Quick Author's note again. Sorry, but thanks needs to be given. :)
2 Things To Say:
1.) I don't want nobody to think Ciara is a whore, because she's MOST DEFINITELY NOT. She's known Niall for a while now, but nothing serious happened until you know last night, and then it leads back into my story with the Niall and Girlfriend, yeah you get it.
2.) Thank you! To 2 AMAZING writers and great friends. :) I love how hooked you 2 are on this, and I wouldn't be able to write this if you hadn't helped me decide who was at Emily's door. Kaylee and Ciara ya'll are amazing. :) Keep doin' what you do, babes.
Okay, you can continue to read this and laugh so much you urinate. Or you know, find it not funny at all, and stop scrolling.
P.S. I went through 3 songs, and I still haven't typed one word of the actually story. I'M SO ADD.
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"L-Liam? what are you doing here?" I couldn't help but notice how beautiful he looked in his loose basket ball shorts and dark blue tee-shirt.
"I don't know. I felt like I needed to see you, but now I'm not so sure."
"God dammit, Maddie." I growl between clenched teeth.
"Excuse me?" He asks obviously trying to catch what I said.
"Uh, nothing. Just go have a seat on my couch, and you can go home anytime you feel up to it."
I watch as he slinks across the hard wood floor of my flat and onto my leather couch. He looked so painstakingly beautiful on my ordinary leather furniture. It almost wasn't fair.
"Emily!" Genevieve whines from in the kitchen.
I somehow manage to tear my glance from Liam and onto Gen.
"What!?" I whine right back to her.
"He can't be here. You're supposed to focus on my problems, not on him!"
"Selfish much, babe? He's here, because he's my problem, and he's staying because I need him here. Otherwise my sanity will fall apart. Okay? Sorry, if that upsets you." I kept my voice below a whisper, so he couldn't hear our conversation.
But, obviously she didn't want the same things I did, "I don't care! I'm feeling worse than I've ever felt before. It's like somebody in my life died again. You don't know what that's like, Emily!"
And, now I was yelling.
"I can't just focus my whole life on you! Your problems would be solved if you just called Niall and sorted everything out! But, you have to be so damn stubborn and hurt one of closest friends. way to go!"
Apparently somewhere in the middle of my rant somebody had knocked on the door, because the next time I look over Liam's standing at the door blocking the view of whoever he was talking to.
Frustration seeped through my words, "Liam? Who are you talking to?"
He moves out of the way just enough for me to see the girl in the hall. Melody.
What is she doing here? I can barely handle 2 people in my flat let alone 3.
I make my way over to greet her, "Excuse me? Can I help you?"
Liam apparently saw this as an opportunity to go back to the couch.
"Uh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to disturb you, but I was afraid Liam, uh," she floats her voice down to a whisper, "he was, uh, off to hurt himself. Ever since his girlfriend died he really hasn't been himself."
