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.


38. Chapter 36

"What's wrong?" I ask. Harry takes a step forward. "I know about your past." He says. My stomach drops. "I know that your mother is never home, so your stepfather Andy would hurt you. An your brother and sister ran away from home, just like you did. But no, that's not all. Your real father died of cancer when you where 8!" He yells. Tears begin to form in my eyes. "Harry, I'm sor-" "AND you also went to that party which I told you not to! You wanna know why I told you NOT to?! William could've hurt you. And that's exactly what happened. He took you TO HIS FLAT, and almost RAPED you. AGAIN!" He was screaming now, his face full of anger. A tear runs down my face and I look down at my hands. I twirl the ring that Matthew gave me on my finger. A single tear falls and lands on the small diamond. "What's that from?" Harry's angry voice said. "My-my old boyfriend." My voice beginning to crack. "Did he not know about your past too? Did he break up with you because your a fat lair?" Harry said sarcastically. I let out a sob and tears stream down my face. "No. He-he knew." I say, in between sobs. "Then why did he break up with you?!" Harry says. I close my eyes. "He was killed Harry. IN A CAR ACCIDENT! ON OUR 2ND ANNIVERSARY, YOU JERK!" I yell and the tears come faster now. I see Harry's face fill with regret. I look down at the ground. "Olivia, I'm-" "Goodbye, Harry." I say and turn around. I yank up my bag and walk up to the door. "Olivia, wait!" He yells. I ignore him and slam the door shut. I walked towards the car, but remember that I didn't have mine. I wiped a tear away and started to walk home. 
The door slammed shut. I stood there, mouth open. My legs start to feel weak and my head started getting dizzy. Tears filled my eyes and I couldn't stop them. I fell to my knees and cried my eyes out. I shouldn't have done that. I should've just told her I knew, not yell at her like I did. I'm such a jerk. I slowly get up and pick up my phone. I turn it on and see my lock screen which is a picture of me and Olivia, kissing. I clutch the phone in my hand and turn around. I threw the phone as hard I as could at the wall, then started crying again. I propped myself on my elbows on the counter and put my face in my hands. Why did I do that? I think I was in love with Olivia. I loved the way she would smile at me everyday, and let me kiss her anywhere. I missed that already and I probably won't get it back. I closed my eyes and a tear ran down my face. I was in love with Olivia Harrison. 
I sobbed the whole way home. Once I finally reached my door, I unlocked it and walked in. I laid down right in front of the door and curled into a ball. I laid my head on m knees and cried. I cried for a while but I stopped when my phone rang. I got up and walked slowly to it. The caller was Niall. I sniffled then pressed the accept button. "Hey." I say. "Hey Liv. I was wondering if you wanna come to lunch with me. We haven't talked in a while so I thought we" I can hear the smile on his face. "Um, yeah that sounds nice. Why don't you just order take out and we can eat it at your place or mine." I say. "Okay. I'll be at your house in about half an hour." Niall says. "Okay. Bye." I say and hang up. I turn off my phone, but turn it back on. I look at my lock screen. It was a picture of me and Harry. I quickly turned it back off and set it down on the counter. I went in my bathroom and cleaned myself up. I put on some sweatpants and Niall's hoodie that I still haven't given back to him. I put my hair into a side braid and walked back into the den. I sat down on the couch, and tears begin to form in my eyes again. I squeeze my eyes shut holding back the tears. I can't believe I just broke up with Harry. AND not only that, but I also got kicked off my football team. A famous football team. I reach over and grab the remote and turn on the tv. I find the channel that the game was on. The game had already started, and they where losing. Bad. After a while it was half time, so the camera went to the sports news people. "Say John, where's Olivia Harrison?" One of the sports announcer says. "Harrison was kicked off the team this morning, Jeff. Heard she was being mean to a player." The other man said. "Huh. Well that's a shame. She was the best player, I've heard." Jeff, I'm guessing, said. The other man nodded. My picture from the day we took them showed up on the screen, along with my name, height, weight and age. "She's a good lookin girl." One of the men say as the picture still was on the screen. I closed my eyes and put my face in my hands. Suddenly the door opened and I quickly looked up. "Hey Liv!" Niall said as he walked in the kitchen. I smiled a little and walked in with him. He put the bag of food on the table. "Hey Niall." I say and he holds open his arms. I smile and hug him. I hugged him tightly, and didn't let go when he started to pull away. "Oh." He said and wrapped his arms back around me. "What's wrong?" He asks. I started to tear up. "Me and Harry broke up." I say. "Oh, Liv. I'm sorry." He said and laid his head over mine. "And I got kicked off my football team." I said and let out a sob. "Oh don't cry." He said and rubbed my back. I smiled and pulled away. I wiped a tear away. I walk to the counter and get two plates and wall back over to Niall who is getting out the food.  After we get it all together, we walk in the den and sit down on the couch. "So why did you break up?" Niall asked. I looked down at my hands. "If I tell you, will you please not be mad?" I say. "Of course." He said. I took a deep breath and began my long story. Once I was finally finished, Niall closed his eyes and leaned back. "Wow." He breathed. A tear ran down my cheek, then more came. "I'm sorry." I say and I put my face in my hands. "I don't want you to see me like this." I say. My chin was lifted up and Niall was right in front of my face. He wiped my tears away with his sleeve. "You're beautiful." He whispers. I smile weakly. "Thank you." I whisper back. He leaned in and kissed the tip of my nose. I reached my hand up and brushed his cheek, then moving it to his hair. I ran my fingers through the soft hair. Niall cupped my face in his hands and slowly kissed my lips. His cold lips touched mine, just laying them there first, then getting a little more passionate. He pulled away, then began kissing my jawline lightly and slowly. He pulled away again, then looking me straight in the eye. "Niall..." I said. He rubbed his head. "Sorry." He laughed. I smiled. "It's okay." I say. He smiled back at me. "Let me help you clean up." He said and got up. I handed him my plate and walked in the kitchen with him. He rinsed off the plates and put them in the sink. Once he was finished, he turned towards me. "Thanks." I said. "No problem." He says. He looks down at his watch. "Oh, well it's getting late. I should go ahead and go." Niall says. "Oh, okay. I guess I'll see you tomorrow." I say. We hug quickly and he leaves. I stood in my doorway after I close the door. Did I really just kiss Niall Horan? I shake my head and take down my hair. I wake into my room and get in my bed. I turn over to the empty side of my bed. I sigh and a small tear ran down my cheek. I close my eyes and try to calm myself down. 

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