(Sophia)
I felt strange. I felt fed up with these guys teasing me. I felt upset and ashamed that liam would let the guys drug him. He never seemed like the drug type. He's not me...
At fourteen, I was mixed up. I hadn't found myself. I wasn't in the wrong crowd but I wasn't exactly in the right crowd. Once I started dating Liam I felt wonderful and I felt something bloom inside of me. I found the person I wanted to spend my life with.
I still remember the day it changed. It was three days after he lost the xFactor. I felt bad, so me and my mum made him cookies. They were damn good too. I personally took them to his house. He was lodged in his room his mum told me. I went to see him.
I walked up to his door and tapped softly. "Liam... It's soph..."
He grunted and I opened the door and went inside. "Hi... How you feeling?" I set the tray of cookies down on his bedside table and sat next to him on his bed.
He looked at me. "Same as the past few days." He frowned and looked at his wall.
"Oh..." I didn't know how to react. I slipped my hands I to his. "I made you cookies."
"That's cool." He couldn't fight the smile tugging at his lips, but it was faint. "I'm sure they're delicious."
"Yea." I looked at him. I honestly felt bad and the whole time I had wondered if there was anything I could do.
He looked at me and made the deepest eye contact he's made in a while. "Soph... I Uhh... I need to-"
"No."
"I don't think-"
"Nooo."
"That we should-"
"NO." I kept cutting him off, knowing what he was getting to.
"Sophia... I think we should end it."
"No. Why?! Tell me why?!" I got panicky.
"Cuz... I'm depressing y-"
"You're not depressing me!! You're giving me a reason to leave the house!!"
"But I'm depre-"
"No you're not!!"
"But I am. We need to end it."
"No!" I was on the verge of tears now.
"Yes...?" He looked genuinely hurt, but his pain couldn't even compare to what he did to me.
I was speechless. Ultimately speechless. "But I love you..." I said through teary eyes.
"And I you. And if you love something, you let it go."
"Liam I don't wanna go... That's the thing. Don't break it off you're not depressing me! I love you!!! I LOVE YOU!!!" I was doing everything to keep from crying.
"Soph... I'm sorry... But I just can't..."
I looked at him, not even knowing how he could do this. "Fine." I got up.
"Soph-"
"Fine!" I said with more power. "And I'm taking your cookies!!" I went and grabbed the tray.
"Soph-" he tried again but I wouldn't listen.
"Goodbye Liam!!! Hope it was WORTH it!!!" I don't know what happened to my voice, I couldn't control the volume, I couldn't control the tone.
I ran out of that house like nobody's business. I had no ride, so I had to walk home. On the walk I started uncontrollably bawling.
When I arrived home, I slammed the cookie tray on the counter and ran up to my room and just cried. My sister poked her head in. "Sophiiiiiiiiaaaaaa... What's wrong?" She went and sat by me and pat my back.
"Nothing. Go away." I said muffled by my pillow.
"Not a chance! Tell me what happened!!"
"I got dumped..."
"I told you I didn't like that Payne boy!!!"
"ZOEY THATS NOT WHAT I WANNA HEAR RIGHT NOW!!"
Well long story short after that I kind of got druggy. I wanted a way to forget about the stabbing in my heart every time I woke up. I turned to smoking marijuana. It wasn't allowed in my house, my mum was the feminine queen and raised me likewise, so I'd always stay out. It numbed the pain.
But Liam... Liam has NEVER seemed like the beyond drunk type. I can't believe he let the guys take advantage of him like that. And I can't believe the guys took advantage of him like that...
