What He Doesn't Know

Audrey was Liam's best friend. His protector. His "sister". His bodygaurd. And he was hers. They did everything together. Until the ninth grade. They drifted apart, found new friends. But, they haven't talked since. Until now. 7 years later. A lot can happen in 7 years. Scars can emerge, tears can be shed, memories can develop. But it's worse for all when the only one you love has no idea what you've been through.


3. Rumors

Audrey's POV:

As I walk home from class about 10, half of London is still asleep but the black vans in front of Liam's building are idling and buzzing like a beehive. To my surprise as I walk past Liam's building towards my own, they jump out and start bombarding me for pictures. I'm confused. I'm not famous, nor could I ever be mistaken for a celebrity. I drop my head down and push through the crowd into my building, ignoring the calls from the paparazzi. As I climb the steps, I wonder what that was all about. 

I take a deep breath as I step into my flat and remove my boots. I part my curtain and spy a blue note on the clothesline. I unlock the window and take it. I reads: Audrey- Of course I remember you! How could I not? I'd love to catch up sometime! Paparazzi caught me today, could you use the back door? I don't want you to get caught. -xxLiam I stop, smile, and then my face begins to fall. Of course! That's why the paparazzi were all over me. Hopefully they don't know know my name. I hope I didn't screw anything up for Liam, he has just gotten over that dancer, Danielle. They were adorable together. I reply: Of course. We'll try to find a time that works. The paparazzi got me a few moments ago. Sorry. It won't happen again. -Audrey I reel it over and apprehensively look down at the black vans. I pull my smartphone from my pocket and nervously search "Liam Payne One Direction" and am shocked to see a picture of Liam in pajamas holding my note and myself in the midst of the paparazzi. The title of the article reads "1D's Liam Payne Messaging Mystery Girl in London!" I sigh. I messed up. My heart aches for Liam. I don't want him to receive hate for my doing. I don't have to worry about hate until the paparazzi realize my name and I won't let that happen. We can be strong together, but hate is different than bullying, and he's all alone.



Liam's POV:

I've spent the morning with the boys reading and memorizing the lyrics to the songs on our new album Take Me Home. It seems really great and I can't wait to record it and for the fans to hear it! At about 10, my phone begins to vibrate violently and my twitter feed is exploding. I'm confused, no new songs, books, or photo shoots have been released, and we haven't appeared anywhere. And it's only my phone! I open twitter and am shocked to see a picture of Audrey in paparazzi and me in pajamas. The title reads "1D's Liam Payne Messaging Mystery Girl in London!" "Shit" I mutter. I really hope Audrey doesn't get hate but it seems she didn't answer the paparazzi's questions because they merely have her picture, no other information. I can deal with hate, I have before, but she was always the weaker of our pair. Together however, we will be strong. The paparazzi don't know our story and as long as we aren't seen on Saturday we should be safe.

Saturday at 8, I decide we should meet up. I have an idea of where to go. We should have nothing to worry about. I don't feel that way towards her, I'm not her boyfriend, I'm like the brother she never had. I had completely forgotten about the note I sent until I heard the clunk on the window which means she replied. I retrieve it, read it, and nod. That explains it. I go to reply to her and suggest dinner on Saturday at 8. However, Zayn notices that I've opened the window, yet again, and he says "Liam, what are you smiling about? Why do you keep opening the window- its cold!" I ignore him and slip her note into my pocket. "What's that LiLi?! A note from a girl?!" Zayn coos. I ignore him again and he walks away checking his phone. He looks at it, and looks up at me shocked. Hes on twitter. I say in explanation "They don't know our story." I go on to explain how we were both bullied in school together and how we stayed strong thorugh each other. She was part of the reason I was bullied so badly but I didn;t care. I was bullied for having a great friend. I protected her and she protected me. We had a mutual bond. We were brother and sister. He nods his understanding and walks away. This is why I love Zayn. He understands but doesn't make a big deal about it. Ziam all the way! Haha..

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