Something Great || One Direction

FIFTEEN

Isabella

The weekend was amazing, it was like what I wanted it to be, just like 5 years ago. Of course Liam was not around and we had to stay indoors because we don't want any more photos to circulate around Twitter or else where.

But now it's a Monday, I had to face Liam. I have taken what Niall and Louis said and just try and see if things will fall into place for us or not. I just have to get on it with it.

I got to the office earlier than everyone else, like I always do. I started talking with the camera crew, who would record some shots in every show for Liam's promos. As I was invested in talking with the producer and crew, I didn't notice that it was already 10am and yet I wasn't summoned by Liam.

Usually, he would randomly show up to talk to me. Sometimes he just want to talk about the tour, other times, he wants me to explain, which I abruptly decline. But today, he isn't around or I just didn't notice him anywhere.

As soon as I was done with our talk, I went to Elizabeth and asked her about the stylist and if Liam showed up for the fitting.

"He didn't show up, Bel." Elizabeth said. "The stylist said, something came up and he had to attend to it. He rescheduled the fitting to next week."

"Oh, I see. Thank you." Was all I managed to say.

I went to my little table by at the far corner of the arena. I sat there dumbfounded.

Why didn't he show up? What could have happened for him to reschedule the fitting by next week?

I was getting restless, so I decided to just forget about it and get on with my job.

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The week went by so fast and Liam didn't show up even once. I guess something really came up. I didn't even bother to check up on him online or on the boys, because that would sould desperate.

So I decided to continue on with my job and my life and for the first time ever, I feel at ease. I felt like a huge weight was lifted off my shoulders. Maybe I'm finally forgiving myself. Maybe I've accepted the fact that I was the worst person ever and it's okay because I saved him my more misery. But then again, he might be hurting right now.

Oh well, get back to working Isabella!

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Another week went by and still no signs of Liam, I was getting worried because I think I actually did the same mistake 5 years ago. But I can't help but not blame myself for it right now.

I decided to get in suck it up and call him, besides I have his number. 

Why didn't I think about that a week ago? I could have done something to make him hurt less or to explain to him alone.

I think I have finally found the courage to do so and not wait for anyone to make me do it.

I waited for the phone to ring. It took a few moments but he finally answered. Good thing he didn't let me call him again.

"What do you want Isabella?" He asked harshly.

"Hi to you too, Liam." I just let that harshness pass. "I didn't call to fight. I just want to talk to you."

"Nothing to talk about."

"Stop being sassy, Li." I said. Oh, where did that courage came from? "I just want to explain to you everything and really tell you what I've been hiding from you since."

"Isabella, you don't have to explain." He was now calm.

"Yes I do. Meet me at the parliament. We'll talk there."

"You know I can't be seen around too many people, especially after I broke it off with Maya." He stated.

Oh. He broke up with Maya. Maybe that's the reason he's been out of it and not bugging me. Maybe he's trying to digest the decision he made.

"Oh. Forgot about that."

"Just come over, so we can talk." He said and just ended the call.

Come over? Why would he say that?

I decided to text him to clarify. I cannot call him again that would seem desperate.

What do you mean?

I asked with no context, of course. He should understand that, somehow.

So we can talk. You wanted to talk, so come over and let's talk. You can ask my assistant for my address. She'd gladly share it to you.

Okay?

Izzy. Can I call you that again?

I want to talk too but not somewhere public or at the office. You know my situation, it can't go worst than that.

I understand. But don't you think people will talk if I ask your address from your assistant?

Just tell her I need you to come over to talk about what I really want the concert to feel like. Just make an excuse, I know she won't ask anything else.

We already discussed that with that team. Can't you just sent me your address to save us from any more talks?

They're professionals, Izzy. They cannot disclose any information to anyone, besides you are the head organizer of my upcoming concert. But okay.

I didn't reply any longer. I just waited for his text and went back to finishing some tasks.

As I wait for the text to come, I felt unease. As much as I want to talk to him and let him hear my side of the story, I just cannot fathom the idea to be in the same area with Liam, most especially in his flat. The last time I was there, I ran out before the gathering wrapped up.

I just hope he believes me and understands where I stand. Deep down, I know he would understand but we never know. He has been through so much since we last saw each other, specially the way I just walked out of his life when we both thought there was something going on between us. But then again, he could have already moved on, somehow.

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It is more than 3 years since I tough this story or even thought about it. By now, you know what just happened 4 weeks ago. I just miss him so much and I just want to at least try to finish this story even if it hurts. At least we get to experience a Liam Payne concert, one way or another.

Love lots,
Kelz
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written: 08•25•2020 (partially); 03•05•2021
published: 11•12•2024