I'm his Diana, He's my Batman. (Liam Payne fanfic)

Ch. 18

Authors Note: So I changed the title because I thought of it and it was perfect for it. I am really mad I didn't think of it earlier but please keep reading! thank you for the reads!

(Katherine's p.o.v.)

I get out finally! I acted as if I was better and that I would actually take these pills they gave me and everything. They all fall for the trick and they are going to expect me to listen, but I won't as usual. I get everything collected and I sit into the bed.

"Are you okay ?" Liam asks as he comes in.

"I guess. I'm ready to be home and sleep in my own bed." I tell him, lying straight to his face.

"Your dad signed the papers so we can leave now." I get up taking my stuff and heading out with Liam behind me.

I find my dad and we all walk out together. Good thing no fans are here, I wouldn't be able to handle the pressure of them.

We get into the car and  I lean my head back. I turn my head a little and look at the world moving around us. The sun shines so brightly, must be happy today.

I want to be happy like the sun, no matter what the sun is happy. On rainy days the sun goes away most times but it always comes back out. It's like it has a rough start to the day and then realizes the good and becomes happy. Sometimes when its raining the sun is still out. Happy tears maybe, or like even though its a bad day and the sun feels like crying, it smiles and tries to be happy. The sun is actually a good symbol for life. It has inspiration to me, no matter what the sun comes out and smiles.

I want to be like the sun, always trying to be happy. I don't even try anymore, I just let these demons take over my mind and take me on an adventure down to hell. Let me tell ya, hell isn't such a good place sometimes. It makes me cut, it make me want to take all the pills I can find and push them down my throat,it makes me feel worthless, and everything is just so painful. I don't think they understand how painful hell can be. The hell I live in is my life also. Everyone makes it more painful for me to live. Either way I am suffering from this hell I can't escape.

"Katherine are you okay?" Liam asks looking at me.

"Yeah, I'm just tired." I lie again.

"Go to sleep, I can carry you inside when we get back to your house." He tells me.

I nod to him and I close my eyes. Images flood my mind, good ones, bad ones. They seem endless. Wanting to cut badly, wanting to cry, wanting to laugh, wanting to be held by Liam, wanting all these things but yet I will only receive one of these.

(Liam's p.o.v.)

"I will get her stuff and you can carry her in." Niall tells me.

I get out of the car and open Katherine's door. I take off her seat belt and pick her up bridal style. I bring her into the house and walk her to her bedroom. I lay her on her bed and cover her up with the blankets.

"Liam." She mumbles.

"Yes babe?" I answer back.

"Can you lay with me for a few minutes."

"Sure." I smile down at her even though she has her eyes closed. I get into her bed and she comes over to me, laying down on my chest. I smile, knowing she will be safe with me. She can't and won't be able to get hurt.

I play with her hair; twirling it in between my fingers. I listen to her breathing and smile knowing she was able to be saved. Knowing she is here in my arms is an amazing thing. I should have realized these feeling for her, would have saved a lot of time and breathe.

I continue to play with her hair and think of all the times we had spent together. I would always babysit her with Louis. Zayn would sometimes babysit with us too. That was always fun. She had us all laughing. We were all so close too. She was always nervous around Louis and Zayn though, especially when they watched her on their own. That was always adorable. She got scared of them as she grew but that never stopped us from becoming close.

Flashbacks come to my mind, the words we said, the times we spent together, the way I felt like she was my daughter. She used to call us all uncle.  In her cute little voice she would always go, "Uncle Liam where is daddy?"

I would die when she would say it. It was so adorable. Maxx was always getting hurt or sick so they would take him to the doctors or the hospital. They didn't want Katherine to go when they went there. We would always offer to watch her. I remember watching her go into kindergarten class, I would sometimes drop her off for Niall when Maxx missed the bus. I told Ren not to worry about taking her because I would. She argued with me of course but I would always win.

I would watch her get onto the bus and then be at their house to watch her get off when she went to preschool. She would always run and hug me. I would pick her up and twirl her around. Louis, Zayn, and Harry would be  there most times too and she would run to them after hugging me to hug them. Niall was the last one she would hug but her hugged him the longest. He would carry her in and sit her down at the table. He would give her lunch and ask about her day. Ren would sit next to her and fix her hair, get her new clothes so she could play.

She would have all these stories to tell us. Everyone was actually nice to her at that time. This is when she met Mackenzie. She would tell us so many stories about her and they would play everyday. The boys and I loved to play with them, make them laugh.

First grade came and we did the same thing, watch her get on the bus, be there when she got off. We were busy, going off on dates and everything so we didn't always get to be there. When we were, we would talk about her day, do the homework together, and then eat dinner.

Second and third grade there was a change, we were so busy with the X- Factor. We didn't get to see her. We would talk on the phone and FaceTime but it wasn't the same. I know she would watch us all and cheer us on.

Fourth grade came and we famous of course, so Katherine changed her last name. She didn't want any attention on her or anything. Niall understood that but was still hurt. We made "What Makes You Beautiful" and that was a big hit.

Fifth, Sixth, Seventh, Eighth, Ninth, all came and we were doing tour and making albums and making muisc vidoes. We all faded away. That was a horrible thing that happened. During those times people made fun of Katheirne I now realize, she started her bad habits of cutting. She commited so many times during those periods. We would barley get to see her still though.

Here we are now, becoming close again, many things have happened. Tour almost over and then "Four" coming out soon. New tour, new adventures, and a new movie. All new things and I want her to be able to come with us throughout the whole way.