Liam’s POV

I woke up with such a bad hangover. I didn’t realize I drank so much last night at the club. I don’t even know why I decide to go to the club anyways.

All I remember was drinking a beer and a couple of shots and the rest is a blur.

I look at my surroundings and sigh in relief that I’m home. How did I get home?

Questioning everything is making my head hurt more. I stink like alcohol and sweat.

But then I realize something.

Why the hell am I naked?

Fear runs through me and I slowly look beside me in bed.

Fuck, fuck, fuck!

A body figure is sleeping on the other side of the bed.

I’m praying that it’s Mia, it has to be Mia.

I don’t remember talking to her or seeing her last night but still, I don’t think I would slept with someone other than her.

I can’t see who it is because the blanket is over their body and half their head, plus their back is facing me. I get out bed and walk to the other side of the bed to get a glimpse of the person's face.

Oh my God.

This cannot be happening.

Fuck my life.

How could I let this happen?

My head seems to get worse.

I slept with Sophia.

What have I done?


Mia’s POV

I sat by my bedroom window and looked out into the beautiful view that I had.

I was very tired, but I didn’t bother on sleeping at all.

How could I when I didn’t stop crying only until an hour ago.

I think I’m out of tears because I want to shed more but I can’t.

I’m so hungry and yet I feel like eating is the last thing on my mind.

I don’t know if Liam is awake yet but I don’t want to find out. There’s no way I’m coming out this room anytime soon.

I’m sure I look terrible and I’m about to find out how I look soon enough because I do need to use the bathroom. But I don’t want to leave this spot.

Last night… something hit me good in the head.

I realize now that I have to accept what’s happened.

As much as my heart aches so much that I rather die than feel this pain, I have to ignore how I feel. It doesn’t matter what I feel. It’s never mattered.

I’m not here to fix myself.

I’m here to fix Liam.

If he wants to use me then fine.

I won’t argue- I will accept it.

The sooner I help him take care of his needs and help him see that he no longer needs me.

I will go.

I’m sure my feelings for him will go as well.

The longer I stay and pretend everything is OK, I will surely break, I know it.

I watch as birds fly together from tree to tree.

Why can’t I just be a bird?

I wish I could just fly away from here. Fly where my wings can take me.

I immediately think of my little sister Helen who used to tell me things like this. She used to always tell me she wanted to be a bird, that for one day she just wanted to see how high she could fly, how far she could go, and what it would look like from down below. Listening to her speak her mind always made me smile. I would listen and watch her use hand gestures as she spoke, letting her imagination explore.

I regret not wanting to spend time with her, saying mean things I didn’t mean. I was never myself when I was with Xavier.

I’d do anything to hear her voice. It’s been so long that I’m sure she sounds a bit different now.

I would cry right now if I could but as I said before, I can’t.

I miss my parents as well. I remember when mornings I didn’t want to wake up for school, my mom would make her delicious pancakes and the smell would wake me up instantly. I’d eat about four and she say ‘you and your pancakes’ and I would just smile sheepishly.

On every other weekend, my father would take me fishing with him. I loved fishing with my dad. It was the time when we woul bond together and we talk about everything.

I think the moment when I started giving attitude towards my parents and my father took Helen fishing with him instead of me one weekend because I was going to go out with Xavier… it was like a stab to the heart. I didn’t know that I was hurting dad’s feelings. He really enjoyed our father-daughter fishing days. I did too.

I wonder if he still goes fishing- if he takes Helen with him.

Lately I’ve been thinking of going back to them. I want to see them again.

After another ten minutes of just looking out at the trees and clouds, I get up and go the bathroom.

The moment I look into the mirror, I gasp.

I look horrible, so horrible.

If I’m going to pretend that everything is alright in front of Liam, I’m going to need to fix myself up a bit.

I take a hot shower and when I’m done, I blow dry my hair. I get my make-up bag and use foundation for under my eyes, it almost covers the bags. I use a different shade of powder foundation to give back the color I've lost on my face, I looked so pale before. I lightly put blush but don’t bother with mascara but put on lip balm for my cracked lips. I finally put my hair into a bun and change into simple jeans and a simple blue loose shirt.

As I was about to go sit on my bed, I found myself becoming lightheaded and I stumbled on my own feet. My legs gave out but my hands stop myself from falling face flat on the floor. I took a deep breather and tried to get my head to stop spinning.

