Hell Is My New Home *Trying To Escape Sequel*

It’s been two months since Riley made her choice. Anna is still hanging around, only for Riley though. Riley is trying to convince her to go home, to be with her family and Tristan. Things are still basically the same, except Lou and Riley have talked. They -mostly Riley- don't want to strangle each other in their sleep. Still, their not on good terms. There's some stuff Lou isn't telling her, though. Zayn is oblivious to Riley's relationship with Liam, but Riley likes it that way. She's scared if Zayn finds out he'll hurt Liam. Not that she thinks he can't look after himself, it's just that Zayn is considerably bigger than him, and they've been down that road before. She's afraid this time she won't be able to intervene, and he'll get seriously hurt. Riley's not ready to take that risk. Liam's the only one there for her. Also, Riley isn't exactly 'comfortable' letting Christopher grow up with the lads. But she can't live without Liam, so she stays. **READ TRYING TO ESCAPE FIRST**


6. Until The Day I Die -Story Of The Year





    "I fucking love you," Liam growled in my ear, aggressively pulling me close to his sweat covered body. He held me tight; his grip nearly suffocating me, but frankly, this wasn't a hold I wanted out of. He may be sweaty -is hair matted, breathing heavy, but he was mine and I couldn't ask for anything better.


    He made an effort to get up, but I quickly rolled over and latched onto his waist. "Please don't leave me," I begged like a frightened little girl. A smile tugged at his lips when he saw how vunerable I was. I let my gaurd down just for him. He stopped trying to leave, and lied down again, pulling me closer to his chest, incasing me in the safe confines of his arms.


    He exhaled a low, throaty breath, and ducked his head down, so that it was parallel with my ear. "I'll never leave you, so don't think for one second that I will. No matter what happens. No matter who gets in the way. And, no matter when it happens. I'll always fight for you. 'Til the day I die."


    "Pinky promise?" I was vunerable. Very vunerable. I needed someone -him. It wasn't until just now i realize that for the first time in five-ish years I've let someone in, and I don't want to lose them.


    I stuck my pinky out for him to take, like a twelve year old girl promising her best friend they would never abandon each other. He wrapped his finger aroud mine, "pinky promise," he whispered again. "Let's get dressed, love." He unwrapped his arms from my waist, and we both rolled out of bed in search of our clothes. I found Liam's shirt and pulled it over my head. It was mid-thigh length, so not to short. Liam had just pulled up his boxers when he noticed what I was wearing.


    "Can I please have my shirt back?" He asked, trying to keep a straight face.


    "Uhm, what's the opposite of yes?" I asked playfully.


    "No..?" He said confused.


    "You sounded unsure, so what does n-o spell?" Oh, I was having to much fun?


    "What are you playing at?"


    "I don't think you understand the question. What does k-n-o-w spell?" A giggled a bit at how confused he looked. Well, until realization struck.


    "No. But seriosuly I need my shirt!" He whined.


    "No, you need to convert oxegyn to carbondioxide!" Yes, there's a playful side to Riley Tomilinson or Riley Jones.


    He smirked, but that was soon covered with a sly, evil grin as he slowly approached me. His arms extended and his fingers curled. Uh-oh, I think I see where this is going. I turned to run, but it was to late; he already had me by my waste. Shit... He flung me over his shoulder, then threw me on the bed, towering over me. The grin on his face kept getting darker and darker. And his arms kept coming closer and closer. His curled fingers less than an inch away from my stomach. I squeezed me eyes shut and quickly braced myself for merciless tickles, but they never came. Not 'til I opened my eyes and lossened up.


    "L-Liam! S-S-Stop-op! You c-an h-hav-ave your sh-ir-rit!" He finally stopped tickling me. "Just kidding! Can I please wear it? It's so warm and soft and it smells like you! Please..?" I asked hopefully. He sighed, exasperated, but gave in with reluctance.


    I stood up and found my underwear before crawling inside the bed along side Liam. "Wow, you must be really tired," he said. I moaned wanting him to continue. "You left your only son in the hands of Harry while you sleep."


    My eyes shot open, but I soon relaxed again. "He's been with Harry all night. Plus, Harry's got this; because if he doesn't I'll rip him apart limb by limb, and feed them to him like finger food." Liam wrapped his arms around me ,and I grabbed them, clutching to him for dear life.


    It scares me how attacthed I am. How much I rely on this boy to keep me alive. He's all I have. Anna's been distant, spending more and more time with Tristain, so all I have now is Liam. He's been my lifeline. Without him I will break. No doubt. I used to be independant, but now that I've put my life in someone else's hands.... I don't know about that anymore...



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