Catch My Breath *Liam Payne Love*

Kyra Moore has always loved fashion.
Though, at first she never got it to be her dream job, that changed one day.
She went to an interview and she got the job.
But her first client, she just thought it would have never been them.
Can she handle the pressure or will she buckle and lose everything?


31. Same Mistakes


*Liam’s P.O.V.*

Danielle wipes the tears from her eyes. I stuff my hands into my pockets, unsure of what to say to her, of how to comfort her. I’m the worst human being ever; I’m the worst boyfriend ever.

“So you love her?” Dani mutters. “You don’t even know her though, Li?”

I sigh, “I know, but I can’t lie to you anymore.”

“So you love her and you don’t care that you don’t know her, Li, this isn’t you at all,” She sniffles, wiping a tear from her eye.

I want to instantly reach out and comfort her, but I just broke her heart.  I lower my head, angry and confused with myself.

“But I do know her,” I whisper to myself. “She can be shy but she can also be strong at times, she isn’t afraid to tell others off…certainly not me. She doesn’t like being in fights with people.”

“Stop, Liam.” Danielle cries out, clutching at her jumper, tears dropping from her eyes.

My heart breaks in half.

I fall to my knees.

I want to die.

“I’m so sorry…I love you Danielle, I really do, but I couldn’t lie to you. That, you know, is true about me.” I reply, trying to cover up my cracking voice.

“You’re right, so…Goodbye, Liam.” She mutters, before abruptly disappearing.

And then I wake up.

I open my eyelids, gasping for air, the nightmare burned into my memory. I glance at the clock next to me. Its only 5:00 a.m. I had only gone to sleep a few hours ago, exhausted from the performance the night before. But, this was the tour life, so I was getting used to it again.

I took my phone out, scrunching my nose as the unfamiliar light hit my eyes, and I closed them for a second. Once I felt like I could handle it, I open them back up, and hit Settings turning the brightness way down.

It’s only pitch black because I’m sleeping in the tour bus. Surprised that none of the other boys woke me up yet, but a few seconds later, I learn why.

“Zayn, you get the curtain…Harold, you stay back…Niall get towels…And leave the rest to the Tommo!” Louis whispers, as he opens the door to the bunk beds, probably thinking I’m asleep.

I keep calm, my breathing shallow, and just as Louis closes in on me…I jump out, regretting it instantly. Zayn pulls the curtain back just as I jump and then, ice cold water hits my face and my exposed chest.

I stand there, water dripping down my body, collecting on the floor. I lift my gaze from the floor, starting at Louis, who is barely containing his laughter. Zayn is cowering behind him, with Niall behind him, holding towels. Harry is standing the furthest away, cracking up.

“Louis…I am going to kill you.” I mutter, shaking myself, pushing past Louis, and snatching a towel from Niall.

Before any other words can be exchanged, I walk right off the tour bus; I need to meet up with Danielle.


I watch her walking towards me, looking at her through my sunglasses. I wave and she sees me, walking over to me. Danielle leans in, wanting to kiss me on the lips, but I stop her.

She is taken aback but sit down, across from me, anyway.

“Everything alright, Li?” She asks nicely, cocking her head to the side.

My heart aches just as Danielle says my nickname and I have to fight hard, to keep the tears from escaping my eyes. I nod, clearing my throat.

“We just need to talk.” I whisper, my voice cracking slightly.

She sits back, stiffening.

“It’s about her, isn’t it, Liam?” Danielle whispers sadly.

My eyebrows furrow together, “Who?”

She sighs, “Remove your shades, you know who I’m talking about.”

I do as she says, slowly placing them on the table, next to my turned off phone.

“I’m sorry Danielle, but I swear, I didn’t cheat on you.” I whisper, fighting to keep my calm.

Danielle just nods, processing the information. Then, she stands up quickly, staring down at me…with a smile on her face.

“Liam, you know I will always love you, but if you’ve fallen for someone else I won’t stand in the way.” She says, pushing in the empty chair, still standing at the table outside the coffee shop.

I’m caught off guard.

“Danielle, don’t act like you’re okay with this? You hate me, don’t you?” I stand up as well, nervous.

She shakes her head, “Nope, I don’t hate you Liam, I just want the best for you. Also, there’s something I have to tell you.”

I wait for her to continue.

“I’m leaving to Russia, I’m going there to dance, and I wasn’t going to be back till next March.” Danielle looks down, ashamed.

I smile, really smile, “That’s amazing.”

“It was nice seeing you, Liam, but I have to go now. Hope things work out for you and Kyra.” Danielle rushes out, before giving me one last hug, and then rushing off.

I wave slowly as she disappears from view and then I finally turn my phone on.

1 missed call from Harry, 2 from Niall, 4 from Zayn, and 10 from Louis. But there’s one more missed call, one that stands out the most. It’s from Kyra. I click on it, waiting for her voice to come on.

“Hey, Liam…” She starts out and I can tell she is crying. “I just…I can’t do this anymore. I don’t know what you did to me…I don’t know what I did to me. I lied earlier, I am not dating Jonas. He just woke up from the coma but we broke up days before it. I just…I couldn’t be with someone when I felt for someone else. But none of that matters…nothing matters as long as you hate me. Liam, I’m leaving, now. I just wanted to say before I go, that I-”

But she is cut off as a sound of vehicles crashing erupts in my ear.


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