Saved By Liam Payne

I open my eyes, the sun beaming in from the window. As I sit up I hear something crumble under my hand. When I lift it up, I see a small piece of paper with Liam's neat handwriting.

Love,

We had to go to the srudio early this morning. We should be back around 4 or 5. We have things to talk about when we get back, so don't leave just yet :) See you soon. I love you.

Liam xxx

He's so adorable. I wonder what he needs to talk to me about. Harry and Niall probably told him about our awkward-I don't what to call it. Awkward no clothes session. No, that sounds extremely weird. Awkward nude party? Yea that sounds about right. I'm hungry. I'm always hungry, there's no surprise there. I just hope somebody went and got food before they left. I don't feel like starving until they get back. Which reminds me, what time is it? Two-thirty. Eh, there still a few hours to kill.

I walk down the steps and into the kitchen. I open the pantry and find nothing. Goddamn them for making me go to the store.

I get ready and grab Liam's keys off his dresser. As I'm walking out the door I realize I need money to get food. Cue facepalm. I run back in and grab my wallet, finally I leave after I make sure I have everything.

You know, it's weird. I've gone about fifteen hours without talking. This is cool. I should see how long I can go. Thank god my teacher in eighth year forced me to take a sign language class. This is going to be fun.

I grab two boxes of lucky charms. One for Niall and one for me. I grab some other stuff also. Including something to make for dinner tonight. I feel like cooking. When I'm finally done, I walk up to the cashier. What if she doesn't know sign language? Wait, I don't even need to talk anyway. Oh well. I pay and walk out the door, going to Liam's car. I drive home and put everything away except the lucky charms. I grab a bunch of multicoloured sharpies and write on the boxes.

BEWARE. DO NOT TOUCH UNLESS YOU WANT YOUR HAND GNAWED OFF. GNAWED! LOVE, MEG XX

Then I move onto Niall's.

HERE'S YOUR STUPID LUCKY CHARMS YOU IRISH LEPRECHAUN. I JUST WASTED £5 ON THESE SO YOU BETTER LIKE THEM YOU DIPSHIT. LOVE YOU, MEG XX :)

I put them away and grab some crisps, slumping down on the couch. I switch the tele on and watch some Supernatural. I fricken love this show. Oh Dean Winchester, I'd tap that ass before Bobby could say idjit.

"Hey Meg." I scream and roll off the couch.

"Jesu-" I slap a hand over my mouth as I remember I can't talk.

"Uh, Meg, you okay?" Liam asks, raising an eyebrow.

I just nod in response. I raise my hand, holding up my pinky and then tap my pointer finger on my other one. Finally I touch four fingers to my chin three times. Saying, I can't talk.

"Wait, is that sign language? Niall!" He calls out as Niall runs in the room.

"You know sign language right?" Liam says and Niall nods with a mouthful of Lucky Charms.

I repeat the gesture and Niall quickly swallows his cereal.

"Why?" He asks me and I just shrug.

"Thanks for the Lucky Charms by the way." He smiles. I touch my hand to my lips, moving them down, saying you're welcome.

"What did she say?" Liam asks, impatiently.

"Oh, just that she can't talk." He says, shoving some more cereal into his mouth and walking back to the kitchen.

"Well, Megan, we need to talk." Liam says, sitting on the couch.

"Okay. Well, when we went to the studio, they gave us some news. Then the boys and I talked afterwards." He starts.

I start making gestures, forgetting he doesn't know sign language. I would stop but I am determined to continue my strike against speaking!

"Niall! Come be our translator." He yells. Niall waltz's out here and slumps on the couch in front of me. I do the gestures once again and he watches.

"She says, if this is about last night, it wasn't really my fault. They snuck up o-hey! Woah! No bro. Just no. He doesn't need to know about that." Niall says, not finishing.

"Know what?" Liam asks but we ignore him. I make some more gestures, Niall watching intensely.

"No he doesn't!" He says, answering my question of he doesn't know?

"Oh forget it." I say, all that sign language is tiring.

"You can talk? What the hell!" Niall exclaims.

"Yea. I was just seeing how long it could go without saying a word." I smile innocently.

