Liam’s POV

“Had a good time with you tonight Payno,” Niall grins as he pulls up into his driveway.

“Me too mate, me too,” I nod with a smile. Niall can really make sure you have good time with him even if you don’t want to – that’s me. I really did enjoy my night at the charity event, it had a lot of nice people including Oprah, and she is a very warm hearted woman, very generous. The music and food was great.

Though I didn’t have a bad time tonight, I was still anxious to get home to see Mia. I missed her all night even when I tried not to think about her, it was hard. I shouldn’t feel this way about her but I do, I feel like a part of me will never want to let her go but I know that one day when my heart is fixed, I will have to.

She hasn’t text me and it’s already midnight. My first thoughts were maybe she fell asleep early and forgot to let me know she was doing alright but somehow I didn’t really believe it.
We both got out of the car and gave Niall a hug and told him I would talk to him soon. When I opened my car door, he called my name from his doorsteps.

“Have fun with Mia!” He winks and I roll my eyes. “I don’t believe that you guys are just friends, how can you not mess around with her? She’s hot mate!”

“Watch it Nialler,” I warn teasingly and he does his signature laugh.

We say goodbye then I hop in the car and drive home.

All I want to do when I get home is to sleep. If Mia is awake I’ll just want to kiss her and maybe even cuddle too.

When I pull up to my house, the happy mood I was for tonight is replaced with anger.

What the hell is Harry’s car doing here?

Why didn’t Mia tell me he was here?

Is he the reason why she didn’t text me because she’s spending time with Harry?

The idea of Harry being with her alone just sets me off. I hit my stirring wheel and park my car. I won’t admit I’m jealous even when I know I am - I can’t help it.

I literally run to the entrance of my mansion and quickly get out of my keys and open the door.

“Mia?” I call but it sounds like yelling.

It’s quite, too quite. I look in the living room, kitchen, and dining room but find no one. God I hope they are not upstairs. My heart is racing as I run upstairs. Again, it’s quite. I search her room first and find it empty. I doubt they are in any of the guest bedrooms so I go back downstairs.

The entertainment room.

I speed walk down the hall, take turns until I hear the beautiful laughter that I love. I can also hear Harry’s laughter. I slow my pace and let myself calm down a bit.

But it turns quiet again. I take a step into the room and don’t seem them. What? I heard them.

I walk in and look around and literally feel my heart stop.

I clench my fists and I glare at them both. I can feel my face turning red with anger.

“What the fuck!” I yell at them both.

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Mia’s POV

- Before Liam’s Arrival -

“Don’t be stupid Harry,” I shake my head.

“What? All I’m saying is that Star Wars is not better than Star Trek!” He argues.

Harry and I have been watching movies and talking all night, it’s been real fun, I’m really grateful to call him my friend.

We were taking a break on watching movies at the moment - we sat on the long theater couches.

“You’re crazy! Star Wars is way better!” I cross my arms.

We were arguing over which movie was better and let’s say this has been going on for about half an hour.

He rolls his eyes but smirks at me

He laughs and smirks. “Yeah, yeah, whatever.”

I smile because he knows I’m right.

“Aww look at your pink dot socks,” Harry says randomly in baby voice. I look down at the socks on my feet and smile bigger. Liam bought a couple of pairs like them for me when we went to the mall.

“Thanks,” I laugh.

He pulls my feet onto his lap and looks at the socks then his fingertips touch the bottom of my foot and I try to jerk my feet away. I’m very ticklish on my feet.

He laughs and looks up at me. “Are you ticklish?”
I bit my bottom lip and shake my head.

“Oh OK then I guess it won’t matter if I do this then…” Then he starts to tickle my feet and I start laughing hard while my eyes shut closed.

“S-stop H-harry!” I squeal and laugh.

“Nope!” He continues to laugh along.

“I h-hate y-you!” I try to say.

The tickling stops and I open my eyes to look at him. Before I can ask him what’s wrong, he tackles me down flat on the couch until he’s on top of me.

“You don’t hate me,” he whispers, his eyes looking deeply into mine.

