Your Song
Chapter 9
I don't know where I am or what club me and Tom have ended up in. I lost Tom a few hours ago when we arrived as he spotted a girl he was determined to get with tonight. I was now on my own, very drunk and being chatted up by a decent looking guy at the bar.
‘So are you with anybody?’ The guy calls into my ear over the thumping music as he starts to move his hand on my thigh.
‘Actually I’m..’ I’m about to tell him I’m married but I stop myself as I suddenly realise how empty my ring finger feels. I look down at my hand and see that it’s empty of both rings. I must have left them at Harry’s. ‘I’m with a friend but I lost him.’
He smirks at me and points to my empty glass. ‘Fancy another?’ I know I should say no as I have passed my limit but I nod.
As he walks off down the bar in an attempt to get served I pull my phone out of my bag and slide my finger across the screen. 38 missed calls and 14 texts, all of them a combination from the 5 boys and Grace. I hover over the text message icon considering whether or not to reply to any of them.
‘Here you go darling.’ I slide my phone back into my bag as another drink is placed in front of me.
I smile a thank you and take a long sip of my drink. The stiff alcohol slides down my throat and the vodka burns it slightly. The drink goes to my head quickly and I start to sway in my seat. The guy I have been talking to holds my arms in an attempt to help but as he does he leans forward and places a sloppy kiss onto my lips.
It isn’t the type of kiss I’m used to from Liam or Harry. They are normally gentle or hard and passionate but this one is wet and messy. I don’t like it but I don’t pull away, the drink obviously controlling my behaviour.
His tongue forces its way into my mouth but a firm grasp on my arm is pulling me away. I’m only half aware of what is going on as I’m pulled through the club and into the cold night air. The air hits me like a brick wall and I realise how drunk I really am. The hand that was holding me has now let go and we are standing just out of view of the club.
I turn around and come face to face with Niall. His face is hard and his forehead creased in annoyance.
‘Do you have any idea what time it is Samii?’ Niall asks me with his hands on his hips. I roll my eyes at him and start to walk in the opposite direction back towards the club but I’m stopped once again by Niall.
‘You have been missing all day Samii. I have got better things to do then chase you around town, like be at home with my wife and Bella.’
I start to cry hard which surprises Niall as the events of this morning replay through my mind. ‘I did it Niall.’ I choke through tears.
Niall looks concerned and holds onto my arms to balance me. ‘Did what Samii?’
I don’t say anything and carry on crying. ‘Harry.’ Niall looks to the floor and shakes his head ashamed of me as much as I am of myself.
I’m suddenly surrounded by warmth as Niall places his jacket around my shoulders. ‘Let me take you home darling.’
I nod weakly and he starts to walk me to his car.
Niall holds my hand to keep my balanced as he leads me into my home. I can hear muffled talk as he leads me straight into the living room. Occupying all the seats are the 3 boys with Liam pacing in the middle of the room. All of the boys stand as I enter each one with the same expression of annoyance that they have been dragged out for my stupid antics. I don’t understand why they have to do everything as a group anyway. I glare at Harry as this is his fault anyway.
‘Get out.’ I slur as I stare at each boy individually excluding Liam. I stumble towards my bedroom desperate to feel the softness of my bed.
I struggle to stay standing as I remove my shoes and jewellery but my body soon gives up and I collapse onto the bed.
‘You’re a mess.’ Liam says behind me and he slams the door. His anger doesn’t scare me as I have had to put up with anger for a while now.
Liam walks around the bed so he is standing in front of me. He glares down at him and I stand up to show I’m not scared of him. Liam snatches my left hand up and pulls it close to his face. ‘Where the fuck are your rings?’ He grits his teeth at me.
I stutter trying to think of a lie to tell him but he grabs my other wrist and starts to slowly squeeze. I finding it hard to think as his grip tightens as he anticipates an excuse.
‘I left them at Grace’s.’ I wince but he doesn't let go at my answer.
‘You’re hurting me Liam.’ I only manage to whisper but I try again and shout this time. ‘LIAM STOP.’
Liam finally let’s go and I drop to the bed nursing my sore wrists, they will bruise and it would have been at the hands of the man that is supposed to keep me safe.
I stare up at Liam who is still stood over me. I can feel tears stinging the back of my eyes but I refuse to let them spill as I’m determined to show Liam he doesn't scare me.
I stand and stare into Liam’s eyes. They aren't the eyes I fell in love with. These eyes are cold and unloving. I walk around him and quickly change into something more comfortable before I pack some clothes into a small bag.
