Horan Brother's

The Reason Why

Liam P.O.V

I have became good friends with Delilah in these past 3 days. She really quite though she doeat like to talk much.

"W-Where are we g-g-going" she asked. I held onto her shoulder as I lead her though the forestry tundra around the lake.

"To a spot I found when I went on a walk." I explained. Delilah was triping on almost everything.  so I picked her up in my arms as if she was my bride walking though the alter.

"Liam! S-stop." she laughed squirming in my arms. Her nose crunched up, causing her to snort when sge laughed.

"That was cute." I teased pinching her button nose.

"N-n-no it n-not." She complained as I sat her on her feet sincevwe had reached our destination.

"Yelp." I smiled

"No." she yelled. She was fun to argue with. The facial expression she makes are to die for. My favorite is the way her nose wrinkles up when she gets mad. The way her brows furrow on the top of her lashes.

The scar that lies in her left brow. I wonder wat happened."What happened to your eyebrow?" I asked. I held her face to.look better at the scar that layed delicately on her face.

"N-Nothing ju-just an a-acc-c-ident." She said stair at her now clothed feet.

"What kind if accident?" I asked. I layed the blanket on the ground as we took a seat.

"Car." she staired at the lake, the reflection of the clouds were so beautiful.

"What happened?" I asked.

"I-I dont w-w-want to ta-talk about it." She held her knees to her cheast and looked back at the sky.

She kayed bac next to me eeasting her arms behind her head. I seen a cow skull that was on the underside of her arm.

"Nice Tattoo." I said. I didn't know what it ment but it was still kind if cool.

"T-thanks." I she smiled.

"What dies it mean?" I asked.

"W-well, I-I don't ev-even know?" she smiled looking at me.

"How do you not know?" I asked.

"I was dr-drunk." She laughed.

"Why a cow skull though?"

"I-I k dont know, i-i-it was just a

f-fun last n-night with my s-s-sister we got ma-atching tatt-ttoos while we were h-hammered and w-w-we ch-ch-choose a c-c-cow skull." she explained.

"Last night?" I asked was she moving or something.

"She died." she said without any emotions.

"How?" I asked.

"S-semi tr-truck driver cut l-lanes. Heather's h-head hit on the st-steering wheel, and it br-broke her jaw and neck. I went th-though the wind shield f-f-falling 30 feet a-a-away from the car." She cryed. her eyes stared blanklessy in the sky it seemed like she was reliving the scene.

"Im sorry." I hugged her. The tears built in the corners of her eyes. Her face red. The tears. started to pour down.

"Liam, im going to go." she stood up brushing some dust from her legs.

"Why do you do that?" I ask.

"Do what, leave?" she asked.

"No, sometimes you stutter. Then you dont, like right now. You can stop it." I said.

"It h-has its times." she said. She walked away leveing me alone he stars. the sun sank below the horizon leavong the lake looking like a pool of yello lava.

This place is beautiful!

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Sorry for not updating I was have issues!