To Love A Fighter |||| l.p.

Night

Stella's POV

We ride back to the hotel in silence. My heart feels like a rock. I'm fighting back tears to not cry in front of Harry. I'm just staring out the window.

I'm so stupid. To think I had a chance with Liam Payne. Funny, handsome, kind, smart, talented Liam. There was no chance. He was just a nice guy. And I just happened to become his good friend from Houston. I didn't realize how much I liked him until I saw him kissing Sophia. But that was when I knew I had fallen pretty hard for him. A tear escapes my eye and I quickly dry it off.

Harry looks over, "I'm so sorry Stella. I had no idea Sophia was going to be there." I shrug. Whatever. "Honestly, I thought he was going to tell her to leave when we sbaw her at the airport. She didn't come in with us. She just found out and invited herself," he continues. That kind of makes me feel better. At least he didn't intend for this to happen. "I don't understand why he let her stay.  She completely screwed him over. I bet he doesn't know what she did. I think Zayn is going to tell him tonight," Harry continues on. That perks my attention, "what did she do?" I ask, trying to control my voice. Harry grimaces, "the reason why their breakups happened for no reason was because she would break up with him to be with this married man from Sony for a few months. And then once he would be done with her she'd go back to Liam." My jaw drops, and I seethe,  "how could she do that to Liam??" Harry looks over and smirks, "I know, but Liam is such a nice guy he doesn't see it." I lean back in my seat and look out the window. My heart aches terribly, for getting attached to Liam, for Sophia doing that to Liam. The tears start to flow more and I can't hold them back as much as I used to. Harry notices and rubs my back, "there there sweetheart. I'm sorry for your evening. Go back to your room and enjoy the rest of your night. Tomorrow we get to hang out with your friends before the blowout!  Even though Liam is being a little slow on the draw on his romantic life we'll make sure you have a good time ok?" I sniffle, and smile, "thanks Harry. I'm sorry for crying in front of you like that." He smiles and lets me know we're at the hotel. He drops me off at the front and I thank him for the ride.

I take the elevator up to my suite and open my room, as soon as the doors close I burst into tears. This is why I don't date anymore. I hate these feelings. They make feel so weak and vulnerable. I hate crying and hate feeling alone. I cry a little more and start to get out of my dress into some more comfortable clothes. I wipe my tears as I get my sleep shorts and muscle shirt together. I change and I stop crying once im in my comfy clothes. I put on my robe, its a beautiful silk kimono I bought during one of my semi pro fights in Japan. I turn on the TV and go into the kitchen. I pour myself a glass of Moscato wine and order a cheesecake from room service. I take my glass and sit on the couch. Hm. How I Met Your Mother is on. I like that show. I sigh. I can't believe I let myself fall for Liam. I take a sip of my wine and just stare at the screen. I don't really know whats going on. I'm not really paying attention to the show.

I hear someone knock on the door. Wow,  room service is fast over here. I robotically get up and open the door. I freeze when I realize who is at the door.

Liam.

"Stella, can I stay here tonight?"