*Liam's POV*
Pushing the heavy metals door with me weak hands, I ran down the hallway. Tears abandoning ship, latching onto the blood that cradled my cheeks. I struggled to steal my breath back, I managed to find an empty bathroom that would soon be filled with puddles of blood. I hunched over the toilet and started to puke. The tears that still fell and the blood that dripped from the cuts on my face, mixed with puke in the bowl. I sat on the bathroom floor for what felt like hours. Sob. Puke. Wipe. Repeat. Familiar footsteps started to approach the occupied stall. A voice followed and everything came rushing back. That God damn voice that started it all. "Liam? Is that you?" It asked.
"No... go away" I sobbed
"I'm sorry. I really am. I didn't mean for this to happen." The boy on the other side of the door paused. "I didn't mean for you to get hurt." I heard him fall to the ground and start crying. "I really really didn't want this" he said with sobs in between. I stood up and opened the door, staring into his eyes. "No. You don't get to do this. You don't get to make this about you. Stop trying to be the victim, you're not the one that got hurt, I am. You don't get to make me feel bad for being pissed off. I don't ever want to see you ever again." I stormed out of the bathroom furious. "There's no way this day can get worse". I was wrong
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An Unheeded Romance
RomanceLiam and Ollie have a complicated past and they're trying to move on but surprise visits from their past drag unwanted tension between the two