I walk to the bedroom door. I take one last look at Liam, he hasn't moved but his eyes are softer almost begging me not to walk away. I let one tear escape before walking out.
‘So are you with anybody?’ The guy calls into my ear over the thumping music as he starts to move his hand on my thigh.
‘Actually I’m..’ I’m about to tell him I’m married but I stop myself as I suddenly realise how empty my ring finger feels. I look down at my hand and see that it’s empty of both rings. I must have left them at Harry’s. ‘I’m with a friend but I lost him.’
He smirks at me and points to my empty glass. ‘Fancy another?’ I know I should say no as I have passed my limit but I nod.
As he walks off down the bar in an attempt to get served I pull my phone out of my bag and slide my finger across the screen. 38 missed calls and 14 texts, all of them a combination from the 5 boys and Grace. I hover over the text message icon considering whether or not to reply to any of them.
‘Here you go darling.’ I slide my phone back into my bag as another drink is placed in front of me.
I smile a thank you and take a long sip of my drink. The stiff alcohol slides down my throat and the vodka burns it slightly. The drink goes to my head quickly and I start to sway in my seat. The guy I have been talking to holds my arms in an attempt to help but as he does he leans forward and places a sloppy kiss onto my lips.
It isn’t the type of kiss I’m used to from Liam or Harry. They are normally gentle or hard and passionate but this one is wet and messy. I don’t like it but I don’t pull away, the drink obviously controlling my behaviour.
His tongue forces its way into my mouth but a firm grasp on my arm is pulling me away. I’m only half aware of what is going on as I’m pulled through the club and into the cold night air. The air hits me like a brick wall and I realise how drunk I really am. The hand that was holding me has now let go and we are standing just out of view of the club.
I turn around and come face to face with Niall. His face is hard and his forehead creased in annoyance.
‘Do you have any idea what time it is Samii?’ Niall asks me with his hands on his hips. I roll my eyes at him and start to walk in the opposite direction back towards the club but I’m stopped once again by Niall.
‘You have been missing all day Samii. I have got better things to do then chase you around town, like be at home with my wife and Bella.’
I start to cry hard which surprises Niall as the events of this morning replay through my mind. ‘I did it Niall.’ I choke through tears.
Niall looks concerned and holds onto my arms to balance me. ‘Did what Samii?’
I don’t say anything and carry on crying. ‘Harry.’ Niall looks to the floor and shakes his head ashamed of me as much as I am of myself.
I’m suddenly surrounded by warmth as Niall places his jacket around my shoulders. ‘Let me take you home darling.’
I nod weakly and he starts to walk me to his car.
Niall holds my hand to keep my balanced as he leads me into my home. I can hear muffled talk as he leads me straight into the living room. Occupying all the seats are the 3 boys with Liam pacing in the middle of the room. All of the boys stand as I enter each one with the same expression of annoyance that they have been dragged out for my stupid antics. I don’t understand why they have to do everything as a group anyway. I glare at Harry as this is his fault anyway.
‘Get out.’ I slur as I stare at each boy individually excluding Liam. I stumble towards my bedroom desperate to feel the softness of my bed.
I struggle to stay standing as I remove my shoes and jewellery but my body soon gives up and I collapse onto the bed.
‘You’re a mess.’ Liam says behind me and he slams the door. His anger doesn’t scare me as I have had to put up with anger for a while now.
Liam walks around the bed so he is standing in front of me. He glares down at him and I stand up to show I’m not scared of him. Liam snatches my left hand up and pulls it close to his face. ‘Where the fuck are your rings?’ He grits his teeth at me.
I stutter trying to think of a lie to tell him but he grabs my other wrist and starts to slowly squeeze. I finding it hard to think as his grip tightens as he anticipates an excuse.
‘I left them at Grace’s.’ I wince but he doesn't let go at my answer.
‘You’re hurting me Liam.’ I only manage to whisper but I try again and shout this time. ‘LIAM STOP.’
Liam finally let’s go and I drop to the bed nursing my sore wrists, they will bruise and it would have been at the hands of the man that is supposed to keep me safe.
I stare up at Liam who is still stood over me. I can feel tears stinging the back of my eyes but I refuse to let them spill as I’m determined to show Liam he doesn't scare me.
I stand and stare into Liam’s eyes. They aren't the eyes I fell in love with. These eyes are cold and unloving. I walk around him and quickly change into something more comfortable before I pack some clothes into a small bag.
I walk to the bedroom door. I take one last look at Liam, he hasn't moved but his eyes are softer almost begging me not to walk away. I let one tear escape before walking out.
Notes
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