Dark Flame - (Liam Payne AU)

Ch. 22

Juliet POV:

My favorite thing about being with Liam, is waking up in his arms. The memories of these past few nights have been unforgetable. But something was different about today. Today, Liam was not laying across from me. I hurried downstairs, throwing on a shirt of his before I did so, and looked for him. I walked into the living room, but instead of Liam, I found Harry.

"Well, well, well..if it isn't the pride and joy of Liam's life herself..You two off fucking eachother again?" he asked, gesturing towards my t-shirt. I remembered that I had nothing on underneath, so I began to walk out of the room, backwards. 

"Where are you going? Did I scare you off?" He said in a creepy voice. It really freaked me out so I turned around to walk out of the room when I ran face first into Liam. He looked very pissed off. 

"Juliet, go to our room." He mumbled under his breath. I nodded and went quickly up the stairs. Wehen I got upstairs, I laid on the bed. I thought about how much I loved how Liam used the term 'our room', it was something that he and I could both call ours finally, which was nice.

I began to hear some yelling.

"Chill the fuck out, man!" Harry yelled.

"No, you're a fucking back stabbing son of a bitch!" Liam yelled even louder.

"I can't believe this! We've been friends for 2 years, man."

"Quit calling me 'man', you fucking traitor!" Liam screamed even louder.

"I am not a traitor, Liam!"

"Then why would Zayn say that you've been seen with Enrique's men?" I shuddered at the thought of Enrique, and I felt my arms where the cigar burns were still visable, yet not as gruesome as they were a few months ago.

"You know I'd never be caught dead with those pieces of shit!" 

"Well, you'd be better to be caught dead with them than with my gang. Leave, Harry." 

"Liam, are you fucking serious? It's because of her isn't it? She's making you lose trust in your only friends that have been there for you. You know what, Liam? Have a good life, hope you don't get killed." Harry said finally and then left. 

Was I 'her'? I never made Liam not believe his friends or anything..

"Juliet?" I heard a breathless Liam say from downstairs.

"Yes?"

"Can you come down here for a moment?"  

I got up and then walked downstairs. He was waiting at the bottom of the stairs.

"Let's go eat somewhere." he muttered angrily. I went to get dressed and came back down. 

I always hated silent car rides, especially ones with Liam. 

We ate and then he decided that he wanted to start a fight with me.

"Why are you so uptight?" He asked.

"Excuse me, Liam?" I asked.

"You know what I said."

"I am not uptight! It's not my fault that you're acting differently towards your gang and your friends. It's not my fault that Harry is a traitor." 

"It is your fault that I act differently."

"What the fuck? How can you blame me for that? Are you stupid?" I yelled, and it certainly wasn't the right thing to yell.

He slammed on the breaks. "Did you just call me 'stupid'?" He asked in a very husky voice.

"You know what? Yeah, I did! You know why? Because that's exactly how you are acting right now!" I felt a warm, stinging feeling on my face. I held my cheek where his hand had hit me, and I put my head down. I didn't want to look at him. He had hit me. How could he do that to me, after what we've experienced these past few days?