“I know,” I try to breath and it suddenly feels hotter in here.

“Mia… you really are a beautiful girl,” he tells me and my cheeks flush red.

“Um, thank you?” Unsure how to answer.

Harry’s next move leaves me speechless and stunned.

He kisses me.

On the lips.

His lips were so gentle yet the kiss itself felt so powerful.

And what frightened me most about this situation.

I let him kiss me.

I knew it was bad idea to let him come over.

When I was about to push him away and tell him we couldn’t do this, that I couldn’t do this, especially to Liam, my heart jumped out of chest as both Harry and I were startled by an angry voice.

“What the fuck!” I hear his voice.

Within a second Harry is off me and stands up and looks at the source of the yelling. I see his eyes widen and I know he’s frighten.

This can’t be happening.

I stand up as well and look immediately at Liam.

When our eyes meet my heart nearly breaks. He’s angry, no, he looks furious. I don’t know what to do or say at the moment except let him yell at us.

“What are you doing here, Harry?” He says furiously taking his eyes off me and looks at Harry now.

“I, um, I didn’t want Mia to uh, to be alone-“

“So you wanted to mess around with her instead?!” He yells.

“No! I mean, we were just having fun, wait no that’s not what I meant! Shit! Look, we were just-“ Harry gets cut off by Liam.

“I don’t want to hear it!” He hisses. I’m trembling, I really am, I’m scared of this Liam.

“I think I should go then…” Harry tells Liam but looks at me. I look away from him. I can’t believe he kissed me. I’m disappointed at his actions and at mine.

“No why don’t you stay and finish up with Mia,” he insists in a sarcastic tone.

“Liam…” I finally speak. My voice comes out soft and frightened.

“Don’t!” He warns me not to continue. Even though he’s angry right now, I know he must feel betrayed. I don’t know what he’s thinking of me now but I bet it’s not good.

Liam glares at Harry and I before stomping out of the room. I run after him soon after.

“Liam!” He doesn’t look back.

“Liam please!” He doesn’t respond and continues to walk away.

“I’m sorry!” My words finally get him to stop walking and I bump into his back. He turns to look at me.

His face expression still holds anger and but now there's also sadness.

“You’re sorry? No, you aren’t. I bet this is what you wanted from the beginning! You wanted to get close to me so you could be with Harry!” He yells right in my face.

I gasp at his response. “How can you say that? You know why I’m here, I’m here for you Liam!” I yell back at him.

He shakes his head and glares at me.

“Yeah, I’m not so sure anymore. I knew this would happen! You know what? Louis was right, he was fucking right about you.”

His words hurt me more than anything. I can’t believe this.

Tears form in my eyes. I can feel my chest aching, I feel something die in me. I feel so low right now, I feel like nothing.

“You don’t mean that,” my voice cracks.

“I do. Just leave me alone, go be with fucking Harry, I don't care,” he says. He turns around and walks away and I don’t follow him.

I’m left stunned, hurt, frozen, frightened, and most of all, broken.

I’m sure Harry seems confused to why Liam is so angry about the kiss. If only he knew why. I wasn’t going to tell him, in fact, I wasn’t going to speak to him, not now. I just want to be alone. I can already feel the tears falling down the sides of my face.

I lean against the wall and slow slide down it and cover my face with my hands and cry.

I hear footsteps emerge and hoping it to be Liam's, it’s not.

“I’m sorry Mia,” Harry says sadly but I don’t bother looking up at him.

“Just leave please,” I can barely make out. I hear him sigh and hear his footsteps fade away.

I don’t understand the ache that I’m feeling right now, it bothers me so much. I shouldn’t feel so hurt by this but I do. I wish I couldn’t feel anything at this moment. I wish I could stop feeling as though I’m big screw up. I wish I could just do something right.

I hold myself and continue to cry for what feels like forever.

What am I going to do? Will Liam forgive me for this? What’s going to happen now?

Liam’s words flood through my mind.

‘Louis was right, he was fucking right about you.’

Maybe he was.

Notes

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