Same Mistakes

This a One Direction love story

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7. Chapter 5: Meeting

 

Liam's POV
I run after Mary screaming her name but I lost her
"MARY! PLEASE COME BACK! I DIDN'T MEAN TO UPSET YOU! Or hurt you.."I say and drop onto the road. I messed  fucked up big time. Why did I have to point that out?! I really like Mary.. She's sweet, nice,  beautiful, pretty, gorgeous, and  I want to be mine. But I can't like her since she's Louis's sister. But just since I'm 'Daddy Direction' don't mean I break the rules. I'm gonna find Mary and make her mine.. Whoever did that to her is gonna die..
Louis's POV
"That was the funniest thing ever!" Julia says as we enter the house "We're back"I shout but I hear nothing.  I quickly walk to the living room and see no Liam or Mary plus the back door wide open. "Oh god... Mary!Liam! Where are you?!" I yelling getting worried. "This better a joke.." I say and run upstairs. I burst into all of the rooms but they are not there. "They aren't  down here !"Harry yells. No... No no no no no no no no this can't be happening!
"Shit... THEY AREN'T UP HERE!!!!"I yell and start to cry. They can't missing no just no, they got to be here somewhere.
"I'm calling the police." I hear Niall say (A/N:Again I'm  American  so I'm gonna use american things). Then I lost it, I started sobbing and screaming in anger. I drop to the floor in the process. The others ran upstairs but I didn't even dare to look up. I failed, I was  told to care of her and now she's gone! I am stupid!
"It will alright Lou.. they will find them" Harry says and puts his hand on my  shoulder  but I take it off
"IT'S NOT OKAY HARRY!! I FAILED MY PARENTS! I LOST MARY FOR FUCK SAKES!!" I scream still covering my face. I was mad,  angry , and sad (Mad and angry at myself). They better be okay or else..
Liam's POV 
I'm just crying, crying because I'm stupid. I can't go back with Mary because that just shows I didn't try. I roll up my sleeves and look at my cuts. Last time I cut was a week ago but I need to let it out now. I cover them with make up I took from are stylist (It works really well). I also carry a razor blade in my shoes if I need cut right then there. I pull out the blade and bring to my wrist.
"I'm a jerk" I say making a cut "I'm stupid" and another "Rude" another. I look at the blood, it is pouring out but not to fast, and the pain kicks in. I just sit there (on the  curb) for probably and hour and an half making cuts. I pull out my phone and check the time, it's 12:03. I put on one of my favorite songs Ballad Of Mona Lisa.
"
She paints her fingers with a close precision He starts to notice empty bottles of gin
And takes a moment to assess the sins she’s paid for

A lonely speaker in a conversation
Her words were swimming through his ears again
There's nothing wrong with just a taste of what you've paid for

Say what you mean
Tell me I'm right
And let the sun rain down on me
Give me a sign
I want to believe

Woah, Mona Lisa,
You're guaranteed to run this town
Woah, Mona Lisa,
I'd pay to see you frown

He senses something, call it desperation
Another dollar, another day
And if she had the proper words to say,
She would tell him
But she'd have nothing left to sell him

Say what you mean
Tell me I'm right
And let the sun rain down on me
Give me a sign
I want to believe

Woah, Mona Lisa,
You're guaranteed to run this town
Woah, Mona Lisa,
I'd pay to see you frown

Mona Lisa 
Pleased to please ya
Mona Lisa 

Say what you mean
Tell me I'm right
And let the sun rain down on me
Give me a sign
I want to believe

Woah, Mona Lisa,
You're guaranteed to run this town
Woah, Mona Lisa,
I'd pay to see you frown

Say what you mean
Tell me I'm right
And let the sun rain down on me
Give me a sign
I want to believe


There's nothing wrong with just a taste of what you've paid for"
I sing and another songs comes on
"In the middle of a gun fight... 
In the center of a restaurant... 
They say, "Come with your arms raised high!" 
Well, they're never gonna get me, 
Like a bullet through a flock of doves... 
To wage this war against your faith in me, 
Your life...will never be the same. 
On your mother's eyes, say a prayer...say a prayer! 

[Chorus] 
Now, but I can't 
And I don't know 
How we're just two men as God had made us, 
Well, I can't...well, I can! 
Too much, too late, or just not enough of this 
Pain in my heart for your dying wish, 
I'll kiss your lips again. 

They all cheat at cards and the checkers are lost, 
My cellmate's a killer, they make me do push-ups (in drag) 
But nobody cares if you're losing yourself...am I losing myself?! 
Well, I miss my mom, 
Will they give me the chair, 
Or lethal injection, or swing from a rope if you dare; 
Ah, nobody knows...all the trouble I've seen! 

