Ch. 4. Just Go With It.
I ran my finger through Liam's messy brown hair, I miss doing that, I had gotten how soft it felt running in between my fingers. I've forgotten a lot of things about Liam. When we were playing dirty little secret he told some stuff I didn't know about, like his fear of spoons or he wanting to be a singer, he never mentioned any of that when we were friends. Maybe I wasn't that good of a friend toward Liam, we were very different growing up, we just sort of lost touch. Now he's crying and I have no idea why, truth be told I think he has a crush on that Zayn fella, I turn to look at him but he seemed to be in his own world. He's a real prick, calling me a bully for no freaking reason, okay maybe I'm not as nice as I could be with Liam but, truthfully, I don't know how to act around him anymore. We use to always joke around, Liam was always more sensitive than me but ever since high school we just stopped talking, I had my group of friends and Liam had his ... homework? I tried to get him to hang out with us at first, but he looked like a fish out of water, he was so uncomfortable around my friends. I don't know why.
"We should finish the game, eh? I mean, it's only Louis and Niall left," Harry said getting up and reaching for the hat. I reached for his hand, I regret putting in my secret now after what Zayn said.
"Just forget it," I said.
"No I want to hear it," Zayn said placing his legs on the table. I growled.
"Its stupid," I reached my hand for the hat but Harry pulled it further away. He took out the strips of paper and shoved them in his pants, I grimaced.
Harry wiggled his brows, "Come and get them."
"No, no! Not worth it." I shook my head, I could have sworn I saw Harry grimace.
Niall shrugged, "I'll do it." He shoved his hand down Harry's pants, holy hell! He really didn't just do that, Niall's face turned bright red as he moved his hand to find the paper.
"Niall?" Harry said suddenly.
"That's not paper."
"Then stop grabbing it," whoa, that's really weird. Niall pulled his hand out with the two strips of paper, that was the nastiest game of fishing I've ever seen.
"I miss my best friend." He read out loud, I gulp, I don't know why I put that. I do miss Liam but I don't wanted anyone else to know that, and what happen when he knows I said that. Its not like he'll become friends or anything. "That's not mine so ... Louis." My face started to turn red, I opened my mouth to say something but nothing came out, I had nothing to say. I couldn't very well tell Liam I've missed being his friend after all the crap I've put him through. I kept my mouth shut.
"Nothing to say now, Tomlinson?" Zayn spat from behind me, I didn't have enough energy to glare at him.
"Louis ... is ... are ... Is that me?" Liam stuttered, I wanted to tell him it was about him. That I've missed our sleepover days, and the time we went camping and I got scared so he held me in the tent. Or the time this kid was making fun of Liam's birthmarks and he felt so insecure about himself that I stood up in front of the all school telling him how amazing he is. I wanted to tell him I missed him so much some times I dream about the old times. I wanted so much, but instead I did the worse thing I possibly could.
"No, why would I miss you?" He flinched, I turned around and laid my head down, why am I so mean to him? Maybe Zayn's right, maybe I am a bully. I closed my eyes and let sleep take over me.
I woke up around ten o'clock and to the sound of laughing, I looked over seeing Zayn and Liam talking. Liam's hand carelessly on Zayn's thigh, my body tighten, why did that bothering me so much? Its not like they're doing anything, why should it bother me if they're doing anything anyway? I don't own Liam ... I wish I did. I stopped thinking, did ... do I really want Liam to be mine? I never liked boys, they were just friends to me but its not like I was chasing girls either. El was the only one I've ever dated and that wasn't great, what am I talking about? I don't like Liam, no, no, no. I just miss my friend.
Harry and Niall were taking but I could careless, I swear I saw Harry's green eyes flicker to me once or twice but I didn't make much of it.
I heard Liam chuckle, I haven't heard him laugh it such a long time. I got up looking at them, Liam's eyes were closed as he leaned down to laugh at whatever Zayn said. Zayn's face turned a soft red of pink, what did he say? I couldn't help but feel jealousy, Zayn is making Liam laugh, I use to make him laugh. I'm guessing Harry noticed I was awake because he got up and sat in front of me.
|Louis Tomlinson||as himself|
|Liam Payne||as himself|
|Zayn Malik||as himself|
|Niall Horan||as himself|
|Harry Styles||as himself|
|Josh Devine.||as Himself.|