Was He The One?

Chapter 3

I was sitting in my room, on my bed. Waiting for Liam to text me back but I haven’t got one single text today. I call him and he wasn’t answering it. Then I headed outside and went over to Liam’s house and I rang the doorbell. I heard the door clicks opened and I saw Liam standing there. He had purple bags underneath his beautiful green eyes, I went give him a hug tightly, and I asked him what happened.

“I’m sorry.” His voices cracked.

I saw his tears fall down and my hands went up to his face. I wiped the tears away and I gave him a kiss.

“Liam, you know you can tell me anything. I can fix it out.” I said it calmly.

“You can’t fix it!” He yelled and went outside.

“At least, you can tell me what’s wrong.” I followed him. Then he went in his car and he left.

I was standing in the middle of the street. I stared as he drive away.

I went home and I slammed the door in my room. I grabbed my phone. I sent a text to Carolina.

I think I made a real big mess tonight. –Megan

Omg! What happened?! –Carolina

He yelled at me that I can’t fix the problem and he left me there standing. –Megan

Wow –Carolina

I threw my phone so hard to the wall and I heard my phone cracked. I ran to pick my phone up and it has shattered my screen. I screamed.

“WHY IS EVERYTHING FALLING APART?” I cried.

My mom came in the moment after I screamed.

“Honey, what’s wrong?” She asked

I start bawling my eyes out as my mom came and sat next to me. I got really tired so i lay down on my bed and drift off to sleep. My mom grab the covers over me and turned the light off.

The next morning, I woke up and got myself ready. I walk out to the school. I took a deep breath before entering it.

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Liam: I drove back home and I regret for leaving her there alone. I look around to see if she is still there. I headed inside and grab my cell phone. I type the message but then I didn’t send it.  I couldn’t sleep with picture of Megan crying through my head.

I can't even talk to her for days and i never ment to hurt her that bad. 

Two weeks have passed by, Megan wouldn't even look at me. I really don't know how to talk to her.