Only Time Will Tell

Caitlyn , 17 , was an ordinary directioner . She grew up with Liam Payne , 1/5 of One Direction . She found love , and much hate through her passion for music , and her close friendship with Liam . But will she make all the right decisions ? Will she fall madly for one of the boys , or her best friend Liam ?

"She loved him , and he loved her , but no one knew , but them . <3"

"Falling, it sometimes hurts, but other times, its the best feeling in the world... even if its for the wrong person."


49. Why ?

Liam's POV :
After over an hour of showering, I got really nervous, and worried, so I went to check on her. She told me she wasn't feeling good, and I took it as an excuse. But something inside me knew she wasn't in the bathroom for over an hour, showering because she didn't feel good. That wasn't like her. She usually would lay on the couch and watch a movie with me, or simply sleep in our bed. She didn't shower.
She stepped out of the bathroom in a mid length black dress on, with a white cover up on top. She looked amazingly good, but she looked like she had been thinking too hard about something, and maybe...possibly crying. She even walked as if she was exhausted... Which wasn't like her either.
"Babe, what's going on? Really...?" I asked, desparately pleading for an answer.
"Nothing, Liam, I told you, I just don't feel too good." She mumbled, it sounded so lifeless.
"Do you wanna, er, lay down?" I asked.
"No, I-I think I'm just gonna go take a walk, umm, get some fresh air." She mumbled again.
"Oh, okay... Do you want me to come?" I asked her.
"No, ill only be gone for a little while." She said, and with that she left through out door. She slipped a pair of black flats on and went outside. She didn't walk towards the beach. She walked toward the sidewalk, all alone. It looked too hot to be wearing a long sleeved cover up.
She must've thought the same thing.
She pushed one of her sleeves up , revealing several slits going up her wrist. She quickly noticed and pulled it back down. What? Why? No!
I ran out the door behind her. I grabbed her shoulder and spun her around.
"Liam, what are you doing?!" She shouted at me.
"What am I doing? What are YOU doing?!" I shouted back, pointing at her small wrists.
"I don't know what you're talking about!" She said, trying her very best to sound convincing.
She tried to pull away, but I held her there steady.
"Caitlyn. Let. Me. See. Your. Wrists." I spoke calmly and slowly.
"No." She put them behind her back.
"Now." I said sternly.
"No." She spoke in the same tone as I did now.
I grabbed her arm and pulled it towards me. I pushed the sleeve up revealing the cuts again. I looked to her face, that frowned down at her wrist. She had tears in her eyes.
"I...I...I hate myself too." She whispered, barely audible.
"I dont...I don't hate you..." I said.
"But you should." She moaned.
"Why? Why did you do this?" I asked.
"I-I-I don't know. It's nothing. Just. Nothing." She was lifeless again.
"Don't tell me a lie! WHY DID YOU DO IT BABY? WHY?" I yelled now, but I was crying. It's all I wanted to know. All I wanted to know, was why?
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