The Lying Game

I'm Olivia. I lived with my mom and stepdad, but my mother is hardly ever home. Without my mom knowing, my stepdad, Andy, would hit me, kick me, and slap me if I didn't do things right. I couldn't take it anymore. I ran away to my best friends house. And that best friend was Louis Tomlinson. I'm very embarrassed about what had happened, and it upsets me to talk about. But it's hard going back to normal after what happened. When I finally land on my feet in London, I follow Louis and live his life with him. I become very close friends with the rest of the lads. Maybe a little too close. But I don't want to tell them my story. How many secrets can I keep from everyone? I guess I'll just have to play The Lying Game.


36. Chapter 36

I took off my clothes and put on my pajamas. I took off all my makeup and brushed my teeth. I brushed out all the curls in my hair and scrubbed the dried paint off my skin. Once I was finally finished, I quietly walked into my room and got in my bed. Harry changed his position, he was now laying on his back. I laid my head on his shoulder and snuggled up next to him. I twirled a curl from his hair. A small tear dropped on the sheet. 
"Get up Liv you got a game today." I open my eyes and see Grayson standing by my bed. "Where's Harry?" I ask rubbing my eyes. "He's with Louis." Grayson says. I get out of the bed and brush my hair. "What time do you need to be at the stadium?" Grayson asks. "9:30." I say. "Well it's 9:00 now," he says. I gasp and go through my bag and pull out my uniform. "Forget it I'll do it there." I say and get out a pair of Nike shorts and a t shirt. I whip around. "Leave." I say to Grayson. "Why?" He says. "Just go." I say and walks out. I roll my eyes and put on the clothes. After I'm done I go and brush my teeth and pulled my hair into a ponytail. I put on my tennis shoes and yanked my football bag over my shoulder. "Okay. Lets go." I say to Grayson. "Harry and Louis are gonna meet us there." He says and grabs his keys off the table. I nod and we walk out of the door. 
I can hear the screaming crowd all the way into the locker room. I've been here for about an hour now, and the couch is giving us like a pep talk I guess. "Huddle up." He says and we all huddle together and put our hands in the middle. We do our chant and then break away to the stadium. I walk with Lee to the opening door if the field. "You ready?" Lee asks. "I was born ready." I say. She laughs and the announcers voice booms over the stadium. He announces our names and numbers and we walk out when he says our name. He calls them out in order of our jersey number. "Number 3, Olivia Harrison!" He yells and the crowd roars. I smile and Lee squeezes my hand. I walk out of the gate and onto the huge field. The crowd is cheering, and I'm waving and smiling at the cameras. I walk over to the other players who's names have already been called. I scan the crowd and try to find Harry, Louis, and Grayson. "Number 10, Lee Miller!" He says. I see Lee walk out if the gate and wave just like I did. She came and stood by me and we waited for the rest of the team to get called. Once the other team was finished, we started the game. 
Only 2 minutes left in the game. We are only 1 point away from winning. Sweat goes down my face as I'm running with the ball down the field. "HANCOCK!" I scream to the player beside me. She nods and I pass the ball to her. I run full speed by the goal. She runs the ball close to me then nods her head in my direction. I throw my hand up and she kicks the ball to me. It was almost to me, but the girl on the other team jumps in front of me and gets the ball. "AW!" The crowd says. I grunt, and run up to the girl. She has only gotten a few steps in front of me. "Not today, Harrison." She yells. I smirk. "Today." I say and quickly steal the ball from her. I hear her cursing at me as I kick the ball as hard I could. It went straight in the goal. *ERRRRR!* the buzzer goes off meaning the game was over. "Thats what I'm talking about!" My coach yells at me. I smile and suddenly I'm surrounded with cameras and people. 
Once I was back in the locker room from all the screaming and cameras, I laid down on the floor. "You did good, Harrison." My coach says. I smile and he helps me up. "Thanks." I say. Everyone starts to come back in and we hug each other. We all change and they leave. I was the last one out, as usual. I walk out of the locker room and begin my search for Grayson, like he said. I see him walking towards me. "Grayson!" I yell. He catches up with me and gives me a huge hug. "I'm so proud of you!" He says. I smile. "Where's Harry and Louis?" I say. "There outside. I told them we would meet them there." He says. I nod and we hurry along. "Oh crap I forgot my phone in the locker room." I say. "Ugh, Olivia." Grayson says. "Sorry." "Well lets go back." He says and we walk back to the locker room. Once we reach it, I run in and get my phone. I speed walk out to find Grayson looking very scared and worried. "What's wrong??" I ask. "We need to go. Right now." He says and puts his arm around me, and his body. "Wha-" I begin to say. "Going somewhere?" I hear a very deep voice say. I gasp and begin to shake. "Just keep walking." Grayson says holding me tighter. Suddenly, I feel a sharp pain on the back of my neck. I stop walking a feel the area. "Ouch!" I say and see that blood was on my fingers. "Oh, I'm sorry." The deep voice said, very sarcastically. It sounded much closer now. I turned around and there stood him. Andy. I gasped and backed away. Grayson threw his arm around me. "What do you want?" Grayson asks. "I really should've known you would've moved here, in London." Andy's deep voice echoed through the hallway. I was shaking so much my phone fell out of my hand. "Oh, you scared?" Andy says, leaning over level with my face. He chuckled. "Why don't you come back home with me." He says. "N-no." I say. His eye brows raise and he stands back up straight. He chuckled then raised up his hand. I screamed as the back of his hand slashed against my face. "Oh god!" I yell and feel over my face. Grayson's strong arm was wrapped around my body. "GET THE HELL OUTTA HERE!!" Grayson screamed. I dug my face into Grayson's chest and began to quietly sob. My check stung badly. I feel a hand around my ponytail, and yanking my head back up. I quickly wiped away my tears as Andy's hand still gripped my hair. I shook him away. "Just go." Grayson says. "Alright." Andy said sarcastically. "Just remember I know you come here." He says. He pulled out a sheet of paper and dangled it in the air. "Got your schedule." He says. I winced. Andy got in Grayson face and spit on him. Right in Grayson's face. I gasped. Andy chuckled and backed away. Once I couldn't see him anymore, Grayson grabbed me and held me as I sobbed loudly into him. "I got you." He said while he rubbed my scalp. "I wanna go home." I said, still sobbing. "I know, I know." He said and held me tighter. I jumped as my phone rang. Grayson let go of me and picked up my phone. "It's Harry." He says. I shrug and wipe my tears away. "Hello?" He said. "Um, yeah.... Yeah Olivia had something after the game. I'll take her home." Grayson says. "Okay.. Bye." He says and puts my phone in my bag. "I'm taking you to my house." He says. I nod and he helps me up. I grab my bag and sling it over my shoulder. Me and Grayson walk out, with his protective arm around me. He took me back to his flat for a while, waiting for the swelling of my face to go down. Once my face looked normal again, Grayson drove me back to Harry's flat. "I won't let Andy hurt you anymore." Grayson said as he pulled into Harry's driveway. I smiled weakly and opened the door. "Thanks." I say and close the door and walk up to front door of the flat. I open the door and walked in the den. "Hey, gorgeous." Harry says while getting off the couch. He walked over to me and hugged me. I sniffled and tightly hugged him back. "What's wrong?" He asks pulling away. "Nothing." I say. I quickly peck his lips. "I'm just tired. I'm going to bed." I say and walk into the bathroom. I brush my teeth and walk back in Harry's room. I ripe off my shirt, leaving me in my tank top. I slip off my shorts and I crawl into the sheets and curl into a ball. I single tear runs down my cheek and onto the pillow. I sigh and close my eyes. 

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