"Well, you can leave Niall." Liam says and Niall walks out.

"As you were saying." I implore him to continue.

"Well, I'm just gonna cut to the chase. We have to go back on tour." He says, grasping his hands together.

"Oh. Well, I'll still get to see you though. So I mean-" I say, smiling but it drops once I see Liam give me a sympathetic look.

"I won't see you. Will I?" I state sadly and he just looks down at his feet.

"Well, how long?" I ask but silence is my answer.

"How long?" I repeat, slower and more harsh.

"A few months." He says, avoiding my eyes.

"Where?" I start asking him questions.

"South America, North America and Canada." He responds.

"When are you leaving?" I ask anothe question.

"Tomorrow." He mumbles under his breath.

"T-Tomorrow?" I stutter and he nods.

"And it never occurred to you that I might want to know this?" I say loudly.

"Did it occur to you that I need to know if you're leaving me alone for months on end? I mean, how long have you kept this from me?" I ask, standing up.

"Not long. I wanted to tell you, I did. I just-It always slipped my mind." He exclaims.

"How? How does that slips your mind? You're leaving for tour tomorrow. How does that slip your mind?" I ask in disbelief.

"I-I don't know. Megan, I'm sorry." He apologizes. I turn and walk through the house.

"I'm guessing he told you." Harry says, turning the corner.

"Yea. He did. I'm mad at all of you. None of you idiots told me. You all knew all along and you never freaking told me!" I snap, walking to the front door, opening it.

"Wh-Where are you going?" Liam asks behind me.

"For a walk." I spit, shutting the door behind me and walking off.

Maybe I'm overreacting a bit. But I'm not like others. I can't be alone. Bad things end up happening when I'm alone. It's not good when I'm left alone. Especially for months! See, if Liam had told me sooner, I could've made plans with Laney. But she's gone fer Germany already. Stupid family reunion. So that leaves me one choice.

I walk the familiar path and open the door to the flat I haven't been to in a long time. I walk inside, looking around.

"Mum?" I call out.

"Megan? Is that you?" She asks, walking out of the kitchen.

"Hi." I smile as she comes over, giving me a hug.

"How are you sweety?" She asks, smiles.

"I'm good. Hey mum, do you think I could stay here a while?" I ask a bit awkwardly.

"Of course. But why? Are you and Delaney alright?" She asks, furrowing her eyebrows.

"Yea, we're fine. But-uh-well, I'm not staying with her anymore. Plus she left for Germany." I say.

"Where have you been staying?" She asks.

"Uh. Well, you see-uh. Niall found me and took me back there. Liam saw me and yea. Uhm-how do I put this. Well, we're kind of-dating now." I explain.

"What! That's great!" She smiles.

"Wait, no that's not. Why are you here then?" She asks cautiously.

"Well, he decided just now to tell me that they're leaving for tour tomorrow." I say.

"Well, that's not a big deal." She says.

"Mum. I won't see then for months. They're going to South and North America and Canada." I say.

"Oh. Well, that's a big deal. He didn't tell you until now?" She asks in disbelief and I shake my head.

"That was the problem. He knew this whole time and didn't tell me. I mean, come on." I say.

"They all knew and never told me." I say quietly.

"How about you spend the night over there-" I start to protest but she holds her hand up, continuing what she was saying.

"Just until tomorrow. Then you can go back to being mad at them. I mean, it's the last night you get with them for a while. Go spend it with them. Then you can come back. Okay?" She smiles and I sigh, nodding.

"I'll be back tomorrow then. And don't expect me to be happy about this." I point accusingly at her.

"Alright. You have the right to be mad when you come back. Now get your butt out of here. Go. Shoo." She ushers me out the door. I roll my eyes, sighing as I walk out. I walk down the street and I was in sight of their flat. Key word, was.

Now, I'm in the trunk of a car, my hands and feet duct taped along with my mouth. Fuck my life.

Notes

Oh no. Here we go again. What do you think happened? Comment and let me know. I was gonna update sooner but my best friend flew down from texas so I've been busy. But she's leaving tomorrow. Anyway, it's like 2:20 am so goodnight.