Infinity// A one direction one shot book// One direction x reader

From behind the screen. (Liam)

[Y/N] Always was dumbfounded by how responsible her childhood friend was. Ever since she was four, he always took responsibility and guided the playground not to fall to chaos. They grew up together and were best friends, they knew everything about each other and were basically inseparable. 

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Until one day, she had to move out. For odd reasons she didn't really remember at the time, she was in the middle of her semester in junior high or middle school for reference. But either way, she could remember Liam crying because he couldn't win in the X-factor, naturally he was one year older than her. His voice was astounding and [Y/N] always liked to listen to the brunette singing. 

Anyways, she moved out of the country after one last tearful goodbye and endless promises to stay in touch. Unfortunately, through her relentless efforts to not lose contact of him, she eventually did. High school was merciless and so was his growing fame after his second attempt at the X-factor.

But now all she gets to see him is from behind a screen. Through the headphones, in her dreams, in her hopes and fantasies and everything other than real life. From her new friends' point of view, she seemed just like a desperate fan. They wouldn't believe she actually knew Liam and is saying that out of attention. 

[Y/N] tried everything to prove them wrong, tried everything to bring back her childhood. She sent direct messages on every social, tried digging up his phone number, went to concerts and meet-and-greets to see Liam whenever she could afford to. 

But it was useless; he had long forgotten about her, or so it seemed...

A few more years later on, [Y/N] was in college at that time. And was chilling in a cafe to study alone when she took a break and checked out the latest interview with the guy who had now went solo since the hiatus of the band. When a part of the interview things went serious.

"What inspired me to be a singer? Well, um.. Back in my hometown, there was this one girl-" He stopped to word out his response to the rather simple question and I propped my posture in the cafe seat while feeling myself get emotional, he was always careful with his words and actions ever since, ever. 

"There were a lot of people that told me I was good at singing. But this girl gave me the push even after my failed attempt in 2008. She's my childhood best friend, and I'm thankful for her to be part of my life. She moved away before I could even retry at the X-factor. Unfortunately, at that same time, I was being the snog I am and managed to lose track of her. It's been almost ten years yes...." He trailed off to silence.

I saw his eyes glisten and sparkle with tears. "I regret a lot of things. Not things I did, but the things I didn't do. I sometimes wish I'd bump into her while touring or something. Because then I'd get the chance to catch up with her. And-Maybe-" 

"Liam, do you want us to turn off the camera?" The show host asked as he got a little more emotional. But he shook his head.

"[N/N] I want to tell you something, you might've forgotten about me by now. You might not even be watching this. But if I was lucky enough that you are, then please listen to what I have to say...." He started again. 

"You're the reason I'm here today, you played a big important role in my life, [N/N]. And for that, I love you." Liam finally managed to say before signing the cameras to turn off and that was the end of the interview. 

Three

Damn

Words

And he couldn't say it except behind a screen? Now that we're a thousand miles apart? How am I supposed to get over him now?

Honestly... Better late than never, right?

A subtle jump in my seat came out of me as I felt a stranger tap on my shoulder. I looked up at the unfamiliar face which had worry visible on its expression. "Are you okay, miss?" 

"Eh...?"

I didn't realize I was crying until another tear dripped from my face. Shit, this is awkward. 

"Y-Yeah, I'm all good. Don't worry about it." I said before shoving my college work and assignment papers into my laptop bag and rushing out of the cafe as I felt Liam's raspy voice ring in my head on the way home.

I love you

Was it platonic? Or did he mean it? Was it a confession or not? What the hell does he mean by that?

I love you

Then why didn't you look hard enough? I was always in your stupid concerts and always made sure I got backstage tickets when I afforded to. 

I love you

It doesn't change anything, your words mean nothing. Even though they're bad enough to cut sharp and mess me up like this, that doesn't change the fact I could never be able to see you...

To touch you..

To feel you..

To talk to you..

Or kiss you..

Ever.

All I could do is watch you rise and cheer you on...

From behind the screen.

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A/N:

I'm getting part 2 vibes from this. Maybe? Maybe not, not every story has a happy ending ;-;