I tell Liam everything. And by the end of my tremendous story, my cheeks are drenched with tears.

"I'm so sorry Ariana." He sighs.

"I'm sorry to." I admit.

"For what?" He asks.

"For everything. I knew about that they had a thing and I didnt wanna tell you because you would have bwwn hurt and I couldnt see you hurting." I say.

"But Ariana, if you would have told me, you wouldnt have been hurting, or none have this would have happened." Wow. He has a point.

I tell him I'm coming to see them. We end our conversastion and say our goodbyes.


Is Niall alright? What if he's cutting? My mind races at the thought but I ingore it. I'm done with him.