Broken.
♥ Chapter 4 ♥
July 30, 2015 | 3:39 pm
Liam laid in the library floor emotionlessly staring at the bottle. This was the only thing that helped him forget. It helped him rid his mind of all the complex and painful thoughts he has.
He hated it. He hated what it did to him and what it had caused him to become but he needed it. It kept the memories away. The memory of her leaving, the memory of losing his grandpa, the memory of losing his family and friends.
He always wondered how the boys doing. Every time he heard one of Harry's songs come on the radio he couldn't help but remember all the times they had. He missed being able to perform and the rush it gave him. But those days were way behind him. The boys had forgotten him and no carried on their own lives.
He brought out his phone and scrolled to Harry's number. He was tempted to call him but he knew it was late. He threw his phone across the room. That's all behind him and he needs to move on he thought. He found himself opening a new bottle. All the memories are coming back and he needs to forget so he did what he thought was best, he drank his problems away. Again.
Liam laid in the library floor emotionlessly staring at the bottle. This was the only thing that helped him forget. It helped him rid his mind of all the complex and painful thoughts he has.
He hated it. He hated what it did to him and what it had caused him to become but he needed it. It kept the memories away. The memory of her leaving, the memory of losing his grandpa, the memory of losing his family and friends.
He always wondered how the boys doing. Every time he heard one of Harry's songs come on the radio he couldn't help but remember all the times they had. He missed being able to perform and the rush it gave him. But those days were way behind him. The boys had forgotten him and no carried on their own lives.
He brought out his phone and scrolled to Harry's number. He was tempted to call him but he knew it was late. He threw his phone across the room. That's all behind him and he needs to move on he thought. He found himself opening a new bottle. All the memories are coming back and he needs to forget so he did what he thought was best, he drank his problems away. Again.
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-L
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