That Brunette And Me

Amelia just moved to Britain from a small town, after having a terrible relationship with a past boyfriend. She meets superstar Liam Payne, but can she get over heartbreak, the wrath of Directioners, and being in fame? Or will she break under the pressure?



62. Empty.

I was seething with anger as the theory crossed my mind. Neither of them would do that to me! I watched as Liam maneuvered around the kitchen, glancing at me every once in a while and grinning. That made me feel better. But Elle kept sneaking looks of... something, at Liam, then at me. I don't know what they weren't telling me, but I was determined. First I'd go and try Elle.

I tapped Elle's shoulder, and her blue eyes widened as she looked up to me. I motioned for her to follow me outside, where nobody was right now. The air was balmy, with a slight tropical breeze. I crossed my arms over my chest as she stopped in front of me, and she copied my stance.

"Elle, what aren't you guys telling me?" I whispered, my eyebrows furrowed. She sighed, her hands shooting in front of her as she began to pick at her nails.

"It's not my place to say." She said, sounding strained. Elle didn't look me in the eye.

"Then who's place is it?" I replied angrily, squinting up at her. She stared straight at me, her eyes now full of blue flames.

She spoke through clenched teeth. "Your boyfriend."

I nodded, stepping around her and opening the door. I kept my arms crossed in hopes that I looked  stern and on a mission, like I was. I was now going to go ask Liam, and he'd better tell me. I don't want anymore secrets around here.

"Liam." I said, tapping his shoulder. He turned around, a smile on his face. I already felt bad about ruining his extremely good mood, but I think I deserve to know what the heck was going on.

"Yeah, Ames?" His arms wrapped around my waist, which I backed out of. I wasn't in the mood. A frown appeared on his face as he looked at me, worried.

"What's going on, Liam?" I sighed, my arms still wrapped around my body protectively.

He paused before speaking again. "What do you mean?"

Did it really have to come to this? I really didn't want to go there, but I was prepared to do what I had to do. "You know, between you and Elle?"

He scoffed, shaking his head. "Nothing is between Elle and I, babe!"

Now I shook my head. "Are you lying? Because something is going on. I saw you too talking this morning, outside the window. That I need to know something, but you didn't want me hurt? Oh, then at the table this morning. 'She deserves to know', what in the world was she talking about? Then, I kept seeing Elle look at you, angrily or something. It was getting me super mad, and I need to know what's going on, right here and now."

Liam sounded pained as he replied. "I would never lie to you. I haven't once lied to you. We weren't talking about cheating on you, understood? I just can't tell you right now, it'll ruin the rest of Hawaii. It already ruined more than enough. Can this please wait until we get home? Please?"

"I-I don't know." I took in a shaky breath. "I don't know what to even think anymore, Liam." And with that, I walked away, and Liam let me.

Was my theory correct or not?

I sat on the bed for a long time, braiding my hair, taking out the braid, and then re-braiding. I finally ended up with a waterfall braid that went around my head, leaving the rest of my wavy hair cascading down my back. After messing around with my hair, I played around with the ring on my finger. The golden band that promised.

The golden band that promised we'd be truthful, and that wasn't happening right now.

The golden band that promised that we'd be together, in harmony.

The golden band that promised for dreams of the future, a happy future.

The golden band that held empty promises, empty futures, empty everything.

The golden band that was now off my finger, and onto the nightstand.

The golden band that was now replaced with tears and fears.

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