Save You Tonight

Elizabeth used to be a normal girl, until her parents died in a car accident. She became more silent, and pushed anyone that tried to help her away. A friend of the family was the only one capable of helping her. She started living with her grandmother, and she seemed to be recovering, but her grandmother caught a disease and passed away. She moved alone, left Zayn and became a totally different person. She thought everything was over for her, that her life wouldn't make sense anymore, until one day, she meets a guy, that changes her life forever.


7. Kiss Me


“Could you just leave me the fuck alone?” I said rudely.


“No, unless until you let me explain” she said begging.


She turned around and pushed the button that stopped the elevator. 


“What the hell are you doing!? And explain what!? I’m not a robot Liz, I have feelings. Do you even know how bad it felt when you left me for him!?” I yelled trying to get the elevator moving again, but she wouldn’t let me press the button.


“Do you know how bad it felt to leave you for him!?” she shouted back at me “Do you have any idea what he did to me that night!?”


“I don’t fucking care! I just want you to leave me alone. Don’t you dare speak to me again; I don’t even want to see you! I knew it was wrong to be around you but I just couldn’t help it. I thought you could change, with me! But of course no, you had to be so fucking selfish!”


Tears were streaming down her face now. She opened her mouth as if to say something but she just closed it again. She looked me in the eyes and I could see my words had hurt her deep. I didn’t really mean to, but words just flooded out of my mouth and I couldn’t stop them. I felt tears burning behind my eyes too but I wouldn’t let them come out. She stared at me like that for a few seconds, but then she just turned around and pressed the button again so that the elevator would start moving. It didn’t. 


“Shit” I heard her whisper under her breath. 


“Move aside” I said rudely though I didn’t mean to.


She did as I said and I pressed the button, but it wouldn’t work. Great, just what I was missing. 



Elizabeth’s P.O.V


When Liam pressed the button and the elevator didn’t move it felt so awkward. Now I was stuck in here with him. I walked to the corner of the elevator and pushed my back against the wall. I slided down and wrapped my arms around my legs. I kept sobbing quietly into my knees. Those words he said to me, how he said he never wanted to see me again were hanging in my mind. I didn’t dare looking up; I should’ve left him alone when he told me to. Now he was stuck in this stupid elevator with me, and it was my entire fault. I don’t know how much time had passed but I had stopped crying when he broke the silence and asked if I had my phone with me. 


“No, I left it at Zayn’s coffee table.” I replied but still didn’t look up. He just sighted. 


At least half an hour more passed when he started talking again.


“Listen Liz, I’m really sorry for what I said before. I just lost it.”


I looked up and he was staring at me. His eyes were bloodshot and I could definitely tell he had been crying too. His face was sad. I had never seen him like this and it killed me inside. I don’t know how or why, but next thing I know is I started spitting words out. About how my whole life had been until this very moment, right there in the elevator.


“I was born the 11th of July in Argentina. I moved to the UK when I was ten. I didn’t speak much English and nobody wanted to be friends with me. And then Zayn came. He was my only and best friend. We would do everything together. When I turned fifteen my parents were involved in a car accident, and they didn’t make it. I got really depressed. I started drinking and smoking weed. I cut myself too. I was about to overdose once, I just wanted the pain to stop. But I couldn’t, because of Zayn. He helped me. He literally saved my life. I was sent to live with my grandmother and everything seemed to be getting better. But then, my grandmother passed away too. I couldn’t commit suicide, I was too much of a coward. Zayn was already famous by the time and he wasn’t around whenever I needed him anymore. But I knew he couldn’t save me by now so I just left. Left everything and everyone behind and just started over again. But it wasn’t a good start. I would just work as a waitress during the week and go out at weekends. Having one night stands. You’re probably thinking I’m a slut right now, and you know what, I probably am. But who cares? And then, you came along. I knew I liked you from the moment I saw you, I just wouldn’t admit it to myself. I thought I had blocked myself from feeling anything at all. But much as I wanted to deny it I just couldn’t. I could feel my life getting better already, and then all of a sudden Zayn appeared too. I felt so happy that day with you at the mall. But of course Travis had to appear and ruin everything. Liam, I didn’t leave you because I preferred him, I didn’t leave you because of me. I left you because of you. I know what Travis would’ve done to you if I didn’t leave with him. I’m so sorry” I hadn’t realized that I had started crying again. And all of a sudden Liam stood up and sat down beside me.


“Liz” he looked me in the eye “I’m really sorry”


“It’s ok, you didn’t know” I said wiping my tears away.


“But Liz, there’s something you’re not telling me. What’s your story with Travis?”


I knew he would ask me sooner or later, and now that I was letting everything out why not tell him about Travis.


“See, a few months ago I met him at a club. We slept together that night and I thought it would be over with that. Apparently not. He kept texting me and calling me and us soon became a couple. Everything was going fine, I mean it was all mainly just sex you know, but then he started hitting me and yelling at me all the time. Eventually I got sick of it and left but he never stopped texting me.”


“And what happened the other day” 


“I-I” I stuttered and my voice cracked. I could feel the tight knot in my throat.


“It’s ok, you can tell me” he said rubbing my back.


“We went to his place” I started saying “He forced me to do it and of course I wasn’t into it, so he would just hit me, telling me how I was doing it wrong”


I saw his hand clench into a fist. I was crying harder by now and he had wrapped his arms around me. He felt so warm and I felt safe in his arms. I just sobbed in his shirt. I cried so much that my head started really hurting. He kept whispering that everything was going to be all right while he rubbed my back in circles. He started singing into my ear kiss me by Ed Sheeran. When he finished the song he kissed my head and I looked up at him. 


“Kiss me” he whispered


“Wha-” I was about to protest when he cut me off by pressing his lips against mine. It was so soft yet passionate. I felt butterflies in my stomach. I pulled away and stared into his eyes. He grabbed my face with his right hand and leaned closer. I wrapped my arms around his neck and started kissing him again. This time more roughly and faster, but it was still sweet and full of passion. His lips tasted so good. I could have stayed there kissing him the whole day, or night, I didn’t even know what time it was. But unfortunately the elevator doors swung open. I quickly pulled away from the kiss but my arms were still around his neck and his around my waist. To my surprise Zayn was standing there with a huge grin on his face.

 “Oh man, I am sooooo good” he said laughing and walked away.

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