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Chapter Fifteen: Same Mistakes
The look on their faces was priceless and I probably would've laughed in any other situation. Unfortunately, this was the wrong time to joke. Liam had obviously been keeping something from me, something important to him and he hadn't told me. It could be something bad, it could be something amazing. Maybe he's a serial killer or he's apart of a gang and he's the leader. Yeah, the leader of One Direction, the most dangerous gang in all shady parts of Senton Hill.
But you know, One Direction sounds more like a boyband name.
"Well?" I crossed my arms, raised an eyebrow and tapped my foot impaciently. All telltale signs of a pissed girlfriend.
"I - uh -" Liam couldn't grasp words as he rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly, looking to his friends for assistance. I looked over at them expectently and they just pursed their lips whilst looking away.
I huffed and threw my arms up in exaggeration. "You know, I can just assume the worst. You guys are killers trying to cover up a murder and rape or something, you obviously use 'One Direction' as some sort of code name and -" I saw their amused looks and stopped. "Well, you know you could just tell me, right!?"
"Summer..."
"Liam." He rolled his eyes at me and reached out to grab my hand. His eyes pleaded with me as I looked into them, they looked so vulnerable.
"You can tell me anything, Liam." I said quietly, dropping to sit on the bed next to him. He nodded and bit his lip. I internally shook my head and brought my eyes back to his. He looked to the boys smiled warily.
"Can you guys give us a minute?"
They each nodded and Niall gave him an apologetic look before exiting the room.
"I'm sorry if you feel left out, but I didn't want you to treat me any differently." He sighed looking down, anywhere but me. I placed a tender hand on his cheek and stroked it gently.
"You can tel me, Liam. My opinion of you won't change." I said lightly, hoping to make him feel better.
He blew out a long breath then looked me directly in the eye. "Last year, whilst in England, I tried out for this competition known as the Xfactor. Have you heard of it?" He asked a nervous gleam in his eye.
I furrowed my brows and pursed my lips. I shook my head, never had I ever heard of that. The 'Xfactor', hmm...
"It's a competition," he explained. "For singing. It's a TV show where you audition for a competition where you keep going up until you get voted out. If you win you get an amazing recording deal and you win the competition. It's been my dream since I was a kid." He smiled nostalgicly as he though back to his younger days.
"Anyway, during this time, I went in solo. There was this point where Simon Cowell, a harsh judge, and the main singer from the Pussycat Dolls brought me and those other four guys out there. They told us we were too good to let us go and decided to put us in a group. We were then officially a boyband of the Xfactor."
I nodded my head slowly, trying to understand what he was trying to tell me. He went on a singing competition on TV and then got put in a boyband in England. Okay.
"Go on."
He chuckled nervously and brought a hand up to his hair. "Well, this is the difficult part, Summer. We gained more and more fans everytime we performed. It was amazing, the experience of being on stage, to have people love your singing. It was mesmorising. But, this show, you have to know is an international live show, it has been seen all over the world so a lot of people knew about us.
"We got to the third place in the competition and were happy we made it that far, yet it didn't seem enough. We wanted to win, we wanted out name in big, flashing lights. But we couldn't have that. Not too long after, Simon called us all into his office. He offered us a record deal and told us we were going to be big.
"We jumped at the opportunity, we were completely ecstatic."
He closed his eyes for a second, then reopened them.
"We are now the biggest boyband inthe entire world. Our name is One Direction and only about two or three weeks ago did we release our first single, 'What Makes You Beautful'.
I thought about what he said for a moment, they were the biggest boyband in the world, there first song is 'What Makes You Beautiful' ... wasn't that by One Perfection? Or ... Oh my God.
I pulled out my phone slowly and saw Liam eye me curiously as I searched for what I was looking for.
I hit the play button and listened intently, keeping the volume quiet incase other pationets were sleeping.
"You're insecure, don't know what for
You turnin' heads when you walk through the-"
I hit the 'exit' button and placed phone in my bag. I sat down slowly next to Liam and couldn't form words.
He was famous?
"Summer, please say some -"
"How come I didn't know?"
"I specifically was told that if I wanted to finish school, I'd have to go to a more remote location where people didn't tune into the British Xfactor on youtube for every show." He explained wearily.
I bit my lip and felt like laughing, crying, hyperventilating, passing out. I felt like doing a lot of things, but the only thing on my mind right now is sleep and I could feel the major exhaustion kick in.
"I - I'm going to go home and sleep. I'll come back tomorrow." I said slowly, not sure if I was doing the wrong thing. I mean, he was attacked by my rapist and then stabbed. He's in hospital and I'm not even staying there with him. I went to walk away, not looking at him as I went around the bed.
"Summer, wait -uh" He leant forward and grabbed my hand, but managed to fold his wound. I turned around and settled him back down. I may be conflicted, but I can tell you I wasn't about to let him rip open his stitches.
"I just need time, Liam." I said in a quiet voice, brushing his hair back. He was in a freaking boyband! I reluctantly got up and went to the door. As I grasped the handle, Liam whispered.
"I love you, Summer." I looked back at him and did the worst thing I could've possibly done.
I nodded.
And left.
As I walked out I noticed all the boys huddled up and talking. I tried to creep away from them, but to no avail. They all spun around with nervous smiles.
"Summer, we're sorry you didn't know -" Harry started, but I put up a hand and stopped him.
"It's fine I just need to go home and sleep it off. Good night guys." They all whispered 'good nights' and I heard them begin to walk back inside.
"Wait." They spun around and looked at me expectantly.
"Take care of him." I whispered. They nodded in approval before walking inside. Niall lingered outside the door and sauntered to where I stood spacing off.
"Did you need a lift?" He asked with his cute Irish accent. I shook my head and held up my keys, smiling but with tired eyes.
"I'm fine." I replied.
"You'll fall asleep at the wheel. Allow me." He insisted, snatching the keys out my hand and ushering me out the door.
I really hoped I didn't hurt Liam too much.
But what had I gotten myself into?
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Hey guys! Not very long, I know, I'm sorry D:
But yeah, umm, about the next chapter .... didn't want Liam's POV, Summer's POV or both or whaaat?
Cause I'll do what ever you suggest :) If you guys comment what you want, I'll start writing the chapter and have it up to you soon!
I start my three month holidays in ONE DAYS. Well, half a day, I have an exam tomorrow and then I have officially finished year eleven!! :') YAY!
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