Lust ~A Liam Payne Fanfic~

Chapter 2

(a/n: I'm soo sorry this took forver I didn't expect this story to get near as much attention as it did, but I'll do my best to update reltively frequently xx p.s sorry for any typos!)

With your emotions swirling inside you, you just fall to the steps on the front porch and your head buries itself in your hands. 

"My mother hates me, she thinks I’m a slut. She hates Liam more than ever, well I do too, but last night was so- He broke into your house and practically raped you” The devil and angel on your shoulders scream into your ears. It’s too much to think about. You get up to go back inside and walk right past your mother.

“(y/f/n) come back here” You continue up the stairs and she follows you shouting orders.

“Listen to me I am your mother”. You pay her one second of attention before deciding she’s not even worth that. You pull random clothes from you dresser and stuff them into a duffle bag.

“What are you doing?” She stands in the doorway, voice still very agitated.

“Packing” You answer hastily.

“You’re not leaving” She throws her head back and scoffs.

You look her dead in the eyes, her disgusting, evil, manipulating eyes, “Yes I am, and you can’t stop me.”

“That’s what you said the last time” She rolls her eyes, a hideous smirk across her lips.

“You told me to get out for Christ's sake, so I’m doings just that. Mother” You reply sharply.

“Listen sweetheart, I didn’t mean that. I was upset, I don’t want the whole, you know ‘rumor’ getting out of hand again.” She rubs your back trying to console you, but you squirm away from her touch.

“So you want to keep me locked up in here? Oh that’s right I forgot it will ruin ‘Little Miss Prefect's’ reputation.” You zip your bags and grab various makeup products from your dresser and shove them into the pockets of your bag.

”Governor's daughter is rebel and a scandal, if she can’t control her daughter, how will she govern this town?” You mock in a news reporters tone.

“Oh hush, I’m sorry okay?” She grabs your forearm. You meet her eyes again

“Fuck you” you yank your arm from her grip and storm out the front door and down he sidewalk. She opens the door

“You will never make it on your own” You ignore her and continue to walk down the street “Once a whore always a whore (y/n). One cannot forget what you did!” You stop walking and turn around to face your mother.“Go back to hell you demon, you certainly aren’t my child” she fiendishly calls across the yard. You raise both your middle fingers as high as your arms will allow and turn to walk again.

“You will be back tomorrow (y/n)” She screams and slams the front door. You continue taking steady steps, your mind running rampant.

“Sure I can quit school, I wasn’t any good at it anyway. I should just take the next bus to some random city and make a living as a prostitute because I’m apparently such a slut” Your thoughts shuffle in your head. You continue walking, the wind blows and your damp hair moves across your face. You decide to stop and grab a jacket out of your bag before it gets to cold. “I don’t even know where I’m going” You mumble to yourself. “Back to hell remember?” Your subconscious brings a smile to your lips.

You decide to head towards to bus station, it wasn’t a far walk from here. You arrive and the sursurance of people shuffling in and out of the station overwhelms you. You sit down for a bit and dig your wallet out from your bag. You scavenge for enough change to buy a ticket and your phone falls out into your lap, it’s screen illuminated with (your/friend)’s name. You debate ignoring it and you remind yourself “You’ve said it a thousand times, she wont believe  your actually leaving until you're gone” and you tuck your phone back in your bag. You managed to find seventeen dollars and get in line to buy a ticket farthest way from here.

“Next” A grumpy middle aged woman called form behind the counter.

“Hey um, where’s that farthest seventeen dollars will take me?”

“Well you that isn’t much, but you can get to Atlanta from here..”

“Deal” You slide the cash under a hole in the window and she passes you a freshly printed ticket.

“Bus 37. It’s leaving in fifteen minuets”

“Thank you” You walk over to an area with benches and tv’s and sit down to wait. You watch the rain pour down outside until you hear an all too familiar voice on the tv.

“Hello I’m Governor (y/l/n), I’d like to thank you for re-electing me governor of the state of Florida..” You roll your eyes at you mothers tone on camera. Of course everyone loves her, they watch  two minuets of her ramble on and make fake promises about taxes and shit and they applaud as she smiles for the camera and kissed all the babies foreheads. They don’t live with her, She could bake her ex-husband into a meat pie and feed it to congress and they would still think the sun shines out of her asshole. “Go back to hell” Her words ring in your ears. “Bus 37 to Atlanta now boarding” The intercom chimes and people begin to shuffle again. You step onto the bus and begin second guessing yourself. “Once a whore, always a whore” Your mothers voice crept into your mind, you slap the ticket in the driver’s hand and pad down the aisle to the back row. The majority of seats fill in and doors begin to close.

“Wait! Wait!” The doors open again and a tall lanky boy out of breath steps on the the bus. He’s soaking wet (presumably from the rain) and has a duffle bag slung over his shoulder. He walks down the aisle looking for an available seat. You pray he doesn’t take the one next to you.

“Hey excuse me can I sit here?” Of fucking course he wants to sit here. You take a deep breathe and reply “Sure.”

“Thanks, I’m Harry” He sets his bag in the overhead shelf and gets settled in.

“Cool” you replied apathetically.

“So um, why are you going to Atlanta?”

“Listen, we haven’t even left the damn station yet, try not to annoy me so soon”

“Oh well okay, can I at least get your name?” He looks down at his hands fidgeting in his lap.

“(y/n)”

He nods attempting to make things less awkward, but it’s worsening the situation. The bus pulls out of the station and you put headphones in your ears to distract yourself for a while. This will be a long ride.