Where Do Broken Hearts Go?

Chapter Six- What Now?

*Liam's P.O.V*

*beep beep beep beep*

I reached over and hit my alarm clock off. I groaned as pain ripped through me and I quickly remembered what happened. It was such a crazy night and I'm at loss for what to do.  One of the first days in god knows how many years, my mom talks to me and I find out she's terminally ill. How am I supposed to live on my own? I'm in high school for crying out loud I can't be by myself. Not that I actually have a choice, however.

I slowly sat up and walked to my dresser, tossing on some black skinny jeans, a black and white Adidas hoodie and my black high tops. I checked my hair, brushed my teeth and walked downstairs then.

"Morning hunny!" My mom's voice filled my ears and I cringed, stepping onto the cold hardwood floor I looked at her. She was grinning and held a plate of bacon, eggs and pancakes. Butter and syrup on the pancakes already. How did she know how I liked my pancakes...?

"Morning, um thanks?" I tried a smile as I carefully took the plate and untensils from her hand.

"You're welcome! I have toast in the toaster, okay? Just one second!" She scurried around the island and just then the toast popped up. I just stared in amazement because she was cooking and talking to me.

"Sit down, love!" She waved at a chair, and giving me nicknames?!?!?!

I nodded and sat down at our small dark brown table and began eating rather quickly, remembering I have school today.

"So, baby boy of mine," she set down a small plate before me with two slices of bread, each cut in half, "we need to talk okay?"

I just nodded at her, swallowing my food that I just finished shoveling into my face.

"Liam, as you know, I'm dieing. Which means you have to go somewhere else, you have to go live somewhere."

I nodded, pushing away my tears as I slowly lowered my fork down and took a drink of my milk.

"I've arranged for your sistet Ruth to come take care of you, okay? How does that sound? You can stay here and everything till you finish high school then you can go anywhere, Liam. You can do amazing things." Tears fell from her eyes and I bit my lip and nodded.

"Okay." My voice was small and I knew it wasn't going to take much to make me start crying.

"I know I haven't been here for you," she placed her hand on top of mine, "and I'm so sorry for that. But I'm here now, and I'll be here till I part. I don't deserve you Liam, I'm a horrible mother," tears fell from my eyes then and I stared emotionlessly at the white table cloth, "your father wanted so much more for you. I just wish I had died and he was here for you." I watched her stand up and leave then, sobbing quietly to herself before I broke down too.

I finished getting ready for school, grabbing my binder and heading out the door and to my car. My eyes were bloodshot, my face red and fresh deep cuts on my wrist but I went anyway. I couldn't sit at home and cry all day, I had to go to school. I had to get an education and become successful. I didn't care what it took, I was going to.

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"Liam! My god, where've you been? You're never late. And were you crying?" Louis' voice greeted my ears as I threw my jacket into my locker.

"Yeah, I was late getting up. And that matters why?" I didn't mean to sound so harsh but I wasn't ready to tell my newly made friend my woes.

"Someone's bitchy today, maybe if you weren't so rude I'd tell you what happened to Zayn." Before I knew what I was doing I had caught Louis' arm and turned him around.

"What happened to Zayn?" My eyes were wide and my grip tightened.

"I think you should go see him." Louis whispered, handing me a piece of paper.

"Right now? But school's about to start." I protested.

"Liam, go for fuck sakes. He's not doing well, Harry hasn't heard from him, none of us have. As your friend, I suggest you skip out and go see him. We're all worried about him and I think you can get him to open up." Louis smiled at me and I nodded, gripping the paper tighter in my hand.

"I'll text you as soon as I know anything." I hugged him quickly then took off down the hall, pushing people aside and whispering apologies.

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I stopped outside the house Louis had directed me to. I didn't know what I'd find but I had a bad feeling and as I approached the door it grew.

With a deep breath I knocked and took a step back from the door.

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