I'm a Thief (ON HOLD)

Rejected

Rayne and Ali walked into the crowded cafeteria and began to search for Liam. Ali spotted him at an empty table near a window. She pointed and shouted,

"There he is!"

She ran over dragging her protesting friend along.

"Hi Ray!" he greeted happily, and completely forgetting about the blonde, awkwardly added, "... and Ali."

Ali giggled and nudged Rayne once again.

"He totally likes you!" she whispered.

"Ya ya, whatever." replied Rayne, blowing off the comment.

Ali came up with a quick excuse to leave and ran off to let the two be alone. The British beauty tapped the seat next to him, anticipating Rayne to sit next to him, but instead she took a seat on the large window sill. Liam's smile faltered but returned quickly. Just as he was about to open his mouth and speak two couples sat at the table next to them. It was his friends Harry and Zayn and their girlfriends.

"Hey, sup Li?" Becky greeted energetically.

"I haven't seen you all day, what have you been doing? Chatting up the lovely new girl?" Harry commented winking at Rayne.

"Hey! No flirting with other girls Harry!" Becky scolded, playfully slapping his hand.

Shelly giggled and said, "Your so protective."

"I have to be!" Becky explained, "My boyfriend's such a flirt! But I love him." she kissed lightly kissed Harry , who then smiled and pulled her close and began to kiss her gently kiss her just below her ear and found his way to her lips.

Rayne looked away. Too much lovey-dovey crap for her.

"So why don't you tell us about yourself?" Zayn suggested. They all leaned in a bit closer waiting for her to begin.

Rayne glanced around a bit before begining.

"Um... well my name is Rayne but I really don't like that name so everyone just calls me Ray. I'm 17 and I um..." she paused for a bit unsure of how to continue, she wasn't used to explaining herself like this. "...I have... a pet turtle..."

"Really?" Liam said, "What's its name?"

"Um... Pickles..."

"That's cute!" Shelly exclaimed.

"Thanks."

The rest of lunch hour Rayne told the group about herself, and with every passing moment Liam became more and more sure that he wanted to be with this girl.

As Rayne walked out of the cafeteria and found her locker she heard Liam clear his throat behind her. She turned and looked up at him as she grabbed a few books.

"Um... Ray... I was wondering if... you were um... doing anything this friday?" the Brit shyly inquired.

"Um, sorry Liam but... um... I'm... busy, ya, busy that night..." she answered hesitantly.

Liam's whole expression darkened. He could tell she was lying. He took a deep breath and put on a fake smile as he said:

"Well... alright then..." he turned and hung his head as he walked off down the long hall.

-Liam's POV-

I don't get it, why doesn't she like me? Was I rude? Pushy maybe? Maybe I'm rushing a bit... I've only known her for less than a day, but, I'm so in love...

Maybe it was something I said? Maybe I should've waited a bit before asking her out... maybe she's just in a bad mood today, she could be tired, it is Monday after all. I'll ask her out again, but maybe tomorrow... oh I hope that's not to soon... I just can't be without her.

-Third Person POV-

The next day Rayne had history class in the morning with Liam again. The teacher was running late so Liam decided to use this time to talk to Ray.

"Ray, I'm sorry if I was to rushed yesterday... I should've known it was too soon, but I just-"

Rayne sighed loudly, interrupting him.

"Look, Liam, your a real nice guy and all but I'm just not looking for a relationship right now, alright?"

Liam was devastated. Rejected. Twice. By the girl that stole his heart. His eyes welled with tears but he blinked them away, smiled a painful smile and answered.

"Ok, I-" he but his lip holding back the tears, "I understand..."

Rayne smiled, pleased that he was not angry with her and pulled her attention away from him and directed it toward the entering teacher.

-Liam's POV-

What am I going to do now? I've been rejected. Twice. I can't just forget about her and move on. She's all I can think about. I have to get her. I have to take her and hold her close to my heart, where she belongs... but how?

-meow