Past and Present

LIAM’S P.O.V.

By the beginning of the next day, I had completely forgotten what happened that day. It’s Coke’s birthday and I was going to go over to her house for a party this afternoon.

“Happy birthday babe,” I kissed her on the lips as I saw her at school.

“Awwww,” she pouted, “no present?”

I chuckled, “It’s a surprise for this afternoon.”

She smiled that beautiful smile, “see you this afternoon?”

“You got it,” I smiled back as we both went to our classes.

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I got in my car, the present right beside me. I was about to start driving when my phone buzzed.

It’s a text from Sammy.

Come over 2 my house right now. 293 Beechwood Drive.

No way… Not now… I have to be at Cokes…

Not now ok? Some other time

She texted back right away.

20 mins and the pics will be posted. It’s up to u.

I cursed under my breath. Why the fuck did I ever agree to this? I promised Coke I’ll be there… But….

I gripped the steering wheel tightly as I turned towards Beechwood Drive. I’m doing the right thing, I told myself under my breath. I can’t let Coke’s birthday be ruined like this with a few pictures.

The roses and teddy bear for Coke sat beside my seat untouched.

COLEN’S P.O.V.

I smiled as I picked out my pink sparkly party dress and straightened my hair. I want to look good so when Liam comes through the door, he will be surprised.

I hummed happily as I put on pink lipstick and mascara. I smiled back at myself from the mirror, I look great.

The doorbell rang, I ran to get it. Rachel appeared in the doorway. I hugged her as she said happy birthday and put my present on the table. My heart faltered a little since I was expecting Liam, but I’m sure he will come soon.

One after one, the guests came. One after one, I felt more disappointed. Liam still wasn’t here, and the party’s already going to start soon.

I waited and waited. My old friends came along, greeting me with happy birthdays. I forced a smile. Liam still isn’t here.

I slowly walked into the washroom and sat down against the wall. I choked down a sob.
He’s not coming.

I buried my face in my hands as I cried. My makeup streamed down my cheeks along with the tears.

Why isn’t he here? He promised…

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