Lies by Harry Styles

Chapter 2

I investigate on my past. Because I really can't believe that Everyone's telling me the truth.

My albums, everything.

"What are you doing?" Harry says, walking in. "Don't touch those!"

"And why not? Are you hiding something?" I say, on my feet.

"N-no." Harry hesitates.

"Then what is stopping me from looking at my past?" I say, grabbing so much pictures in my hand.

"N-nothing. Just, I-i need," He fumbles with his words.

"Harry, have you, lied to me?" I say, tears filling my eyes.

He looks down as if his mother died. "Yes." He mumbles.

A tear down my cheek and open my diary.

" Dear diary," I begin reading.

"Today was a wonderful day. I had my anniversary with Harry. Our first. Sadly, this is the worst.

Harry wanted to tell me something, But it wasn't good news. I began to-" I stop. That's where it ends.

"Harry, Why?"I say, " I trusted you, yet you lied?" tears fill my eyes.

Liam walks into the room. "What did you do Harry?" Liam puts his arm around me.

And to think I liked Harry.

"She can't handle the truth." Harry says with a smirk.

"And you can't handle telling me." I say, pissed off.

"Shut up. You know you loved me."

"Before. Now, you're just a jerk!" I shout but Liam holding me back.

Harry stays silent, sitting in my computer chair.

"Let me bring you to my house." Liam says, holding my hand. I nod with puffy eyes and get in his car.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you."Harry says.

"Now what?"I say, with my arms crossed. "Tell me the truth this time."

"You'll, you'll figure it out." He smirks again.

I roll my eyes and sit in the front seat.

All of a sudden, I get a headache. "You okay?" Liam says, giving me his jacket.

"I'm fine." I say.

"Are you sure? You-"

"I said I'm Fine!" I shout, sinking into my seat.

"A-alright." He stutters.

"I'm home!" He says, and see Niall in the kitchen, of course.

"Who's that?" Niall says, with a mouthful of food.

"Alisse." Liam says, shivering.

I lend him his coat. " Nice house."

"Thanks. Simon lent it to us." Niall says, putting whip cream in his mouth.

I giggle a little.

"We should get you to bed." Liam says, who smiles.

I nod and walk up the spiral stairs.

Liam opens a grand door and sets me on the bed. "You good?"

"Yeah." I say, sinking myself in the covers.

He's about to leave, but Ihave this feeling that his company comforts me.

"Wait." I say. "C-can you Sleep with me?" I say, feeling my cheeks turn rosy pink.

"Sure. Any thing for a friend." He says, awkwardly, the way I like him.

He sinks in  the covers with me, feeling his muscles on my arm.

I blush while he gets comfortable.

"Good night." He says, closing the lights.

"Good night." I say, with a smile on my face.

I wake up to the sun on my face and with Liam's hand in my hair and on my chest.

While my hand is on his chest and around his waist.

I jerk out, looking at our position even though I like the feeling of his hand in my messy hair.

"Morning." Liam says, with his tired voice.

"M-morning." I say, with water in my face.

My stomach fills butterflies whenever I talk to him.

"So, what do you want to do today?" He says, taking off his shirt.

I look away, trying not to be a pervert. "Uh, um, Uh, W-we could," Someone opens the door, thankfully.

This little boy, looking around 3 years old with tight curls like Harry's, only a redhead like me. Not like the nerdy ones you see on tv, but those really cute ones.

"Can we go to the park uncle Liam?" He says, jumping up and down.

"Sure Troy." Liam giggles at the extreme cuteness levvel this kid is at.

Troy. Sounds familiar from somewhere.

Liam doesn't bother talk about Troy with me, so we don't make eye contact.

"Who's dat?" Troy says, pointing at me.

"That's Alisse." Liam says, not bothering calling me an aunt.

"Hi!" He waves. I wave back.

"Do, you want to go to the park with us?" Liam says, putting Troy on his back.

I shake my head, trying to brush my hair.

"Okay then." Troy says, trying to be patient.

"Okay Troy, we're going!" Liam says, getting annoyed.

They leave the room leaving me with a sigh.

Troy looks like a very energetic kid. It's probably Liam's cousin or something like that.

I see Harry, waiting outside my window.I roll my eyes but open the window for him.

"What do you want?" I say, still pissed off at him.

"For you to listen to me. I'm sorry. I know I should've told you the truth. Won't happen again." He says, all sincere.

I raise my eyebrow. "Fine."

He hugs me tightly. "Can you come back with me now?"

I nod, leaving a note on the nightstand.

"Now, listen, I need to tell you something." Harry says, starting the car.

My heart beats fast. "W-what?"

"I-i um, uh, can't say it." Harry says.

"Why not?" My eyes fill with curiousity.

I feel his smooth lips on mine. "Because I can show it."