Denial

Chapter 2

Liam's POV

We had tracked Sophie's phone all the way to the bad parts of town. She couldn't be here! It's way too dangerous for a little girl. I need to stop calling her little, for she's almost seventeen.

"We're here." said Niall as he stopped the car in front of a old house. You could hear the pounding music from inside and the smell of alcohol has hanging in the air.

"Oh my god, she's really in there?" I asked Niall and he just nodded.

"Let's go, boys." Niall said and we all piled out of the car.

Sophie's POV

This past week had been the worst. I have no friends here and I can't even look at anyone in my house without wanting to scream at them. It's getting pretty bad, but I really don't give a fuck. I keep getting drunk to take away the memories, so far it's been working.

When they told me about my parents' death I only wondered why I was still alive and they had to be dead. It wasn't fair. I was the one who deserved to die, not them. Liam expected me to cry when he told me they had died, but I only got angry. I yelled at him and pushed him away, just like I did with my emotions.

I took another sip from my cup, which I'm guessing was filled with some type of cheap alcohol. The guy who had invited me to this party walked over towards me. I think his name was Ashton or something like it. He was basically the only person I have talked to since I moved here.

"Hey! You havin' fun Soph?" he slurred and put his arm around me.

"Sure," I replied as a downed my drink. The room started spinning a bit and I lost my balance, bringing Ashton with me. We landed on an old and dirty couch in the living room of this old and dirty house. He landed on top on me, almost crushing me to death.

"You're crushing me Ashton, get the hell off!" I growled into his ear while I tried to push him off of me.

"Why so grumpy Sophie? I thought you came her to have fun." he whispered seductively. He tried to kiss me but I turned my head. I was only drunk, not stupid, but he obviously thought they were the same thing. He kissed down my neck and stopped right above my chest. I was breathing heavy, for all of his weight was on top on my lungs. I didn't want to panic, but I felt like I was suffocating.

"Ashton, I-I can't breathe." I spoke, still trying to push him off of me.

"Just one kiss, Sophie." he pleaded with a smirk on his face.

"If it will get you off of me, then fine." I said before I crashed my lips onto his. I didn't expect it to feel that good. He put his hand on my cheek as he slipped his tongue into my mouth. I intertwined my hands in his soft hair. The kiss made all the memories go away. All I could feel was his lips on mine, and I didn't want it to end.

"Sophie! What are you doing?! Are you drunk?!" Liam's annoying voice screamed out. I turned my head towards the boys I never wanted to see again. Seriously, how the hell did they find me?

Harry picked Ashton up off of me and Niall through me over his shoulder. Is everybody mad at me today?!?

"Put me down Niall!! I mean it!" I yelled as I pounded my fists on his back and swung my feet around like a maniac. When we exited the house I stopped fighting so hard, because I knew there was no going back. Niall sat me down in the middle seat of the car and immediately locked the door. I banged my fists against the window, as Ashton appeared in the entrance to the house. He watched me drive away with the group of boys.

"What the hell do you want from me?!?" I yelled at the boys, still trying to open the car door.

"We need to talk about you're behavior lately." Louis said from his spot right next to me.

"Ugh! Why do you have to ruin everything!?! I was finally forgetting." I kept yelling at them.

"What do you mean by 'forgetting'?" Liam asked confusedly. There was no way in hell that I would talk about the memories with him!

"Nothing, Liam, it's nothing." I said looking out the window.

"Because I can't stop thinking about them either." Liam said and everything became quieter, probably because my mind wasn't screaming at me anymore. "They would not have wanted you to carry on like this, Soph-"

"Don't tell me what they would've wanted!" I snapped at Liam. "You don't know what happened that night, because you were here goofing off with your buddies. You hadn't called all week." He didn't know what really happened, but I was there and it was painful.

"Soph, I-I-"

"Don't fuckin call me that." I sneered at him. We had arrived at the house, so I threw the door open and slammed it shut. I ran to my room sat against my bed on the floor. I relived the accident again and again until I thought I would go insane. But instead, I went into my bathroom and searched for my razor, hoping it would take the memories away.