Hello again dear readers.
I hope you enjoy the chapter, the next couple of ones will be filled with drama, drama, and even more drama… so be prepared.
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Word count: 1, 035 (so sad, such a short chapter… :( )
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~Harry~ (finally right?)
Liam has been acting strange for a few days now, ever since he started his ‘job’. Every night when we have dinner he seems more and more closed off, terrified, remorseful. He barely looks at Zayn anymore, and rarely speaks to any of us anymore. I didn’t know what brought on the drastic change, but it couldn’t be anything good. He never did tell us what they had him doing, and I don’t think he enjoys talking about it. Liam and I were walking back to our room from dinner in silence when a girl ran into him causing them both to fall. I helped the girl up but she only glared at my hand. I retracted it slowly, confusion clouding over my features. Her long brown hair was tied up in a messy sort of bun and her dull eyes bored holes into my skin. She stood up abruptly and glared at Liam, who in return shot her a confused look. He stood up just as she made a move to leave, and quickly grabbed her upper arm. She wrenched it out of his grip like his hands burned her, and glared icily with an intense hatred directed to him.
“Let’s talk, please.” He mumbled his voice urgent. She seemed to debate it a little, before nodding unsurely. He seemed grateful that she was going to talk to him, and I just stood glancing between the two confused. Liam looked up at me; shot me a small smile before mouthing for me to stay out of the room for a bit. I rolled my eyes but couldn’t help but smile at the happy smile that finally made its way over his features for the first time in a while. I was happy for him; at least someone’s love life was working out- cuz mine sure as hell wasn’t. I honestly had no idea what was going on with Niall, and I have no idea what to believe anymore. Seeing him beaten and bruised struck a chord, but I couldn’t help but think that it had to happen. Maybe Zayn was right, but then again- maybe he was wrong. I smiled over at Liam’s back, watching as he cautiously talked to the girl. She seemed angry, but intrigued and hopeful as well and I couldn’t tell if there was a past there or if she was just generally an angry person. Either way, best of luck to him.
~Liam~ (I know we get his POV a lot lately but it’s important!)
Thank god she let me talk with her. Everyday going back to see Niall I see her leaving, and every day without fail she has left and glared at me openly. I mean I’m sure Niall has told her about my relation to him but I didn’t really get my part of the story in there. And besides, who is she to be all high and mighty when she goes back every day without helping him? I literally have to disguise my cringing and utter disgust with the people who are ‘trying to find a cure’ by acting as if his pain makes my day. She knew more than me, she had to- and I knew she had to be on my side by the hateful glances always shot my way or at whoever I was with. She had to be on my side, or she’s just extremely jealous at the fact that she couldn’t join in. I was hoping it wasn’t the latter. We walked up to the building that we ‘lived’ in, and the girl froze looking at me unsurely. I gestured with my head to come in, gently grabbing her hand and gave her a reassuring smile. She seemed to think that it may be worth it, and followed me gingerly inside. I did a small victory dance in my head before leading her to our room. I popped my head in, making sure no one was in here before leading her inside and locking the door. I sat down on my bed, patting the space next to me so she knew to sit down. Neither of us spoke, afraid to break the silence and find out the truth- find out the truth wasn’t as good as we were hoping- and have our hearts or hope shattered. She was finally the one to silence that encompassed us, and what she said completely floored me.
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I was going to make this longer, but I figured I’d draw it out a bit and not have too much drama at once.
What did she say?
Is there going to be a blooming relationship/friendship/alliance here?
What does Louis think?
What is going to happen to Niall in the next chapter?
Will Niall ever get over this experience?
Thank you guys for the overwhelming amount of comments on the last chapter! I apologize for the shortness of this one, but the next one will be longer and filled with more drama. I really just wanted to get something up for you guys!
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I also will try and have both my Larry and Ziall story updated by Friday as well for those of you who are reading either of those!
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