The Way Things Work

Chapter Thirty Four

Sarah stumbled into her room and passed out on the bed, still in her red bikini. Liam remained in the other room, his eyes red from the tears that plagued him and his stomach in knots from the words that stabbed him. He pulled himself off of the bed and saw the pie of clothes on the floor. He realized she was still in her damp swim suit. He never thought that he would be dumped for being too respectful. He picked up the clothes and the under garments he picked out and walked down the hall. Sarah may have been drunk, but she was able to realize the mistake she made. He pushed the door open gently to find her curled up in a ball with her cheeks still moist from the tears. Seeing her like this just broke Liam.

"How could this happen? I love you so much baby." He whispered as the tears began their silent yet unforgiving flow. He uncurled her limp body and laid her flat. "I hope you don't hate me for doing this, but if I don't you'll catch pneumonia my dear." He kissed her forehead as his hands traveled to her neck. His fingers traced the tie of her top and undid the neat little bow. "I am so sorry Sarah." He felt ashamed, but he knew it had to be done. He pulled the strings to either side of her neck and slowly pulled them down. He slipped his strong yet respectful hands behind her back and undid the last tie. With a breath he slipped off her top leaving her exposed. He wasn't uncomfortable, as they had already done the deed, but he just felt as though this were taking advantage of her. Avoiding a gaze he quickly placed her bra on and held her up to seal the clasps. His hands traveled down her body to the bottoms. He gave them a slight tug and replaced them with her underwear. He took a pair of socks and slipped them on her petite feet and took the sweat suit of the ground. He placed her cold body in it and placed her under the blankets. "I hope you never forget me because I will always love you with all of my heart." He placed a radiant kiss on her unmoving lips and took her bathing suit off of the floor and left. He placed his bathing suit and towel, along with her own, in the dryer as he changed into his boxers. He walked around the flat just straightening up as he couldn't sleep. Every so often the tears would well back up into his eyes but he'd push them away. Finally at around three in the morning he began to settle down. He grabbed a water and sat on the couch just staring at the clock.

"Liam?" Sarah groggily stood in the door way. "How did I get changed?" His eyes met the floor as his cheeks turned a bright red.

"I-I changed you. P-Please don't b-be mad, I know you said w-we were over but-"

"That was the biggest mistake of my life. I can not believe what I said or did. I am a complete idiot and the fact that you still cared after I did that to you, I am so sorry. Is there any way you would forgive me?"

"Of course I will. I was so afraid you wouldn't forgive me-"

"Forgive you?!"

"Y-Yeah." His face shot downward. "Is that a no?"

"No that's a what are you sorry for?"

"Not-"

"Liam I swear if you say 'for not having sex with you' I will hurt you." She smiled.

"Then I'm not going to say anything." He winked as he pulled her close. 

"I love you so much, please just next time I act stupid, don't let me go."

"I wouldn't dream of it love." He swayed with her in his arms as his cheek sat on her head. 

"I love you so much Liam."

"I love you too, Sarah."

"We need to break them up." Niall smirked at Zayn.

"Totally, when?" He laughed, they were bombed.

"By next week, Angel makes me sick."

"She's a slut." Zayn coughed. 

"So what are we going to do exactly?"

"Well, we could try to get her and Tony together."

"Let's do it!" 

"You are amazing Harry." Angel snickered in his couch.

"N-Not like you th-though." He stuttered in his drunken stupor.

"Harry, why don't you pour more wine?"

He obliged. Angel now had him on his third bottle. Every time Harry turned she would pour it out of her glass, she wasn't drinking. But why?