Dusk Till Dawn (A Liam and Ally Story)

Chapter 27

Ally's POV

It was great talking to Camila again. We spoke with each other hours on the phone. It really helped me get Troy off my mind. She told me about her double date with Dinah. She likes one of the boys but wasn't exactly sure if she should date him. He was Dinah's date. She said that his name was Niall. He was so sweet and polite that she just likes him for that. However, it might not be a romantic interest.

I walked downstairs to the dining room for breakfast. As I enter, I notice that there was only one plate set up. "Where is your boss?" I asked one of his servants - they were standing in a straight line, shoulder to shoulder.

Gloria was the only one who wasn't in the line. She was standing behind the table, waiting patiently on me. She responded to my question. "He has a busy schedule today. He won't be home until ten."

I nodded. I sat down and looked at the breakfast in front of me. I picked up my silverware and thought of what to eat. I looked at Gloria and asked, "Where is he exactly?" I just had to ask.

Gloria smirked. "He is doing his regular business, which I am not a part of. You can ask him when he comes home."

I nodded and returned to the food. It took a while, but I had decided to set my silverware down. I got up, feeling a hole in my stomach and it was not because of the hunger that I had felt. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to waste your guys' time, but I suddenly felt the urging of eating going away. I am really sorry."

Gloria take in a breath. "It's alright," she said a little irritated.

I felt really bad. I didn't want them to think that I was a snob or worse. But I lost my appetite.

I wondered back into my room and spend the rest of the day inside it - aside from lunch and dinner. I texted Normani and Dinah and played some new games that I had installed on my phone.

I checked my phone and saw that it was already nine. I decided that it was time for me to get into the shower. I stood up and headed to grab a towel, but I heard a guitar playing. I followed the sound of it and it led me to Liam's room.

I saw him sitting on a chair. His back faced me. I stood by the door and admire his skills on the guitar. It reminded me of Camila and how she would play and come up with lyrics for it.

I sank into the music. It was a beautiful tune that I could listen to everyday and wouldn't get bored of it.

Suddenly, the music stops and he turns his attention on me. In his eyes, there were something different. I have never seen him with it before. His expression showed a blank state.

"That was beautiful," I spoke up from the silence.

He stood up and walked to put guitar back on the top shelf while remaining silent. I guess he had a rough day.

"How often do you play?" I asked.

"From time to time," he said in a mumble. "I mainly play when I'm upset or stress." His voice, quiet and slow, showed that he was.

I looked around his room and saw that it looked almost the same when I was in this room. However, there were bags on the tables and some stuff were scattered on the floor.

My eyes turned to him, but he made no contact with me. He just sat on his bed and lowered his head. "Are you okay?"

My question seem to have sparked his interest. He looked at me with shock. "What do you mean? I feel great. Nothing has been on my mind the entire day."

Okay. There was definitely something wrong. He sounded nervous as well as his words were suspicious.

"Are you sure?" I asked him once more.