(Liam)
I saw it in her eyes. She was heartbroken.
As I sat there leaving messages on her phone, I wondered what she was doing... What was going on in her mind right then and there...
(Sophia)
"Hey it's Liam... I uhh... I was wondering if maybe you'd answer and we could talk this out...? Or if you wanna talk in person I could come by... Just... Just call me back when you get the chance... Please..." The messages all went something like that. I don't know why I got so upset... I thought he truly wanted me and only me back... But he just wanted anyone he could find.
I was so sick to my stomach that I couldn't even enjoy some pie. That was dreadful. So I just sat cross legged on my bed, gripping one of my pillows. It was so cold even though I was in a sweater and sweatpants and nice warm wooly socks. Just a cold atmosphere.
I listened to every message he left. He made them sound like he cared. If only he really did...
(Liam)
She would NOT answer. I sat for an hour on the couch of the recording studio lobby, leaving her messages. I could tell the guys all felt awkward. Niall was just gnawing on a granola bar, Louis wasn't talking, neither was Zayn, and Harry wasn't trying to lighten the mood with a bad joke. It was quiet.
After about half an hour I set my phone down beside me.
"No luck?" Niall frowned.
"No luck..." I shook my head and pushed my hair out of my face. "Why are they so complicated?!"
"Dunno lad." Louis always had bits and pieces of trouble with El.
"Why won't she at least text me and let me know she isn't dead?!?!"
"Dude she's not dead."
"She could be!! And I'd never know!!"
"Stop over reacting. She's not dead."
"Ugh what if she is?!" I was really panicky. "She coulda like hit her head or something!!"
"Whatever..."
"I'll be right back!"
"Liam she needs-"
I ran before he could finish. I went up to where she were most likely to be and knocked lightly on the door.
