Wanted

Chapter 7 : Mistake

It was a mistake that I wish I never made.

"That was great, babe." Hunter said, leaning in for another kiss.

I just went ahead and kissed him back. Damage was done, and I'm lonely. He left a few minutes after that. The day went by super slow. I was brain dead. No calls. No texts. No nothing from Liam. 8:00 rolled around, and I decided I needed to do something. In London, you could start drinking at age 16. I'm 17, so I need to go to the bar. I got dressed, and headed out.

"What would you like, miss?" I heard the bartender say.

"I'll take some shots. Surprise me with the flavors, would yah?" 

"Shots, coming right up."

The shots were strong. I had one after another. I probably had around 10. It made me feel better, though I knew I'd regret it in the morning. I usually never ever drink. I did once in my entire life, but that was because I was at a party, and you know what happens when you're at a party. Major drinking. I was completely wasted. I felt a strong arm pick me up, and throw me in their car. We drove for awhile, and then we pull up to some apartments. Thats when I started to realize, it was Liam. He opened my door, and lied me down on my bed.

"Why are you out getting wasted? You had me worried sick!"

"Awh, Liam. You're so cute when you're protective." I said, completely drunk. But you know what they say. When you're drunk, the truth comes out. & I'm not gonna lie. He's pretty sexy when he's protective.

"You're always cute.." I heard him mumble. Little did he know, I heard it.

"Come lay down with me, Liam!" I said, still really drunk. (So just imagine a drunk girl. K?)

He lied down next to me, and started stroking my hair.

"I love you, Bailey."

"I love you too, Liam."

We fell asleep, and I woke up with the biggest headache ever. Liam? Why was Liam snuggling with me? What happened last night? He woke up.

"Good morning, beautiful!"

"What the heck, Liam? We're fighting, remember!"

I could see the hurt in his eyes. He looked as if someone had just stabbed him in the heart.

"You don't remember anything from last night, do you?" 

"No! Not at all. The last thing I remember is being at a bar.."

"You told me you loved me, actually."

"I do love you, obviously. We're best friends."

"Here we go again with the best friend thing! The only time you can tell me you love me is when you're drunk out of your mind. That hurts really bad. You just don't understand! I can't do this anymore. I'm sorry."

He left my apartment. It's like I've lived this before. We can't even be in the same room without tearing each other apart. But I know I've made a mistake. I just need to admit to myself that I'm completely and hopelessly in love with Liam James Payne, and I'm too stupid and stubborn to admit that. I love him. I've loved him since the first day I met him.