Liam's POV
It was about 4 a.m and I was the only one up like usual. I had gotten up to the kitchen just to get myself some juice, then go back to bed. As I closed the fridge, I heard what sounded like somebody sobbing in the living room. I immediately went into the living room to find out who or what it was. I soon found myself staring at Aria who was sobbing on the couch. She was wrapped in a blanket and appeared to have nothing under it, which meant she had come from someone's room. If my senses told me right, that room was Harry's. I quickly approached her, sitting beside her. She was sobbing too hard to even noticed me. I gently placed a hand on her shoulder.

"Aria? What's wrong?" I asked her softly. She looked up at me for about half second, her eyes all red and puffy. She said nothing and went back to bawling her eyes out. I heaved a sigh and wrapped my arms around her, giving her a large bear hug. She held onto me tightly, her tears dripping onto my shoulder. I gently lifted the both of us up, guiding her to my room. I walked inside, shutting the door beside me. I sat her down on the bed and quickly grabbed one of my t-shirts from my suitcase. I tossed it at her, so she'd have something to wear.

"Here" I smiled slightly as she looked up at me and quickly slipped the shirt on over her bare body. I climbed onto the bed, holding my arms out to her, offering to let her cuddle. She quickly crawled over to me and placed herself in my arms. I pulled the covers over us, holding her tightly. She was still sobbing but not as loud.

Aria's POV
I had settled myself into Liam's grip comfortably. It felt nice to have has arms around me. I felt safe, but don't get me wrong, I was still torn about Harry's reaction. My sobbing had turned into light crying. I nuzzled my head into the crook of Liam's neck, embracing his warm body.

"Shhh..It's okay" I heard him say to me sweetly. I sniffled, slowing down my crying. I wiped my eyes the best that I could and kept myself snuggled against Liam. I didn't understand why he was being so nice to me...I thought all guys were dicks to be honest. Maybe I could learn to trust again, with Liam's help. I felt Liam's large hands trail up and down my back. The next thing I knew, I was drifting off into a deep sleep.

*a few hours later*

I woke up to the sound of Spongebob Squarepants on the tv in the living room. I slowly opened my still red and puffy eyes. I realized I was still in Liam's arms securely. He had stayed with me...How...sweet.

"You're awake!" He exclaimed. I giggled and nodded, then sat up slowly. I stretched and let out a loud yawn. I had wondered how long I had slept. I looked around the room for Liam's clock. It took me a few seconds to find it. I read "9:24" Wow. I had slept for like 5 hours. I felt his arms pull me down again. I laughed a little, looking up at him.

"What was that for?" I asked curiously.

"Don't leaveeee! I was comfortable" He said, smiling wide. I chuckled a little and laid back down next to him. I rubbed my swollen eyes gently, letting out another yawn. I leaned against Liam, starting to go deep into thought. What was I going to do about the whole Harry situation? I did NOT plan on talking to him anytime soon. Liam sat up, which meant it was time to get up, because I didn't want to be alone. I did the same and climbed off the bed, still in the huge t-shirt he gave me.

"I-I don't want to talk to Harry" I said to him, starting to tear up a little. He nodded and took my hand, pulling me out of the bedroom. I walked into the living area, being greeted by everyone, including Harry. I rolled my eyes and went into the kitchen to get a piece of fruit or something. I heard footsteps and figured it was Liam. I turned around quickly with my banana.

"Hey Li-" I stood there face to face with him.
It was Harry.... I felt him grab me and kiss me hard. I quickly pushed him off, disgusted.

"Fuck off!" I yelled, storming out of the suite, into mine and Lizzy's room.