Baby Boom || Liam Payne <Complete>

Chapter 42: Support

Liam's POV

"Aye mate, come on now. My wedding's going to be first!"

I chuckled. "Chill Zayn, chill lad. I know. I just wanted to make ties official between Jess and I."

He gives a few genuine chuckles before they die down. A little too fast for my liking. Then, he gives me a serious look; drastic change from a minute ago.

"Did you tell her?" He says it, almost as if he's hesitant to hear the answer. I nod.

"Course I did. I couldn't keep that from her." He offers a small smile. "But, we just agreed to pretend like it never happened. It's a little painful to talk about." I look down, ashamed; yet still trying to keep up the act Zayn's buying. He pat's my back a little before continuing.

"Don't beat yourself up too much for it, mate. It's not like we've all at least hurt a girl once. Remember what I did to Marissa? She was mine on the X-Factor." I nod. "Poor girl. She didn't deserve any of that." He shakes his head, remembering the heart he played with, dangerously, which belonged to a girl who fell for a different Zayn. Not the Zayn we see today. Long story short, he asked her out, made her believe he loved her, and cheated on her multiple times during. "But we're only human, Li. We'll make mistakes and learn from them. It's all part of life." He finishes, then gets up off the couch.

Sighing, I stand from the small piece of furniture and make my way through the tour bus. I spot Louis and Niall playing cards at the makeshift kitchen, and decide to join them. Maybe they could get some of the guilt off my back by distracting me.

"What are we playing, fellas?" I ask, sitting my bum on a chair and rubbing my hands together.

"Poker Liam, what else?" Niall says as he slaps down three aces, beating Lou by an ace.

"God damn it! Liam I've had it. I cannot play this lad anymore." Louis huffs as he slouches in his chair. Niall laughs.

"Well, Lou you gotta stay a good sport you big kid." I tease. 

"Were you going to join in Liam?" Niall asks. I look at the cards, and stare for a while, is all I know. I don't know if I want to play a game now. Yes, I do need a distraction but maybe I can call Jess. I miss the little bugger. Haven't talked to them in weeks. I can't build up the courage to hear Jess' voice again. I can't risk Perrie picking up the phone and yelling at me. 

"Liam?"

"Oh, I'm sorry Niall. I was but I forgot I had to do something." He nods; letting it slip. I excuse myself and push my chair in, only to slowly make my way to my bunk. Pulling the curtain back I slide in, and lay in silence. I think about all the possible ways of breaking it to Jessica. I think of all the possible ways my girl will take it. But, soon enough I've let myself slip into an oblivion where I continue to sink lower and lower to the bottom.

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"...I don't care Zayn, leave it."

Is the first thing I hear when I'm slowly.. very, very slowly beginning to arise from my slumber.

"Jess, please. I.. I thought he told you."

Jess?

"I trusted you." The voice sounds like her. But, it can't be. Why would she be here?

"Where is he?" Another melodic tone is heard but it's not alluring. There's only one thing on my mind at this point.

Jess.

A door slams. An infant cry is heard. So is a car speeding off. 

My heart stops.

"Jess!" I yell as I hop out of my bunk and squeeze through until I find myself in the living area. With Jess no where to be found.

"Where is she."

Sophia stands there, by the door, dark purple luggage in hand with very unfitting clothes. The only thing a bit tight is an old t-shirt of mine.. Her stomach has grown.

My suit cases have been piled sloppily in the middle with every staring at either her or thin air. So I ask again.

"Where did she-"

"You." Louis speaks. I find his figure standing in a bit of a shadowed place. Only his chest to his feet showing.

"What-"

"You are no brother of mine." He leans into the light, and it is then I see such hatred. Such disgust. Such pure repulse, instantly, my eyes start to prickle with the smallest amount of salt water.

"You lied, Liam. And now, it is done. You did this to yourself. And we won't help you through it. Your lucky you are still here." Zayn's eyes are dark as he stares at the floor. "You are unfaithful, unworthy, disgusting, and untrustworthy and I won't be able to forgive for what you have done." He stands as he speaks and with each word a piece of me is chipped away, never to be seen again.

"I thought you were better than this Liam." A wise, innocent Irish accent comes forth and I;m dying inside. "I thought you were my brother."

And he, just like the rest of them have walked away; leaving me abandoned.

"Liam.." A strong voice is heard. One I come to love so much. "Who are you?" As I stare, agony ridden at the floor, I slowly fall to my knees as the tears begin to shed. I then too see the last pair of shoes leave the room; out the door. 

I feel like tearing each strand of my hair out. Ripping it from the roots and writhing in pain on this damned floor. But I do not deserve it. I need to feel. I need to regroup otherwise I will be lost in the emotion I am known to never touch.

The last pair of feet in the room are in my view now. Pink pedicured toes are in sight, and slowly I look up; a fire in my stomach that makes me want to scream; yet throw up at the same time. Her arms rests over, in a protective manner, over her stomach, and I feel hate for the first time in my life. Then she speaks.

"Maybe we can be a family at last."

And just like that... I feel my being crumble away. Not to ever return. Again.