Just leave him || Liam Payne||
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"Oh mom, I miss you. I need your advise. How do you know if someone really loves you?" I hear a car door open and shut, turning my head I see Liam.
"What are you doing here?" I ask him as he walks up to me.
"Chelsea said you might be here," he said sitting across from me. I groan.
"Oh," I say looking back at the tombstone.
"I think we need to talk about this Grace, I don't want to believe you made some lie to get me home early," I raise an eyebrow at him.
"Really? You really honestly think that, Liam?" I start to shout.
"What do you want me to believe, Grace? That some girl just decided to call you off my phone and tell you that she's kidnapping me?" He shouts back.
"Stop yelling in front of my mother. She would've kicked you ass and believed me," I cross my arms over my chest.
"Grace, stop it. Stop! There was no girl. There is only you. I only love you. I want only you. No one else has my attention but you. You know that!" he stands up and turns toward his car.
"I'll be at the house when you decide that you're done with this whole thing," he says walking away. I watch as he speeds away.
"I have to go mom. I'm sorry you had to hear that. I promise he is a good guy, but we're having a rough time right now. I'll explain later tonight because me and Chelly have something special planned. I love you," I say kissing my hand and blow her a kiss.
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Grace is in love with Liam, but their relationship is stressful one due to him going on tour for a long time. Once he comes home he believes Grace has cheated on him. Read on to find out if she did.
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