Broken

Olivia Kirk watched her parents get brutally murdered and is forced to move in with her abusive uncle. He abuses her in many terrible ways. Somehow though she holds it all together and starts art college. There she reunites with her cousin Louis Tomlinson. She also meets four other amazing guys who turn her life around. They teach her how to trust and love. But what happens when she falls for all of them? Will her past and present affect her future?


This is my first fanfiction so I hope you'll read it...and give me feedback...nicely. Well hope you enjoy(: xx

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21. Chapter Twenty-One

Libby's POV
Itightened my grip on Liam's hand. Did Lou say he was going to hurt himself? This was all my fault. I had to go find him adn make things right. "Come on, let's go find him before he does something stupid," said Liam. He sounded sad and desperate, like everyone else. "What if he hurts himself?" asked Nialler sniffling. I realized this was all my fault, if I would have just told him. If I would have just let him talk to me. This would have never happened. Why did I keep messing everything like this? Before I knew it, I was crying. I felt a pair of strong arms wrap around me, I assumed that it was Liam. I was proven correct when he started to 'shhhshh' me an tell me it was going to be alright.
"Come on, the longer we wait, the more of chance he's going to actually do something," said Louis bolting for the door. We all knew he was right and started to follow. We all decided it was best if we split up. That way, we could cover more ground . and get to him faster. Time was key at the present moment. I ended up riding with Liam. I was still really upset with myself, I did this to Harry. "Love, it's not your fault. You didn't force Harry out the door," he said grabbing my hand and giving it a squeeze. I started to cry again and managed to get out, "If I just would have heard him out he wouldn't have left. Especially not wanting to physically hurt himself." I started to sob even harder. "Libby, stop it. You did not do this to him. He made his decision. He was forcing himself on you anyways," Liam said pulling over. Great, now I was delaying our search for Harry. Now it's definately my fault. I still continue to cry, I couldn't help it. Liam just held me for awhile until I decided it was time to calm down. "Can we go now?" I asked, trying to catch my breath and keep my voice even. "Are you gonna stop blaming yourself for this?" Liam asked, not letting go of me. "Yes," I lie. Out loud I wasn't going to, but inside I'd never stop."If I was Hazza where would I go?" Liam thought aloud. "Can I try calling him? He's always on his phone. Maybe he'll talk to me," I suggest. Liam thinks anout it for a moment, "It's worth a try." He started to pull out into the road again.
I call and it rings twice with no response. Three times....four times....he's not going to answer. My lip starts to quiver, I was about to hang up. Then I hear, "What do you want?" It was Harry! My Hazza! "Harry! Where are you?! Are you okay?!" I asked bombarding him with the questions. "Why do you care? It's not like you want to be with me," Harry said miserably. "Harry, you know it's not like that. Just please tell me where you are so I can come talk to you," I said sounding a bit sad myself. I hear him groan, and then sigh, "Fine, I'm at the park." I sigh a breath of relief, at least we knew where he was. I was still just worried about him hurting himself before we arrive. Or maybe he already did..."Harry? Have you hurt yourself? Louis said you were threatening too.." I trail off softly. I was so scared for him. "Not yet," He said hanging up the phone. "He's at the park," I say relieved. "and he hasn't hurt himself," I say looking at Liam, who had started to speed down the street. Liam breathes out relieved, he starts to slow some. As we are approaching the park, I am relieved to see him, but I'm scared to death at the same time. I had to explain myself.

