Scared (Liam Payne)

Chapter 11

I saw Zayn and Perrie on the bed. Zayn was on top of Perrie. They were making out. No probably something else.  Zayn had no shirt on and Perrie had no pants on.

"Uhh..." I said.

They looked at me. Although, Zayn looked at me with a disgusted look.

"Uhh Saige..." Perrie said. She was scared to see me, it's like she didn't want me to know she liked Zayn but I already knew that.

"Get out of here." Zayn said.

Without hesitating I closed the door. I felt sick to my stomach after looking at that.

I couldn't find Ashton. It's just like he disappeared. I couldn't find Liam either. I was going through a bunch of people.

"Hey Saige!" I turned to see who it was. It was Calum.

"Ashton is looking for you. He's worried about you." He said.

Still shy as hell, I couldn't speak to him and also I have a headache and my stomach hurts.

"Oh you look don't look well, here have my drink. I didn't take a sip of it yet." Nice for him to offer.

I took the drink from his hand and took a sip of it. It smelled horrible but it tasted good. I wanted more to feel better. I went to the punch bowl and poured more into my cup. I gulped it down fast and got more and more. I was addicted to it. I felt woozy and started to shake when I walked. I kept on bumping into people everyone started to look at me. Next thing I knew someone grabbed my hand.

"Forget him. I'm taking you home." Liam was really mad now.

I just started to laugh. "Who?" I kept on laughing.

"Oh god. Your drunk!" I can tell he was shouting.

"Stop yelling you're giving me a headache." I just started to laugh again.

"I'm taking you home!" He was more furious and started to drag me.

"Fuck you Liam, I need to tell him." I finally realized I was drunk. Mom and dad are not going to be happy this. Some grabbed my other wrist.

"What the hell?" I said.

"Saige! I was trying to find you!" Ashton said. I was glad to see him.

"Hello!" I can tell I was loud.

"Well this party is getting way out of hands!" He was right. There were a lot more people and the music was turned up loud and people are getting drunk including me.

"Let's leave! I don't think it's safe!" He shouted in my ear.

We tried to walk through the crowd. I felt a tug on my shoulder. Liam was holding onto my shoulders now.

"You found him now let's go!" He said.

"She doesn't have to go with you!" Ashton tighten his grip on my wrist.

"Yes she does! She rather go with me then you!" Oh god. Not this again.

"At least I didn't kill someone" Whoa. What is Ashton talking about.

"Don't mention that!" I could see Liam's veins.

"You should tell her! She's probably going to be disgusted more. She's already disgusted for you putting dog shit on her porch!"

Next thing I know is Ashton is on the ground rubbing his face. I started to cry, I don't know why though, probably I felt bad for Ashton. Liam started to drag me out the door. I was scared. Liam put me into his car. I started to slap him. He grabbed my wrist.

"Just stop! Just stop!" He said. I was furious with him.

"Tell me! Tell me about what you did!" I bet people could hear us.

"I don't have to tell you anything!" His grip got tight.

"Just tell me! Please tell me! Please! Please."  We were silent for a while. He then release me and started to drive. I didn't feel like asking where we are going. I just wanted to know who he killed and why did he put dog shit on my porch.

We arrived at some house. He got me out of his car and I held on to his shoulder for support since I'm drunk. He opened the door, I guess it was his house. The living room was a mess. Beer cans every where, a lot of cigarettes in the ash tray and stains on the couch.

We went to his room. It was messy but cleaner then the living room.

"Sorry for this mess." Liam said.

"Now tell me!" I think I was a little sober enough to know what happen.

"Ok ok. But I don't think you'll remember the conversation." He said. He sat me down on his bed and told me everything.

He didn't know it was my house when he and his friends put down Louis's poop. (That was gross). He felt sorry what he did to my dad. I was less mad for some reason. But I wanted to know who he killed.

"So who did you kill?" I asked.

He takes a big breathe before telling me. He probably wasn't ready for this. Probably it was to painful to talk about.

"It was my dad." Whoa.

"He was abusing my mom. I was little I didn't know what to do. When I was fourteen, he was beating her up again. She could of died. I grabbed a knife and stabbed him." This story was scaring me.

"The police showed up and they excuse me cause it was self defense. We went to his memorial and I actually cried. Even though he almost killed her and I hateful him, I felt empty. My own father was dead and I was the murderer." I see water in his eyes.

He's been through a lot. I guess he or his mom can't provide themselves, leaving them with stress. That's why he's like this. I hugged him. I started to cry, I guess I'm the emotional type.

"Don't cry it's not your past it's mine." He stroked my hair. "Go to bed you need it."

I tried to get comfortable on his bed but nothing worked. I kept on squirming. I guess Liam was sleeping on the floor to not be weird.

"Hey Liam?" I said.

"Yeah?" He said.

"Can you sleep next to me?" He started to grin and nodded his head. He got under the sheets with me. He was warm. I looked the other way to not be weird.

"Goodnight Saige." He said.

"Goodnight." I then drifted into my dreams.