Story Of My Life

Chapter 15- Liam's Gone Over The Edge

Hey Lovelies! Emma here but you knew that. So I'm gonna update because I'm on strict hardly no walking thing. I got 4 stitches in my foot a couple days ago. Here's chapter 15. Enjoy!

Liam's POV

My bum feels the concrete ground as my hands run through my wet hair. I can't believe that just happened. I didn't realize how hurt she was when I left; I knew she was devastated.  How can I make this up to her? A couple of water drops slide down my cheeks. My elbows on my knees, my head in my hands as soft sobs began to quake throughout my body.

"Liam, it's gonna be okay." A Cheshire accent tells me.

"No, its not going to be okay!" I shout.

I release myself from my misshaped ball.

"Babe, call down, everything's gonna be fine." Danielle tells me as she slowly makes her way over to me.

"Oh don't give me that bullshit." I sneer.

She's startled by my use of foul language. Her lips form a frown as she turns away from me.

"I wasn't giving you bullshit, Liam. I'm trying to help you." Danielle tells me, her voice sounding muffled.

My brain goes blank, all I can think about is Genevieves screams and pleas for me to help her.  Anger courses through my veins as I throw one of the flimsy beach chairs.

"Liam." They all yell in sync sounding appalled with my behavior.

"What?" My voice comes out in a low tone.

My breathing comes out in heavy pants, my hands are shaking from my outburst. Anger still is marked throughout my body.

"I could of helped her. Me!" I shout as I point at myself. "Nobody else! But I didn't I was busy off being Mr.Superstar." I scream in rage.

My heart beats a mile a minutes as my temper increases.

"Liam, mate take 10 deep breathes before somebody gets hurt." Zayn instructs me.

I ignore his lame instructions as I stomp inside. Slamming the glass slide door once I'm in. Pure rage floods my minds and bones as I wreck everything in my path.

"What the fuck was that?" Niall calls out.

I hear soft footsteps as I'm in the hallway wrecking everything. Pictures fall from their place on the white walls, crashing to the wooden floor with a horrid sound.

"Liam what are you doing?" Niall asks.

I turn around to see a worried Niall. My nostrils flare and my hands in fists.

"What the hell does it look like? I'm having a breakdown." I tell him with a loud laugh.

Niall stands there frightened by my outburst.

"Stop staring at me like I'm some fucked up crazy person." I seethe.

Pairs of running feet come to a hault at the hallway. I walk past my friends and girlfriend scared faces, and angrily walk up the stairs. I'm such a bad brother. I left her all those times when all she wanted was to come with me. My conscience tells me.  My hands clear every picture from the shelf in my bedroom. I lay on the floor, my anger slowly vanishing as I curl into a safe ball.

Louis POV

We all stand there in complete disbelief as our eyes are trained on the broken glass. I can't believe Liam did this; our calm, collective Liam.

"Niall?" A small voice calls out.

Niall rushes out as we all begin to clean up the mess from our destructive friend. Harry comes back with a broom and dust pan, he begins sweeping up the clear glass. Zayn begins taking all the pictures out of the frame. A small sigh escapes my lips as my fingers rub at my temples.

"Looks like we have to buy all new frames." Zayn says pointing out the obvious.

I feel a hand rubbing at my back, I look up to see its my lovely Eleanor. She simply smiles at me. I hear soft cries, I look up to see Danielle crying into her hands. Perrie and Eleanor rush over to her, they both pull her into a hug as sobs now echo throughout the silent hallway.

"I-ive never seen him like that."

"Me either Dani." Perrie says.

Harry finishes sweeping up the last bit as Zayn takes the last picture out of the frame.

"I'm gonna see how Genie is ." I tell them.

"Okay we're almost done here, meet you in the living room."

I walk into the living to see Niall doing weird hand movements.

"The princess has a servant his name is Sir Niall and he does everything for her.  Brush her luscious locks and always makes her smile."

Nialls now jumping around and yelling weird things. I hold back a laugh. Genevieves laugh echoes through the hallowed living room.

"What can do I for you, Princess Genevieve?" The Blondie asks.

Her small finger taps her scabbing chin.

"Well...this is a sight for sore eyes." Harry whispers.

My hand flies to the back of his head, giving him a good smack. I look over at to see everyone holding back laughs. I turn my attention back to Genie and Niall making a fool out of himself. 

"Sir Niall can.....dance!" Her eyes light up with excitement.

"As you wish." Niall says with a bow.

He begins dancing around the room,  doing twirls and jumps. It looks quite sad.

"Sir Niall." Genie shouts.

He stops in mid twirl and rushes over to her as if she has fallen.

"Yes Princess?"

"I want a snack and to watch Frozen." She declares.

"What kind of snack?" He asks.

"Crisps."

"Right away."

"Walk faster."

Niall breaks into a dead run towards the kitchen, things are being opened and slammed shut. Genie sits on the couch, waiting. The idiot blonde comes rushing in with a bag of crisps.

"Here you are Princess."

She gladly takes and begins chomping on them as Niall gets Frozen in the DVD player and started.

"May I go on a break, Princess?"

"Yes, get out of my hair." She demands.

He roams into the kitchen and we follow. We walk into the kitchen to see Niall drinking a glass of water.

"Guys?" Niall says.

We all look up from our bowed head positions.

"I think Liam's gone over the edge." Niall informs us.

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So there's chapter 15.. I loved writing this chapter. I think it gives Liam a whole new personality. He's always the one that has it together and is calm about things; I portrayed him as someone who is just as human as we are.

Until Next Time......Glitter On.Xx