My UnTruthful Lie ☠ Liam Payne

Chapter Fifteen

Thank you guys so much! This story officially has 451 reads! I never thought I would get past 100 and I love the fact that I did! My friends are so supportive of me and I love them for It! This chapter is dedicated to my best friend Sierra :) Love you boo boo <3 NH.

Now...... Back to Liam and Ashley's date!

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Liam and I took off shortly after my mom took a few pictures of us. She acts like were going to prom or something. Not weird at all. Well, not for my mother that is. Liam's? Maybe.

Liam decided to take me to an eighties themed restaurant. I don't mind. The food was really good. Plus, Liam and I played pin-ball together. One of my favorite arcade games. My dad taught me how to play...... Lets not think about that Ashley! It's not good for your health! Mental Health...... I escaped my mind argument, with myself. God i'm weird.

I turned my focus back to Liam, who was currently trying to keep the pinball from falling through the little empty space. He was so adorable, biting his bottom lip, trying to concentrate on the game. After that we danced, and he took me home.

----One Week Later---

I was now developing a crush on Liam. Oh, fuck it. I've liked him for awhile now. Ever since that kiss in my bedroom. That kiss where my mind practically melted. Cliche I know.

I'm practically falling apart. One piece at a time, but every piece that brakes, Liam picks up and glues it back to my body. Melody's funeral is next week, and her celebration of life is after. I don't really know what i'm going to do. I know I get to pick the gravestone, but I don't know how i'm going to choose.

I decided I was going to pick the one with a picture of her on it, and her name below. With a caption that said, "A wonderful daughter and sister," I also decided to surround the grave in roses painted blue. Melody and I both loved roses. It was our favorite flower, but now when I look at them I cry. Blue , because it was her favorite color. Obviously I want it to be the best funeral anyone's ever had, but I'm pretty sure that was for Michael Jackson or something.

-----------------day if funeral---------------

Today I woke up feeling down. I mean who wouldn't feel glum the day of their sisters, special day. By special day, I don't mean wedding. Weddings are supposed to be happy. Not sad. Sad was exactly what I felt by today.

I made my way to the shower and turned the heat all the way up. So it could relax all my tense muscles. Mostly on my back.

When the temperature was hot enough, I stripped down all my pajamas and stepped into the flaming water. Making sure to get used to the temperature before starting to clean myself. I'm dirty , I know.

After my shower I had to pick out what I was wearing for my sisters, day. I know I should have done it earlier but I just couldn't bring myself to actually do it.  It just broke me down, and I burst into tears; every time.

I decided on a little black dress, with laced half arm sleeves. I curled my hair to perfection, and added Melody's favorite black bow. I grabbed some random hoops and slid them through the hole in my ear, making sure to secure the stopper. I slipped on my favorite black sandals, grabbed my matching hand bag and headed to help my mother get ready.

I ran down the stairs and headed to the bathroom. The funeral's in forty-five minutes and we need to get there at least fifteen minutes early.

I found my mother in the bathroom trying to do her makeup. It wasn't working very well, because her hands are naturally shaky so I applied it for her. Making sure not to accidentally poke her eye.

*Skips to funeral, because i'm just that good of a writer*

"If someone close would like to come up and say something about Melody that would be lovely." My mother announces after the preacher preaches, because it his job to preach and he must preach to be a preacher. To many preaches. (A.N I'm not sure if its called a preacher or how to spell it, so please forgive me.) Sierra makes her way up to the stand to speak.

"Melody was my best friend, We've known each other since we were three. I loved her for so many reasons, but what I loved most was that, when she became famous, she didn't leave anybody in her life before behind. She still talked to us, and loved us just as much as she did before. That's who Melody was. She was caring, honest, lovable and very sassy." Sierra paused and tears formed at the corners of her eyes. "I would do anything to get my best friend back. I just miss her so much." She exclaimed before she was dragged away from the podium.

I wanted to speak, but my mouth couldn't form words. I just silently cried. Liam came over to me and sat in the first row next to me. I cuddled into his chest and t just made me cry more. I don't know what had made me cry this hard. All I knew is I didn't want to except the fact that she was actually gone. She couldn't be. She was too young to die. 

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All I thought about when I drove to her celebration of life was, 'I'm going to find whoever killed Melody, and i'm going to make them pay for it.' 

(AUTHORS NOTEEE: I hope you guys enjoy this chapter! I worked very hard! Please vote and comment it means allot! I just want you to know, the back of yo head is ridiculous! Aha) 

P.S ASHLEY'S OUTFIT IS ON THE SIDE !! LOVE YOU GUYS