Wanted

Chapter 8 : Stupid

It's been 3 months since me and Liam talked, and It's killing me knowing that he's fine without me. I've done nothing with my life, besides eating and laying in bed. I'm depressed without him. I'm depressed without smelling his beautiful scent everyday. I wish I could just go to his apartment and jump on him and tell him I love him and always have but I can't. It's just not that easy. It gets harder everyday, especially because he has a 'girlfriend' now. Her names Danielle. I'm pretty sure it's just for profanity and she means nothing to him.

I feel like I should go over to Liam's house and apoligize, so i think that's what i'm gonna do. I took a shower, straightened my hair, and put on a tshirt and sweatpants. I don't really care about impressing him. 

I got in my car and drove to Liam's. This was gonna be a drama-filled day.

So when I got there, I realized his door was cracked, so i took it upon myself to just walk in. Seeming that Liam wouldn't care. I slowly opened the door, to feel my jaw drop to my neck. I could feel it. I could feel the tears flooding back, and the weakness appearing in my body, as if I just got shot. Maybe it wasn't for profanity. Maybe he really loved her, and they were the next top couple in seventeen magazine. There I saw Liam & Danielle sucking face. 

Liam looked up to see me standing there, but put his face back down, crashing his lips on Danielle. He was doing this on purpose. 

"Liam.. I came to talk to you. But seeing your busy, I guess I'll go."

"Fine! I'm such a people pleaser." He said, getting up from the couch, walking towards me.

"Can we go outside?"

"Um.. I guess?"

Liam has become a total jerk. I don't like this new Liam. In fact.. I HATE this new Liam.

"Why are you here? Why'd you even come into my house without knocking? Rude."

"I just came to say i'm sorry, but seeing that you're not happy to see me, i think i should go."

"Mkay. Bye." Liam said, slamming the door in my face.

Tears started flooding to my eyes. This pain was unbearable, and I really don't like this. At all.

I got in my car and drove back to my apartment. Still crying, and very feeble, i managed to get in the shower and try to clear my head. The hardest part is thinking of all the memories we've had. But the worst part.. is that this is all my fault. This is happening because I was stupid. 

I went to bed, and woke up the next morning deciding I was gonna do something today. So I called up my best friend and told her we were going to the mall. I got ready, and drove to pick her up.

"Hey girl!" Chanelle said, sounding cheerfully.

"Hey love!" 

"Wheres liam?"

"Long story, but I really don't wanna talk about it. Anyways, why are you so happy?"

"Well.. theres this boy. and you know him very well."

"I do? WHO IS IT?" I asked, almost screaming.

"Well.. His name is Harry Styles!" 

"HARRY STYLES? YOU'RE DATING HARRY STYLES?"

"Well.. yes! But you can't tell anyone! I'm trusting you!" 

"I knew this was gonna happen. When we use to all hang out, you two would eye ball eachother!"

Chanelle came and hung out with Me, Liam & the boys sometimes. Her and Harry drooled all over eachother most the time. We let them be because they looked really happy.

"Well should we hit the mall?" i asked, ready to go.

"Of course, love! But I should let you know one more thing.." She said, her smile fading away.