Schizophrenia. [LP AU] 卌

» 05.

it was the day of our very first competition, we would be graded based on our skills applied. i was put down for badminton as an individual sport and football as the team sport. i was pretty damn scared, not going to lie.

justin was up early, doing a workout as soon as he woke up. he's now in the shower get rid of all that rewarding work out sweat.  he apparently loves it when he sweats, it shows that he's worked hard enough. sweat apparently shows he's burnt some calories too.

i personally love it when i do a work out and i get an after pain, i know that i've worked well then. people usually stop as soon as they feel the pain. i don't, i continue through it. i believe that the training starts when i feel pain.

i don't know why justin would even want to burn any more of him, he's already pretty damn skinny. if he doesn't watch it he might turn as skinny as that niall guy. it's scary how skinny he is, i've never seen him eat either. it's weird, is he even normal?

i'm muscular, i love my body type. i may not be incredibly lanky tall like dickhead luke, but i'm so much stronger then him. i know i could knock him out with one punch.

if only i wasn't as nice as i am, i would do it.

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"hey." nathan climbs through the window and sits down on my bed beside where i was laying, i sit up alarmed. why is he here? to put me down more, most probably.

"what do you want want?" i groaned, looking at him through narrowed eyes.

he smirks at me and shakes his head, "is that the way you treat your best friend? i've been here for you since you were seven; nine years later and you treat me like crap."

"maybe if you start acting like a best friend rather then a douche, i wouldn't be so cold to you?" i suggested, standing up and began my stretches to warm my muscles up. today was going to be such a busy day.

"i'm going to be here for you when you need me, liam. you need to get used to that. i may be pushing you, but just like your dad, i'm doing it to make you the best you can be. i promise i don't mean any harm-" then i notice another small smirk slither it's way slyly onto his face, "-has danielle called yet?"

he knows what that name does to me. he knows that even if i've tried so hard to get over her, as soon as someone mentions something about her, all the feelings hit me hard once again. she is my distraction, she makes me go crazy in my head. if nathan knew how insane she makes me feel, why would he ask me about her, especially knowing that those feelings would mess up my games today?

"no." i say and tighten my lips into a firm line, breathing deeply to calm those stupid thoughts of longing for her.

"oh, too bad. she was asking about you." nathan makes his way over to the window still smirking as evil as ever, his mood changes so much. he seems so unstable. it's like he's the one that needs help, not me. i run over to the window and climb onto the ledge as he jumps down to the ground gracefully.

"YOU TALKED TO HER? HOW IS SHE, WHAT DID SHE SAY TO YOU?" i was going mad, why did he have to tell me this. i wanted to see that beautiful face with the amazing curvy figure, with the curves that i love to hold. her personality lit up an dull room and her laugh filled my heart with joy, passion and desire for her.

nathan, the stupid devil child, didn't reply though he just salutes me and runs off. i lean further out the window to call for her but i felt unsteady. this was mainly because i wasn't thinking about holding onto the window, i was thinking about danielle payzer.

"LIAM WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" i feel justin's wrap around my waist and he uses all his strength to yank me back into the bedroom. i try to resist as i need to go after nathan and talk about danielle, my one true love.

"ARE YOU TRYING TO BLOODY KILL YOURSELF, DON'T SCARE ME LIKE THAT AGAIN." justin exclaims, clutching his heart area after he firmly shuts the window.

i'm shaking all over now, i'm shaking so hard that i end up crying.

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in the arena area with the judges watching from the panels above, it felt as those we were in the hunger games, and the capitol people were watching us train.

very strange feeling that made me nervous.

it took me around half an hour to calm myself down after nathan's quick and annoying departure, but it was actually the quickest time ever for me, so yay. now i'm ready, i feel pumped and extremely excited for my first challenge; it being my badminton game. i would be playing against someone that is apparently on the same standards as i am, so there is a competition there (so it would not be luke, oops?).

"you're gonna do great bro, and we're gonna be cheering for you throughout the whole thing." justin pats my shoulder grinning from ear to ear the way that he always does. it's alright for him, he's already completed his 100m race. his team game would be for basketball, but he's got a few hours to kill before that.

"you're the most elite skilled person here, liam. you have this down." xavier tells me giving me a bro fist and justin nods his head in agreement. i'm modest though, i do not think that at all. there are always room for improvements. that's what nathan does. even if i play extremely well, he finds a fault.

"thanks guys, i appreciate it. i hope i do you guys proud." i then leave my two best friends with a quick deep breathe, and then enter inside the arena's badminton courts. i'm always doing things for others, it should be about time i do things for myself, for my own benefit.

i look at the other competitors around me and spot luke instantly, he's alone but at the end of the rows of courts. it means he's playing the rubbish people, because frankly he's rubbish himself.

wow, i'm sassy?

i keep taking deep breathes to calm my nerves, usually just before an event or a game i get all clammy and sweaty, and i find it quite hard to breathe. nathan and my dad are usually always there for support beside me, but this time i'm alone.

my opponent comes over to me and shakes my hand firmly. i don't recognise him nor do i really care about him. he's just going to be another player that i'll beat. i have to keep bigging myself up in my head, to keep myself motivated and confident. i didn't want to break down.

"on my left hand side i have carter mason, and on my right hand side i have liam payne." the umpire now throws the shuttle cock in the area and it lands on the side facing carter, "left hand side's service. love all, play."

and we begin.

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to be honest i don't know why i was so stressed and nervous when i was practically walking this whole game. after the score was 10-0, i figured i actually might have a shot at winging this. i had figured out his game play, i had read him like a magazine. i know where he wants to drop the shot, when he wants to smash. it's quite fun now.

the score was now 19-0 and i only needed two more points to win and it would be freedom until my football game in the evening.

i just wish it had been as easy as i thought it would be. carter called time out because he was experiencing cramps, more like he needed to get a reality check about how he was losing so badly. it was so close to a white wash.

i shouldn't have looked up into the fan section of the podiums. i saw justin and xavier waving and giving me thumbs up, that put me in a good mood though, but it was all to come crashing down when i saw nathan in the crowd too front row. but the most stunning, beautiful, flawless, amazing now quite mature looking young woman who stole my heart at 14 was beside him and they were holding hands.

and i was not okay with that.

[uh oh, picture of nathan on the side.]