He Found Me. (Liam Payne Short Story)

Chapter 3-

Chapter 3-

Ali's POV-

"You want to watch anything specific?" Liam asks me as he and I sit down on the couch in front of the TV. I shake my head moving a bit closer to him. I know it doesn't make sense for me to do that, I've only known him for like a day, but he just is so trusting and caring and I just can't help myself!

He smiles at me and puts an arm around me pulling me to his side.

"How are you feeling today?" he asks me looking worried I shrug a bit. In all honesty I am just so grateful someone found me that I haven't really thought about my condition.

"Stronger, but I'm still a bit tired. You have no clue what it means to me that you did this for me, really," I tell him sincerely. I don't want him to think I'm taking any of this for granted, nothing he has done for me has gone unappreciated.

"I know," he smiles down at me. His brown eyes are so beautiful, they remind me of hershey kisses...

Is it even healthy for me to be having these thoughts?

Harry comes into view at this point, and he smiles at the two of us.

"Should we go get everyone dressed?" he asks Liam. Just then I realize I'm still in pajamas. What are we even doing today? What are they going to do about me?

Liam and I get up from the couch, slower then Harry, because well I'm not strong enough to walk fast or far yet.

"What am I suppose to wear?" I ask Liam as Harry, him, and I walk back into Liam's room. They look at each other as if one has an idea, but they both just shrug before turning back towards me.

"We could take you shopping," Liam suggests, but I just shrug sitting on the bed. They have already done so much for me, I couldn't possibly ask for them to buy me clothes. That is simply asking for too much. I need to find a way to just stop being a problem for them...

"For now, you can barrow my shirt and a pair of my shorts?" Liam asks me as he walks towards his dresser pulling out the clothes he named. I guess I can accept that...

"You don't have shoe's do you..." Harry points out, I look down to my aching feet that are filled with cuts and bruises. I lost my shoes a while back. My feet have been killing, I've just been trying to focus on other things to ignore the pain.

"No," I whisper not looking up. I hear them let out a sigh before walking towards the door.

"I'm going to talk to the others," Harry says leaving. Liam nods before coming to sit down next to me on the bed.

"Are you ok?" he asks me looking and sounding completely sincere. I give him a half hearted smile.

"Fine, I guess. I feel better, but I can't help but feel like I'm causing a problem for you guys." I explain. Liam looks shocked by my words, and takes my hand in his.

"Don't ever think that, I knew the moment I picked you up off the ground what I was getting myself into, so please don't think you are a problem. We just need to figure out what we are going to do," Liam tells me and I nod feeling just slightly better.

"Thank you Liam." With that I lean into him and wrap my arms around him in a hug. He gives out a small chuckle before returning the hug.

"Let's learn more about Ali, shall we?" he asks me with a small smile. I nod and smile back.

"What's your full name?" he asks me.

"Allison May Thomas. Yours?" I reply. If he is going to take this opportunity to learn about me, I might as well do the same thing with him.