And It All Comes Out

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A/N: Fair warning, there's a bit of language in this one. And some drama and feels so just a warning to prepare yourselves.

Liam POV

One minute I was joking around with Claire, the next her face was pale as a ghost. I was about to ask her what was wrong when she started talking. “Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit.” She mumbled ducking behind me.

This was really weird. Claire was always super confident and now she was shying away from something, or someone. I scanned the room quickly but didn’t really see anything. Turning back to her I looked into her eyes, trying to decipher her. “What’s wrong?” I murmured under my breath to her, trying to figure out what happened. She opened her mouth to answer but then her eyes went even wider and a voice cut her off.

“Claire.” The silky smooth voice came from behind me. “Long time, no see, yeah?” He had a cocky smirk on his face and I had to fight the urge to smack it off of him. Claire finally seemed to find her voice, well at least some of it.

“Er, yeah…” She said quietly. Just then they called our drink order, and she shot her a smug look. “Still a vanilla latte with almond milk?” He asked, it was like he was trying to be nice but it just sounded so condescending. She nodded quietly, seeing vibrant, ‘I-don’t-take-shit-from-anybody’ Claire like this made me really upset so I decided to turn the tables on this guy- whoever the hell he thought he was.

I smoothly wrapped my arm around her waist, while she jumped a bit from the sudden contact and probably nerves, she didn’t complain. I shot her a look that said go with it before acting next. “Well, it was nice to see you.” I said fakely to this guy.

I turned to Claire before speaking again. “Lets go get our drinks babe.” I pressed a quick kiss to the side of her temple, hoping he’d get the message. She nodded and was starting to revert back to her old self. “Alright darling.” She replied, giving my sides a squeeze before we started walking away.

“See you around. Maybe.” She called over her shoulder to the mystery bloke and his shell shocked expression and slack jaw made this one hundred percent perfect. We walked over to the barista and grabbed our drinks before heading back outside to our table. The blondie seemed to sort of figure out what happened and made his way back to his own table, one that contained a girl at it too, I might add.

I held her by the waist until we reached our table and pulled out her chair for her in case he was still watching. Now it was time for explanation.

I took a slow sip of my tea, silently regarding her and the current situation. "So..." I said slowly. "Want to explain who that was?" I asked. I watched as she bit her lip, something I noticed she did when she was thinking or nervous.

"It's a long story." She said quietly. "I've got time." I said inviting her to continue. She let out a sigh before running a hand through her hair. The sun caught it and it shone golden in the late August heat.

"We dated. Me and that bloke back there. His name is Anderson. Anderson James and we dated for a year and a half back at uni." She explained. I was dying to know why she was so terrified around him but I knew I had to let her tell me on her own.

"I loved him. He was my first real boyfriend, y'know?" She let out a humorless laugh next, almost bitter sounding. "He was my best friend, besides Perrie and the girls, and we were practically inseparable. Everyone thought we'd get married but then in my junior year he cheated on me with the school slut." She took a sip of her latte to regain some composure. I could tell she was still pretty upset about it.

"I'm sorry he did that." I said quietly. "He looks like an ass though." I added which caused her to crack a small smile. "Thanks. And thanks for what you did back there. That was really appreciated." I could feel my face grow a bit warm but hers was heating up as well so I didn't feel as awkward.

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