"Tell who what" Liam's voice rang threw out the room.
"Tell him" Louis mouthed.
"No" I made the mistake of yelling that.
"Horan, if you yell again, I'll be taking you to lethal myself" Liam scowled
"Neil, tell him" Louis glared
"No" I whisper yelled this time.
"If This has anything to do with me, I suggest you tell me, or I will put you in solitary confinement" Liam growled
"If you don't tell him, I will" Dan whispered in my ear. I elbowed him and glared at him.
"If you don't tell me, you'll all go in solitary confinement" Liam warned
"Niall for me. Please. Solitary confinement isn't fun" Phil is the only one of us who has been in s(olitary) c(onfinement)
"Fine. Um Liam, I told em" I put my face in my my hands, waiting for him to hit me.
"You told them? You told them what I specifically told you not to say" Liam was trying his hardest not to yell, I could tell.
"Yes" I was scared, I'm not gonna lie
"Why would you do that. I COULD GET FIRED!!!!!" Liam yelled
I don't know when the tears started. Maybe it was when he yelled at me, or maybe it was when he threw me to the floor and left us in the room alone. Maybe it was when he said he was done with me. Or maybe it was when he said that we were threw. All I know is, the tears were there, and they weren't gonna stop.
Harry had pulled me into a hug. He was telling me to calm down. I could hardly breath. I couldn't see. I just wanted to be home. With my daughter, and my (ex) boyfriend. But I couldn't have that, right?
Paul came in shortly after. Louis told the story. Paul was more like our best friend, that happens to be a guard. He took the others to dinner. He let me stay in our room. And I cried, hard. Later Paul came back in, and told me that he would talk to Liam.
It was about two hours later, about the time Liam would come and get me. I just went to sleep like nothing had happened. But just a few minutes later, and I was being woken up by Paul.
"What" I hissed
"Shh, come with me" he whispered
He got me up, and grabbed the handcuffs. He put them on me, and quickly lead me out of the room.
He took me to a room on the girls side of the prison. What, it's not an all boys prison.
Paul brought me into a room that looked like the one me and Liam are usually in. Paul told me to sit and wait. So I did, for an HOUR!!! I had nothing to do. I assumed Paul just forgot about me. So I got up, and looked around the room for some sort of way to get out. If this was solitary confinement, I could see why Phill hated it. It was super boring.
As soon as I sat back down, the door opened. Paul and Liam walked in the door. And I almost instantly looked away from Liam. I heard the door open and close again. I knew it was just me and Liam right now, but he didn't want to talk to me. Well more like I didn't want to talk to him.
"Can I explain please" he sighed. I nodded my head, but scooted farther away.
"Babe. It was fake. I can't have people know. I'm not mad." Liam came and sat down next to me. But I wasn't having it. I got up and walked to the other side of the room. I glared at him, then sunk down on the wall, and put my face in my knees.
"Baby, I didn't mean it" Liam pleaded
"Niall, please" as he begged, I just sat there, looking at the ground.
He walked over to me, and sat down behind me.
"You cut my back" I whispered
"What" he sounds so shocked, not even sure why.
"When you pushed me, I hit the bed post. And it cut down my back" I whispered
Suddenly, I felt my shirt lift up. Liam's fingers dragged across my cut. Suddenly, Liam pulled me into his lap. He was staring into my eyes. It was like he was telling me he loved me all over again. I snuggled in closer to him.
Later we found ourselves cuddled up together on the floor, possibly making out.
"You know, it's legal now" Liam whispered. He lifted my shirt, and brought his hand down to my belt. As he started to undo the buckle, I felt this since of panic kick in.
"Liam...st...stop" I tried to yell. I don't think it was very successful. I tried to move, but I couldn't. I felt numb all over. This is a panic attack. I was scared. It was getting hard to breathe.
Liam on the other hand, didn't seem to know what was happening. He was sucking a love bite on my neck. Don't get me wrong, this is freaking me the hell out, but he didn't know. I was so scared, and I wasn't able to get him to stop. Yes I'm a virgin, sue me.
I let out a loud scream, and with that, Liam looked up with fear in his eyes. He saw I was terrified.
"Hey, what's wrong" he quickly asked.
I couldn't breathe. I tried to speak, but it only came out in sobs. I can't believe I had a fucking panic attack when my boyfriend and I were about to have- well you know. He must hate me.
"It's okay, your okay. I'm sorry Ni, I should've asked you first. I can't believe I was so stupid" he pulled me into his chest, and let me cry. I wanted to comfort him, but I couldn't. All I could really do is just cry.
But he didn't seem to care that I literally just ruined our possible first time.
"I'm sorry" he whispered. I grabbed his chin looked at him. I quit crying a few minutes ago. I was now trying to breathe again. I didn't really feel numb any more either.
"It's...my fault...I di...didn't mean to" I regained my breath at the end of the sentence.
"No baby, I should've asked you first." He stroked my cheek, and kissed my forehead.
"How about we...both agree...that this wasn't...a very successful first try" I laughed. He smiled at me, and pulled me back into our former cuddling position.
"Can we just stay like this forever" he asked.
I had my head laying on his chest. Our legs were intertwined. He was petting my hair.
"I wish" I sighed.
I fell asleep not to much longer later. And it was probably the best night of sleep I've gotten in a while.
Okay, yes it's still Jake. And I know that this chapter is very dramatic. But it was a dare, and will undergo some editing, along with other stories when Riley gets back. And please go check out my account Jacobstars it would mean a lot. Thanks, bye guys.
