Saving Liam (Liam Payne)

14: Midnight Forgiven

Liam POV

I stuttered, and Lois ran. I felt my heart drop to my stomach as I turned back to Ronnie.

“Look, Ronnie, we are good friends and all, but I was drunk last night, and I like someone else.” I breathe out as my feet become restless. I want to go find Lois.

“Come on Liam, just give me a chance.” She says, pouting her bottom lip.

“I… Cant.” I tell her.

“Boys!” she throws her hands up in the air, before storming out of the flat.

I turned around and as soon as the front door was slammed shut I made a run for Lois’s room, hoping to find her, but instead, I found just about everybody by one of the bathroom doors, chanting her name, pleading for her to come out.

She had locked herself in the bathroom.

I cleared my throat and everybody turned their heads to glare at me, anger written upon every single one of their faces.

Then Harry sees me and a ticking time bomb had just blown.

“You!” he says, pointing of his fingers at me.

“Yeah, me.” I say, trying to lighten the mood, but for him, it only angered him more.

“I swear, if she does anything to hurt herself in there, I will personally kill you with my bare hands.” He growls at me.

“What’s it to you!” I throw back at him. “It’s not like you like her right?”

His face softens.

He likes Lois.

Now he is going to be the one to die.

“Yeah, I fancy her, so what Liam! The problem is that she won’t say anything to us, while she is doing god knows what locked inside that damn bathroom!” he yells at me, and pretty much everybody is watching us with open mouths.

“What are all of you looking at!” I yell at them, and they instantly turn away, get up and leave the hallway.

“I'm done with you.” He spits at me before walking away, past me, making sure that he hits my shoulder on the way out, hard.

I go up to the door and sit down, sliding down.

I can hear her breathing, but it’s the way she breathes that makes me cringe. She’s crying; because of me.

I stand up, frustrated with myself and go into my bedroom and flop down on my bed. I grab my pillow and place it over my mouth, holding it down while I scream into it, still completely angry.