15 April, 2002
He had done it again. It’s getting worse. Much worse. I miss mom. I wish, with all my heart, that someone would rescue me soon. He’s gone crazy. It goes on and on, and if I talk it just makes him hit me harder.
Liam stops reading. What was this about? He looks at the time. It’s getting late. He stuffs the diary in his jacket and heads out to home.
*
“Aw,” Louis jumps up and down, “they’re so cute!”. He pointed to a baby labordoodle. Patricia laughed at Louis’s childish behaviour.
He picked up the hyper puppy and rubbed noses with the young MALE dog. The joke being, Louis didn’t realise it was a male.
“You’re my new girlfriend, aren’t you?” Louis said in a babyish voice.
“Um, sir,” the person working there said, “You do realise that is a male dog.” Louis looked at the person and then at the dog. He put the dog back and walked out of the shelter, awkwardly. Patricia looked at the dog and then walked after Louis.
“I really thought that was a girl,” Louis shuddered. Patricia put his head on his shoulder, but he grabbed her in a hug. Talk about give an inch and they’ll take a mile
Louis sighed, letting her go. He chuckled a little bit. Laughing at his stupidity.
“I’m such an idiot!” Louis laughed, making Patricia laugh with him.
*
As Liam read the diary, he became more and more confused. Patricia never gave names. There were so many codes, it was hard to get the fact that even Patricia understood.
There was: Him. The Green-eyed Boy. And sometimes she just used letters, like, A, D, etc.
“I should have never taken it.” Liam sighed, shoving the diary under his bed. He’s going to return it first thing tomorrow.
He pulled himself out of bed and went down the stairs. He saw Harry and Louis sitting there. Zayn was drawing. Niall was on Twitter and Patricia and Autumn were sitting on one couch.
Secretly, Patricia was watching Zayn’s clever fingers move across the drawing pad.
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