After a few minutes of waiting to regain my balance, I was finally up from the floor.

I think I shouldn’t ignore my hunger any longer.

In a hurry I leave my room and walk fast down the hall, opposite from Liam’s room and go downstairs.

When I make it to the kitchen, I think of what to make myself.

I think a salad sounds good right now.

And that’s exactly what I ate.

As I was washing the glass bowl and fork that I used for my salad, I hear voices coming near. I knew it had to probably be coming from within the living room.

“Liam, you were the one who asked me to stay in the first place!” I hear a girl voice.

Not her again, please.

I continue to wash but still listen to the conversation.

“I was drunk Sophia!” Liam’s voice booms, he’s clearly frustrated.

So her name is Sophia… How does he know her? Wait, no, it’s none of my business.

“I thought you sobered up!” She says.

“Clearly I did not since I don’t remember a damn thing.”

“Why are you so upset about this?” Her voice comes out sad.

“Because it was a mistake!” Liam tells her and he sounds upset now.

“It didn’t seem to be a mistake to you when you told me you loved me after we had sex!”

I drop the bowl out of my hand and it makes a loud crashing sound as it falls into the sink.

“Oh my God,” I whisper to myself.

Just hearing her say that just… I have no words.

The pain returns to my chest and I feel like I can’t breathe.

He told her he loved her?

I start to question how long Liam has known this girl and if he has been seeing her behind my back and why didn’t he tell me.

I’m confused, hurt, mad, and sad.

“What?” Liam asks. Clearly there is shock in his voice.

“Yes, you told me you loved me and I asked if you were serious and you said ‘I’ve never been so sure in my life’. Now you’re taking it back?”

Goosebumps ran up my arms and I shivered at her quote from Liam.

“No, it’s just that I didn’t know I would say something like that. Sophia… I love you-“

And with that I left the faucet running and ran out upstairs without them both seeing me and went straight to my room. I closed the door and went straight to my phone and called to check the balance on my bank card and sure enough, the amount of money that Liam promised I would get once a week was there.

The next thing I did was look up train times to Cambridge.

It’s time to go home, my real home.



Liam’s POV

I’m frustrated, confused, tired, mad, and feel so stupid right now.

I can’t believe I’m in this situation right now.

“Yes, you told me you loved me and I asked if you were serious and you said ‘I’ve never been so sure in my life’. Now you’re taking it back?” Sophia looks like she’s about to cry.

“No, it’s just that I didn’t know I would say something like that. Sophia… I love you… but um, not in that way. I was feeling really down yesterday and being drunk made me do something really, really stupid and I’m sorry for that. We’ve known each other for so long, and catching up has been great but I can’t go down this road with you, I can’t. I love you as a friend, please, can you just understand? I’m sorry,“ I tell her.

“Is there someone else?” She asks me suddenly and I’m caught off guard.

“What?”

“Do you like someone?” She says.

“N-no?” I’m not lying but not telling the truth either.

“Then what’s the problem Liam? You’re single, I’m single? We know each other, we know each other’s past. Our families like each other. Why can’t it work?” She questions.

“Because I have to like you in order to date you!” I say frustratingly.

“I’ve done so much for you, ugh! I give up, whatever.” She shrugs and walks out of the living and out the front door.

I curse under my breath and sit down and try to stay calm.

How did things get so messed up?

How could I be so stupid?

What will Mia think if she finds out about this?

Mia!

I get up and run upstairs.

What am I going to say? Do I even tell her about Sophia? No, I shouldn’t. I’ll just apologize for overacting with the kiss between her and Harry. I don’t feel so mad anymore due to the mistake I just made last night.

If she found out about Sophia, I think she would feel hurt, that’s the last thing that I want.

Her door is closed and like before and I’m hoping she’s still asleep. I knock on it and wait for her to open it or ask me to come in.

My hand feels sweaty, my fingers twitch in anticipation, hoping things will OK.

“Mia?” I say loud enough for her to hear me but my voice is still gentle.

I hear small noises coming from inside, almost like stuff is being scrabbled around.

As I was about to knock once more, the door opens.

Notes

Didn't want to make you guys wait any longer for a chapter. I felt so bad that I made some of you guys cry, that was not my intention but I am touched that you guys were feeling Mia's pain.

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