Whoops, sorry. I lied. M,y bad. Writing is hard:/ But fun!!:) I really am genuinely enjoying this! I love you if you're reading this.
Soooooo I guess this part will be the beginning of the magic lol. Be prepared. Read on, Directioners! Love youXx
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Liam's nurse barely looks me in the eyes while murmuring he can go home. I literally jump for joy. Right in the middle of that hospital room I jumped for joy. He has to keep his casts on for a while but other than that, he can go home!!!
"I can go home?!" Liam asked surprised, "Seriously? Like home? Away from this horrid place and back into my-our home?!" He squeezes my hand super tight and gives me this look that I can't really explain. It's like not only is he smiling with his mouth, but with his eyes. And nose. And ears. And cheeks. And hair. It's like with everything he has, he is smiling. He just lights up. That is his real smile. The real Liam. Not the one this fame created.
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I have to push Liam to the car in a wheelchair and boy do the pap's have a heyday.
We finally reach the car and Liam grunts as he pushes out of the chair and into the Big, black security van. He squints because so many pictures are being taken. I want to scream but I know I will be in the pictures too, so I just look sad and keep going. The time comes when I have to go alone to return the wheelchair and pap's bombard me with questions.
"How many bones were broken?" One reporter shoves another.
"Is he paralyzed?"
"Will he live?"
"Has he forgotten who you are?"
Then, the most haunting and thought-provoking question yet makes me stop in my tracks.
"Was this done on purpose?" I halt and look up at the reporter, fighting mad, yet as vulnerable as a child.
"Who would want to hurt and possibly KILL Liam?!" He smiles this...smile that isn't really a smile. It's more of a taunt... or a threat. A very memorable smile.
I look him dead in the eyes, tears forming in my own, and give him a quizzical look. I start crying harder, the tears breaking the protective dam.
"I have no clue who would want to hurt this wonderful man. He is absolute perfection." I let my tears fall, and collapse into Paul as he pushes through the crowd to save me. He carries me back to the car and sets me basically in Liam's lap.
He doesn't really say much. Just the occasional "Yeah..." Or a "Shhh it's alright. Everything is fine. I'm here." The soothing talk as he caresses my face and plays with my hair.
"They were asking me all these questions.." I heave out, my face buried in Liam's black-stained sweater. "Liam," I look him in the eyes and grab hold of his shirt. "They asked if someone tried to hurt you. I didn't know what to say. You are so wonderful I don't know why anyone would want to hurt you. You're perfect and I love you and-" Liam cuts me off by simply kissing me. He puts his hand on my stomach and says "Ya know what?"
"What?" I see that cheeky smile and I know I better get out my tissues.
"While you were walking out there," he points to the pap's, already leaving. I mean nothing more than a headline to them. And it sickens me. But I put on a smile for Liam.
"Yeah?" I hurry him along his train of thought.
"You're showing." He grins widely and I pull my shirt tight. He's right. I am. And I hadn't noticed.
I kiss him.
I kiss him and his kiss tastes like jello. I hold his hand the whole car ride home, and imagine the rest of my life with him.
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I am. Literally holding my eyelids open I am so tired. That's probably why this chapter is so short:/ I would wrote more but I'm gonna go to sleep.
GOODNIGHT DIRECTIONERS! SEE I PROMISED TO UPDATE THIS WEEKEND AND IT'S FRIDAY! IM EARLY! Haha;)
Night. Read on, Dorectioners. Love youXx
P.s next update soon, I promise:)
