Sold To Payne

Chapter 9

G's POV

"What are you doing here!" Liam yells at Harry.

"Just visiting." He says. I stand there awkwardly."So G, since you're still standing there I'm guessing he hasn't fucked you,"

"What?" I turn to Liam.

"Oh so Liam didn't tell you his service? He calls it fuck and leave," He smirks.

"Liam?" I turn to Liam who looks beyond pissed.

"Shut up Harry thats you not me!" He yells.

"Right," Harry scoffs. "Just run before you get yourself embarrased,"

He takes a step forward stumbling a little.

I run inside before he says anything else. I run into my room and slam the door.

I get on my bed and cry and cry till there are purple marks under my eyes that looks like someone gave me a black eye.

The door handle wiggles and Liam pops in.

"G?"

"Go away Liam!" I yell.

"G those things weren't true," He says stepping in and closing the door.

"I'm done!" I yell."Everyone keeps saying someone is going to fuck me then leave me! I don't want to be that girl!"

"And you won't," He sits on the edge of the bed."If you just give me a chance."

"I'm not ready," Tears swell up in my eyes."For the fans, for the hate, for you...."

"G? What Harry said isn't true, you know that right?"

"I just want to be alone Liam," I said letting more tears fall."I need to think."

"Please think about what I said," He stands."I would never hurt you,"

He walks out closing the door behind him.

I pick up a pillow and scream into it. I throw the pillow at the door and cry. I cry because of the hate. I cry because I miss home. I miss my friends and my mom. I cry because I don't want to be used.

I pick up my phone slowly and call Rian.

"Hello?" He anwsers his voice raspy. Crap I forgot we have different time.

"Sorry did I wake you?" I say quickly."I'll call you back tomorow morn-"

"Oh uh ok who is this?" He asks.

"Gianna." I reply.

"Oh G whats up," His voice changes instantly.

"Nothing you were asleep I forgot what time it is over there. I'll call you at a different time-"

"No no its fine," He said."How's London?"

"Its nice," I say."I miss you,"

"I miss you too," He says. I start crying.

"I-I want to go h-home," I cry into the phone.

"Don't you like London?" He asks.

"N-no," I cry.

"What happened?"

"The fans, the hate, the rumors, the lies, I can't take it," I cry.

"I'm sorry I wish I could do something," He says.

"Me too," I hiccup. I hear him chuckle on the other end.

"So what are you doing?" I ask.

"Just laying in bed," He says.