I don't even know how long I lie there and cry, but it feels like years. I don't move from my curled up spot, but eventually I draw my blankets up around me and close my eyes. I wish desperately for someone to hold me in their arms and comfort me, but I had no one. Absolutely no one.
I hear the door squeak open, but I don't bother to look up. "Anna, do you know where Dani is?" Liam's voice asks from the door. I sit up slightly and shake my head. "Oh God, Anna, what's wrong?" He asks, walking over and sitting on my bed and looking at me. As soon as he's asks, the tears start again, coming out in great, choking sobs this time, as it really hits me for the first time that I'd lost him.
"T-two weeks ago, N-Niall and I slept together.. He was my f-first, and I saw him yest-terday making out with another g-girl. I slapped h-him, and now I can't t-talk to him again, and I h-hate it. I miss him, b-because I actually f-fell for him, but he ch-cheated and I don't k-know what to d-do." I choke out, my voice shaking and breaking in between sobs. Liam sighs and pulls me into a hug, rubbing my back. I know he's just trying to be polite, but I take the comfort anyway.
After awhile, I pull away, composing myself. "I'm sorry.. You probably think I'm a big baby. I just need to get over myself, right?" I say, wiping my eyes. Liam sighs and shakes his head. "I don't think that. Niall's a complete idiot." He says, causing me to look up at him. "What do you mean?" I ask.
"He does this to girls all the time. Granted, it's not usually their first, but that isn't the point. He sleeps with girls, then starts out with another girl a few days after that, even if he knows that he's built that others girl's hopes up. It's awful, because he's a great guy underneath all of that. He just needs a good girl to straighten him out, but he pushes them all away. I can see that you really do care for him, and I wish you'd give him another chance. I know he cheated, and he'll probably cheat again, but I think you can take him. I think you can turn him around. But I understand if you don't want to help. He hurt you, in the worst way that a guy can hurt a girl. You love him, and he didn't love you back." He says, and I look at him.
"Liam, I want another chance with him. I really want to be with him, but I'm afraid I screwed it up royally. I slapped him and told him to get out. He won't want to talk to me again." I say, and he laughs. Confused, I look at him. "You think this is your fault? You think you caused this?" He asks, and I nod slowly. He chuckles and looks at me. "Oh, Anna, you're very naive, in an adorably innocent way. It's not your fault, and it took a lot of guts to slap Niall. I, for one, am glad you hit him. Maybe it'll put him in his place." He says, and I look at my hands. "I just feel as if I've blown it." I say, and he shakes his head. "You haven't. And I think you should talk to him in a few days." He says, and I nod.
"Okay." I say, and he smiles and kisses my cheek. "I'll see you around, kid. Keep that chin up. Everything will end up okay, I promise." He says, then walks out. I lay back, pondering everything he said. "Maybe it is true. Maybe I really do have a chance with Niall. All I need to do is convince him that I'm the only girl that he'll ever need." These are the thoughts that fill my mind as I drift off to sleep that night.
