On the Run

Chapter 7: Liar

Cast:

Amy: Perrie Edwards

Liz: Ashley Benson

Him (aka Bruce): Christain Bale

Logan: Niall Horan

AN: This is not a fanfic. This is how I envision what the characters look like physically. So please don't hate on the choice of characters. If you have any suggestions please PM me and I am always will to change the cast around! That is all! Xx

She called her mom?! I thought she said that she has shitty living arrangements. I guess not!

"yeah I'm fine" there is a moment of silence before Liz speaks again. "I'm living with a friend...no not in a house...you will?....I will talk to her"

I edge closer to side of the tub to hear what she is saying. The water sometimes made it impossible to hear what she is saying. A bottle of shampoo falls off the ledge of the bath tub.

"Shit" I raise my voice, frustrated that the bottle fell.

"I've got to go" Liz drops her voice and I don't catch the rest of what she said. There is a knock at the door.

"Yeah" I call out.

"Is everything okay? I heard something drop and then you yelled" she says. I shut the water off and wrap a towel around my body.

"Oh, I'm fine. I got soap in my eye and I went to wipe my eye on my towel and a bottle of shampoo fell over" I wipe myself down and squeeze the extra water out of my red hair. I put on my new clothes and brush my hair. I open up the door and steam escapes from the bathroom meeting the frozen bedroom. Silently I walk over to the snack drawer, grab a package of fruit snack and then climb into my bed. 

"Is everything  ok?" Liz asks. The longer I keep quiet about over hearing her conversation with her mom, the better. I am about to blow up at her. She is putting me in a sticky situation and I need to come up with a strategy to adress this properly.

"I'm just tired" I fake a yawn. "It's been a long day" She nods her head in agreement. I turn my attention from her getting herself ready to shower to my food and phone. I can't help but smile when I see that I have three text messages from Logan.

Logan: Hey thrre Amy!

Logan: *therr

Logan: *there ugh idk why I can't spell there haha

I giggle at his misfortune before replying.

Me: Hey there Logan! ;)

I pop a cherry fruit snack into my mouth and my phone vibrates.

Logan: Show off. But it probably did take you the whole hour and half to type that ;P

I laugh at this and shake my head. I feel like a little school girl who finally just got her crush's phone number.

Me: nope! I was in the shower ;P

I slap my forehead for sending that. It can be suggestive depending on how they take it. I just hope that he doesn't.

Logan: How was that?

Me: relaxing(:

The water in the bathroom shuts off and Liz emerges as Logan texts me back.

Logan: Those showers are the best!

Me: Right?!

"You know you only have 1,000 messages Amy" she laughs "Maybe you just need to upgrade to unlimited" she winks at me.

I laugh. "Probably!" The silence is interrupted by my phone chirping.

Logan: Yep!(: So what are you doin?

Me: sitting in bed eating fruit snacks. You?

"Amy I need to talk to you about something" Liz speaks up. I lift my head up and put my phone on my nightstand.

"Sure what's up?" I ask curious as to what she needs to discuss.

"I called my mom and she offered to pay rent for an apartment so that we can stay there instead of staying in this motel" she says refusing to make eye contact with me. I take a deep breath and start to mull this over.

"If you don't mind can you explain your background? Cause I am not sure if I can trust you. My ass is being followed and I need to know who you really are before I commit myself to your proposal" I tell her calmly. I am proud of myself for not blowing up at her. She raises her head and shock is written all over her face.

"Oh yeah sure..." she mumbles. She takes a pillow and places it in her lap. She closes her eyes and takes a deep breath. As she exhales, she opens her eyes and meets my gaze.

"I actually lived in Beverly Hills" she confesses. "My parents are big shot lawyers and they own a firm together. When I told you that I have shitty living arrangements, I wasn't lying. It's a fucked up situation. I was raised by a nanny and I went to prestigious private schools in the hills. I was expected to receive all A's and be the top of my class. I was also pushed into sports. I picked up swim and water polo and was on varsity my freshman year." My jaw dropped. She didn't look like an athlete; she looks more like a model.

"I fired my nanny when I was 15. I wanted more than anything was to have my parents undivided attention. But I never got it. I started to party and my grades dropped from all A's to some A's to mainly B's one semester. My parents literally took everything from me as punishment. All I had was a mattress and a dresser in my room. Not even a desk to do my work. I stopped partying my sophomore year and focused on school and staying on varsity. I tore a muscle in my shoulder and that was the end of my swimming career. I was already being recruited by different colleges at that time. My parents put the blame on me.' she sighs.

"I kept up my grades and was one of the top students in my class. I got fed up with school and the pressure so I packed a bag and ran away from home. I know I am throwing my chance away to go to school but I bet my mom is already setting up a transfer of schools for me right now." She laughs and shakes her head.

"My mom could put you in school and gain custody over you" she suddenly says. That's not a bad idea.

"Do you think so?" I ask. She nods her head.

"So what do you say? Do you want to move in with me?" she asks. This is a little overwhelming for me. 

"Let me think about it" I slowly tell her. She nods her head at me. I feel bad for her. She really is throwing away her chances of having a bright future. She really shouldn't be around someone like me. Someone who is hiding a gun in my backpack so I can protect myself from my pursuer. She did say that her parents are lawyers so maybe they can help me get rid of Bruce. I grab my phone off of the nightstand needing a distraction.

Logan: Looking for a distraction. I don't want to do my homework.

Me: I can be your distraction.(: What school do you go to btw?

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