I Promise // l.p.

I Promise: Chapter 2

I Promise

Chapter 2

•Liam's POV•

"For the last 15 minutes of class we will be taking notes on the renaissance. Please get out your notebook and pen."

I search through my book bag to find my social studies notebook. Crap. I run my hand through the hair on my head. Oh yeah, I skipped my locker break after lunch.

I raise my hand.

"Yes, Mr.Payne?", I could tell Mrs. Logan was agitated as she strolled towards my desk.

"Um, my notebook is in my locker. May I go get it, please?"

She rolls her eyes and hands me a pass, "You have 5 minutes."

I twirl the lanyard around my fingers until I find my locker. My hand met my lock to twist the dial until my I hear a click. I rummage through my locker, which is fairly organized, and pull out my notebook.

*SLAM*

My locker was shut, but it wasn't me who closed it. I squeezed my eyes together and next thing I knew, I was the one being slammed. I open my eyes, seeming to trigger them to throw me against the lockers one more time. This one got my head pretty good. Ouch.

"Fancy seeing you here.", Chase spat at me.

I raise my arm to rub at my throbbing head, but Chase caught my wrist mid-raise only to slam it back down to the lockers.

"Think you could skip out on us, Payne?", Riley hisses through his teeth while holding me against the lockers with his arm.

"Lay off, would ya?" I start to walk away and the bell rings.

"Saved by the bell, eh? Is that what ya think?", Riley mocks me."This is even better, the whole 11th grade gets to see you get your ass kicked.", he laughs as everyone starts to file out of their previous class.

I thought they would all just pass on but instead I find nervous pairs of eyes, all on me, waiting to see what the pair will do to me. I'm thrown away from my thoughts as my body is forcefully dragged down the lockers. I wince as the nails dig into my flesh on the way down. Chase holds me to the cold tile as Riley gives me multiple blows to the head and chest.

My vision starts to blur. I hear giggling and yelling.

I guess Riley and Chase have been pulled away from me. I can't feel their pressure on my body anymore. I quickly sit up, bad decision. My head feels so heavy. I cradle my skull with one arm as I use my other to get up.

I speed walk to the restroom, breathing heavily, not wanting to be seen any longer. I keep loosing my balance along the way, occasionally bumping into walls, lockers, or water fountains. When I walk in, I grip the sink with the strength I have left. My abdomen was aching, I slowly lifted the hem of my flannel to see the damage. I hiss when the bits of raw skin on my back peels off along with my shirt. I started to trace my fingers across my toned stomach. Not gonna lie, I'm pretty fit. There were a few red spots where Riley threw blows at me. I'm probably gonna have a few bruises when I wake up tomorrow.

I lean over the sink to spit blood from my mouth. I wet a paper towel to clean up the blood that trickled down from my nose. I look in the mirror and lock eyes with Katie. Great. I look so weak right now.

I break the silence.

"You know you're not supposed to be in here." I force a smile.

"Everyone's in class, Li."

I let as little information as possible about the fight escape my lips. I'm not really in the mood for talking.

Katie walked me down to the office and is told to get back to class. I explained to the principal what happened during the end of 4th period. He told me he'll be suspending the two for a week. He wanted to call home but I made up some excuse about my mum never being home to answer the phone. When we finished talking, there was only 5 minutes left in the school day so he let me to my locker early. I don't really need any books for the weekend, so I decide to go strait to the parking lot. I just want today to be over.

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I wake up to the buzzing of my iPhone. It's a text from Katie.

iMessage: Katie Hunter: Hang today? (:

I unlock my phone to reply.

Liam Payne: Sure. Be over in 5 (:

I look at the time. 1:08pm? Must of been real tired last night. I swing my legs over my bed to stand up. I moan, instant headache. It all floods back to me, what happened yesterday. I decide to ignore it, today is my last day in Wolverhampton for awhile and I don't want to sit in my room all day, taking pity on myself. I lug myself to my closet and pull a t-shirt off a hanger and reach for a pair of jeans that were lying on my bed.

"Mum, I'm going to Katie's!" I shut the door behind me and walk across the street.

•Katie's POV•

One movie after another gets tossed behind my shoulder. I can't seem to find Toy Story. *KNOCK* *KNOCK*

I trip over myself as I stand to get the door. I turn the knob of the door and part my lips to speak. Liam beats me to it.

"Erm, hey Katie got any food?", the words flew out of his mouth as he stepped into my flat.

I follow behind him to my kitchen. I laugh at his choice, a banana.

"What? I missed breakfast, alright?" he peals the skin from it. "What are we gonna do?", Liam questions me as he takes another bite of his, well my, banana.

"I tried to fi-"

"Bet's vatch Noy Mory!", It was hard to tell what he said with all that banana in his mouth, but I figured it out when he held up a copy of the movie 'Toy Story'.

"I've been looking for that all morning!", I laugh at my own stupidity, not being able to see it in an obvious place. "Here, give it to me.", he hands over the movie and I slide it into my DVD player, clicking on the television.

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I can't believe how lazy we've been. We already went through Toy Story 1 and 2, currently going on the 3rd in the trilogy. I'm getting tired of sitting around, so I decide to go lay on Liam.

•Liam's POV•

"Hey.", Katie whispers to me as she approaches the couch I'm outstretched on. I just smile at her, still focused on the movie. I don't notice that Katie's on top of me until she lays her head to the bruises on my chest.

"Ahh."

She immediately sits up. "What's wrong, did I hurt you, Liam?"

"Nah, just a bit sore from yesterday. I'm fine, honest."

She reaches for the hem of my shirt but I wipe her hand away. I haven't even seen what my stomach looked like. She looks at me with pleading eyes, she must care about me, well I hope she does. So I cave. I force myself to look the other direction as my shirt inches upwards.

"Liam, I-" she gasps and shuts her eyes. It was a purple and blue mess. She opens her eyes again and starts to lightly brush my wounds with her thumb, as if she were just wiping them away. I bite my bottom lip to hold in the pain. They must of got me pretty good.

"Liam, how could, what di-" she stops herself and looks at me. " I'm so sorry.", she whispers.

I don't know why, but we both start leaning into each other. I'm inches away from connecting lips with her and I start to question the action that's about to happen. Screw it, I'm going in. I smash my lips into hers, she's shocked, I can tell. She was probably coming in for a hug, ah I blew the friendship. Just as I'm about to pull away, she starts to kiss me back. I can feel sparks as our lips move together in sync.

"Ah-hem."

We both break away, startled at the voice of her father. Busted.

•Katie's POV•

Liam jumps from the couch, mumbles something to my dad, and exits.

I bite my bottom lip, trying to remember the kiss. Yeah, I wasn't expecting it but. But, I think I liked it.

"Katie?", my dad speaking breaks my train of thought.

"Nothing, Dad! You saw nothing!"

He chuckles as I run up the stairs to my bedroom.