Harry's POV
I saw Libby and Liam get out of the car. Great, her and Liam are together now. I really should have gotten it over with before she came....As she approached me, I became depressed all over again. I first thought of the park, then earlier. How could I screw up twice? What hurts more is that I was sure by now that she'd be mine. "Hi Harry," Libby said sitting down next to me. I can't find the words to say, so I just look up to her. "I didn't mean to hurt you, but I can't tell you what's going on with me. It's not because I don't like you or that I don't want to be with you. It's just that I can't tell anyone. Somethings are just better left unsaid," Libby explained placing her hand softly on my shoulder. It felt nice and comforting. "Wait, so you do want to be with me?" I ask looking up surprised. I can't believe she just said that. "Yes," she said quietly. There was something about her voice that made me question it. "Then what's the issue?" I asked sadly. It hurt that there was a catch to our love.
"Well, because me and Liam kissed...I mean we're not together, but he doesn't ask for me to tell him. He just wants to comfort me. He just wants to be there and care for me. That's what I want," Libby said looking at me. She sounded like she meant what she was saying. "I didn't know that. I would have never pushed to know if I knew it was pushing you away from me. I would have never even thought to ask. You mean so so much to me, you don't even understand," I said. Tears started to escape. She looked down. She was really thinking about what I said. "Do you really mean that?" she aske me, finally looking up at me. I smiled at her, "Of course I do. I'd never lie to you. About anything." She smiled and before I knew it she was leaning in.
When our lips met, I felt an instant connection. I felt the sparks and fireworks that they always talked about in the movies and songs. I've never had feelings like this. Ever, Libby was the one. I knew it deep down, she knew it. I could tell by the way she kissed me. She had to feel it. Maybe, I didn't mess up as bad as I thought.

Libby's POV
I kissed Harry. It wasn't because of what he said, it was becase I was caught up in the moment. I was caught up in the thought of having Liam and Harry promise the same things. I got caught up in my emotions. It wasn't that the kiss wasn't nice. It just wasn't the same as Liam's. I didn't feel the love or the passion. I didn't feel a spark. I pulled away, and I felt terrible. I knew I had given him a hope that we were going to be together. I also knew that it wasn't going t happen. I knew that I came here to make it better between us, not make it worse. What I did made things worse than if I would have never talked to him at all. I was ashamed with myself.
"Wow," I heard Harry say gasping. I knew that he fel what I didn't. What I felt with Liam. "That was the best kiss I've ever had," Harry said looking me right in the eyes and smiling at me. "Harry, I think that was a mistake....I was caught up in the morning," I said truthfully. "You didn't like it?" He asked disappointed. I sighed, he was making this way to complicated. "No, it's not that. It's just that I didn't feel it. It didn't feel right. Harry, I love you. It just took me until now to realize that it was as a brother. Nothing more, nothing less. But, I do love you," I said throwing the last 'I love you,' just to make sure he knew. "Oh, I see. Well, I guess that is better than nothing at all," He says smiling sadly at me. I smiled and hugged him. "So did you feel it with Liam? The spark?" Harry asked after pulling away from our hug. "Yes," I said lookng down. I could feel myt cheeks warm. "Well, as long as you're happy and he treats you right. I'm happy too," Harry said with a reappearance of his sad smile. "Thanks," I said hugging and pecking him on the cheek. Things were slowly, but surely getting better.

Liam's POV
I look over and see Harry and Libby kissing. So I guess that means I meant nothing. I was just an experiment. She was just caught up in the moment. I guess we were just friends.....one kiss doesn't gurantee a relationship anyways. I was stil angry with her and Harry. She knew exactly how I felt and she threw it away. Even after what Harry did to her today. Actually, what he did to all of us. She cried and cried becasue of him. She was terrified at the thought of him hurting herself. We all were, but what made it ten times worse for her was that she thought it was her fault! I couldn't do this anymore. I had to get out. I ran in no particular direction, I just needed out.
I heard Libby behind me. She had gotten off the bench, "Liam! It's not what you think!" She yelled at me. There was pleading in her voice. I wanted to believe her, I really did. But the thing was, I saw it with my own eyes. I saw them snogging. I saw her hug him, twice. Then peck him on the cheek. It was exactly what I thought. "Yes it was!" I yelled. "It's exaclty what I though! I saw it with my own eyes!" I continued yelling. I was in so much pain. MY heart was throbbing for her and I couldn't have her anymore. I continued to run, "Liam! Please!" She screamed pleading me to stop and listen. I looked back and saw her crumble to the ground when she knew I wasn't going to. She was in love with Harry, not me. It was time for me to move forward. So after seeing harry rush to her side, I took of again. This time, never looking back. No matter how hard it hurt.


-Author's Note- Sorry it took me so long. I was just really busy today. I hope you like it anyways though!
"I'd rather be a boy and play with paper airplanes, then be a man and play with a girl's heart."
-Niall Horan.
(Just a random quote to leave you guys with!)
As always, thanks for reading! Love you guys!(:

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