about what the other person might want?!? Or does the world just revolve around you 24/7?!?" He suddenly snaps.
I step back, terrified. I feel awful now. My mind's just racing at a thousand miles an hour; so fast, that I never even got a chance to consider how Liam might feel about my decision. I'm about to turn into a coward by running away, but then I see the expression on Liam's face change.
"I'm kidding!" He bursts out laughing, "lighten up a little Liz-"
"No don't tell me to 'lighten up'! You scared the hell out of me!" I yell.
He doesn't deserve the chance to apologize. So, before he has a chance to, I quickly storm upstairs to my room, not feeling any tears begin to form. I understand having a joke every now and then, but when you act like you're dead serious over a topic that could change our lives forever, it's no longer considered a joke to me. I'm fucking pissed-no, beyond that right now at Liam. I walk into my room, slamming the door shut behind me, and throw myself into my closet. I need to finish unpacking. But I also need to prepare for my date with Harry. As I unpack my nicer, formal clothing, I closely examine each and every article of clothing to see if they could possibly be worn tonight. I eventually come across a simple silver dress that comes down to about my mid-thigh. It only has one shoulder strap but it's very pretty. I don't want to look too fancy, but I also don't want to just show up in simple jeans and a T-shirt. It also has a small hole in the dress, not like a hole hole from the sewing being worn out or anything, just a hole that was designed in the dress to expose a bit of skin. I slip off my clothes that I currently have on to try on my new dress. As I begin to pull it up, it suddenly stops sliding up. It doesn't fit? But it's my size it has to fit.
"Danielle? Eleanor?" I call.
I wait a few moments before realizing that one of the guys could possibly see me here half dressed, so I quickly step into my closet and peek my head around the closet door to see who's coming.
"Anybody?" I call, "hello?!?"
"What's with all the yelling?" Zayn grumbles as he proceeds into my room.
Oh shit...
"Can you get Eleanor or Danielle please? I need their help-"
"Well why can't I help?" He cuts me off.
"Because I need them to help me pull this dress up," I reply.
"I can do that," he says, "now come out so I can see you."
The fact that I can't get this dress up when I know that it's supposed to fit only makes me feel more insecure about myself. Am I really gaining that much weight? My diet hasn't changed at all, so what could be causing this? Unless I'm more pregnant than I thought I was. I think I need to start hitting the gym soon....
"Are you going to come out or are you just gonna stand there and hide your beautiful body like the insecure girl that I know you are? I'm not going to do anything to you. I know better. I'm a changed man," he reassures me, but I can tell by the tone of his voice that he's growing impatient.
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Trapped 6: Going The Distance (Sequel To Trapped 5: Happily Ever After)
FanfictionLIZ AND ONE DIRECTION ARE BACK ONCE AGAIN!!!! Now that Liz and Harry have split, their feelings for each other have changed immensely. But one year later, the boys have gone on tour and now their contracts up and they all decided to not sign again...