[Chorus] 


To your room... 
What they ask of you 
Will make you want to say, "So long..." 
Well, I don't remember, 
Why remember...YOU?! 

Do you have the keys to the hotel?! 
'Cause I'm gonna string this motherfucker on fire! (FIRE!!)

Life is but a dream for the dead, 
And well I, I won't go down by myself, 
But I'll go down with my friends. 
Now now now now... (I can't explain)
Now now now... (I can't complain)
Now now, yeah!" then this comes on

  "Oh, Well imagine,
As I'm pacing the pews in a church corridor,
And I can't help but to hear,
No, I can't help but to hear an exchanging of words:
"What a beautiful wedding! What a beautiful wedding!" says a bridesmaid to a waiter.
"And yes, but what a shame, what a shame the poor groom's bride is a whore."

I'd chime in with a
"Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!"
No, it's much better to face these kinds of things
With a sense of poise and rationality.
I'd chime in,
"Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!"
No, it's much better to face these kinds of things
With a sense of...

Well in fact,
Well I'll look at it this way,
I mean technically our marriage is saved
Well this calls for a toast
So pour the champagne
Oh! Well in fact,
Well I'll look at it this way,
I mean technically our marriage is saved
Well this calls for a toast,
So pour the champagne, pour the champagne

I'd chime in with a
"Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!"
No, it's much better to face these kinds of things
With a sense of poise and rationality.
I'd chime in,
"Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!"
No, it's much better to face these kinds of things
With a sense of poise and rationality.
Again...

I'd chime in,
"Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!"
No, it's much better to face these kinds of things
With a sense of poise and rationality.
I'd chime in,
"Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!"
No, it's much better to face these kinds of things
With a sense of poise and rationality.
Again..."
"Long ago Just like the hearse you die to get in again
We are so far from you

Burning on just like a match you strike to incinerate
The lives of everyone you know
And what's the worst to take (worst you take)
from every heart you break (heart you break)
And like the blade you stain (blade you stain)
Well, I've been holding on tonight

What's the worst that I can say?
Things are better if I stay
So long and goodnight
So long and goodnight

Came a time
When every star fall brought you to tears again
We are the very hurt you sold
And what's the worst to take (worst you take)
from every heart you break (heart you break)
And like the blade you stain (blade you stain)
Well, I've been holding on tonight

What's the worst that I can say?
Things are better if I stay
So long and goodnight
So long and goodnight
And if you carry on this way
Things are better if I stay
So long and goodnight
So long and goodnight

Can you hear me?
Are you near me?
Can we pretend
to leave and then
We'll meet again
When both our cars collide?

What's the worst that I can say?
Things are better if I stay
So long and goodnight
So long and goodnight
And if you carry on this way
Things are better if I stay
So long and goodnight
So long and goodnight" Once the song was over a cop car came down the street. I see a picture of me and Mary on his laptop. I get up and run down the street. He turns on his lights and sirens so I guess he see's me. Once I get to the end of the street there is another cop waiting for me.
"Stay where you Liam we are taking you home" He says but I run further down the street, down an alley, jump a few fences, ran through a field, and climb a huge tree in a park. I just sit there thinking about what I just did but my thought was ruined when I saw 6 police cars enter the cars. They exit the cars (some with dogs) and start looking on the right side of the park so I jumped down and ran to the left. As I ran up hill I see an empty street. I see an old torn down bakery Louis told us about. I walk behind it and pull out my phone. It's 2:49, wow time flies. I go though my contacts and see Mary's number. I forgot Louis gave us her number. I press call and pull my phone to my ear.

Mary:H-hello?
Liam:Mary it's Liam.... are you alright?
Mary: No, I'm not okay I just... I can't explain..
Liam: Do you want to talk about it, in person of course?
Mary:Not at the house though I can't go back yet.. You want I mean?
Liam:I do.. I'm actually wandering the streets, the cops are looking for us.. let's meet behind of a old bakery, Louis was pointing out where everything is on our way here... Please meet me there?
Mary:I'll meet you there Liam, so I'll see you soon bye
Call ended
I sat down with my back facing the wall. I start playing with my thumbs, then I hear someone walk over to me
'Mary............" I say getting and hugging her. "I'm so sorry about what happened. I was rude, stupid, and an asshole.. please  forgive?" I ask her really hoping she will say yes
"I forgive you Liam.. I have to tell you and the boys something.."But she was cut off by a group of cop cars
"Stay where you are.."One of them says
"Fine" I say and they slowly walk over to us. They grab us and put us in a car.
Well isn't this a nice meeting?




 

 

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