Change Your Ways

Everyone always see's Liam as the responsible one right? well it's true, but what if he wasn't always like that?

After being dumped by the love his life and his band's tour ending, Liam decides to reach out to teenagers with troubled lives in his spare time. Liam has never faced a challenge as big as Luna Forrest and her five best friends, Liam find's himself experiencing a new type of love, the taste of revenge and a fight with his lingering past.

"Lifes a funny thing, the minute you think you've got everything figured, something comes along and turns it all upside down." -Zayn Malik


3. Chapter 3


I pushed him back, breaking the kiss. I looked into his chestnut colored eyes. "Liam, you're drunk this isn't right" I whispered. He stepped back realizing his actions. "Dear god, what did I do? I'm such a pig." He fixed his T-shirt that I ruffled up from the kiss and flopped onto his couch. "I'm so sorry Luna, I don't usually drink... Do you see now why I want you stop partying? It isn't healthy and you lose yourself. You do things you don't want to without thinking" he put his face into his hands out of frustration.


His words left me stunned. "you do things you don't want to". Shocked and offended, Tears weld up in the corner of my eyes. "So you didn't want to kiss me then?" I accused him. I grabbed the door ready to flee the building. He scrambled out of his seat and stopped me. "Yes! I mean No! ... Ugh I mean I did want to kiss you and I still want to, I don't ever want to stop" He searched my eyes for forgiveness. "Get away from me, creep" I pulled away and rushed out of his dressing room making my way back to the banquet hall. I walked into the room in hopes of finding the girls but nobody was to be found. Panicking I pulled my cell phone out checking my messages I had 3 new messages from Charlotte. I opened the first one and read it:

"Hey babe, the girls and I went to Zayn's flat. I'll send you the address x"

The other 2 messages contained the address and "Where are you?" I texted back telling her I was on my way. Before leaving I grabbed a couple of wine coolers out of a mini fridge shoving them into my bag, I was going to need these.

I wanted to punch myself, how could I just leave Liam like that? He didn't do anything wrong. I knew what I was like when I was drunk so why couldn't I accept his behavior? I was such an asshole.


30 minutes later I got out a taxi and made up to Zayn's flat. I rang the door bell impatiently.


A drunk, ruffled up Louis answered the door. "Luna! You decided to join us! He glanced down the hall and back at me. "Where's Liam?" he asked raising an eyebrow. "I don't know and I don't care, now can I have my friends back?" I snapped.


Louis obviously too drunk to be offended grabbed my hand yanking me inside. "Would you like some tea?" He asked politely walking into the kitchen area. Hind, Charlotte and Niall all sat on bar stools laughing and taking shots. Anger boiled up inside me. "Excuse me; do you realize you're a bunch of twenty year olds offering alcohol to sixteen year old girls?" I said sounding like a lot like Liam.


Niall flipped his attention to Charlotte and Hind "You guys are Sixteen year olds?" he questioned them. Both of them shook their heads as if it was obvious. "We really need to get going... Like now" I tapped my foot glaring at the two girls. They both sighed and got off their stools. Hind gave Louis a small kiss on the lips before going outside, really?... I remained in the Kitchen and asked where the other three girls had disappeared to. "I think I saw Harry with Maritza and Yessica in the gaming room" Niall shrugged shoving a handle fun of chips in his mouth.


"Oh shit" Harry left alone with two girls? This wasn't good. I opened the first door I could find; it turned out to be the bathroom but Sitting on the bathroom floor was Dominique passing back and forth a joint with Zayn.

I crossed my arms and scowled at her. "Really? Enough of this, We're going home right now." I ordered. Dominique passed the joint back to Zayn and got up pouting. "Text me" she winked at Zayn reluctantly following me out.


"What's got your knickers in a twist?" she asked me extremely annoyed. "We just need to go home ok?" I growled back at her, which made her eyes grow wide. "Fine then" she huffed.


Dominique led me to the gaming room and what I thought was going to be a scary Harry threesome was much worse, a cat fight between Maritza and Yessica. "He's mine!" Yessica hissed. "That's what you think, Hipster wanna be" Maritza shot back. Poor Harry was right in between the two trying to make them stop their petty fight. "Dommi, do something" I nudged her. She rolled her eyes "Do I have to do everything around here?" She groaned and walked in between the two girls and smacked them both. "Fighting isn't going to make him love you, that's not how love works guys, now out." they both threw their heads down shamefully. "Sorry Dominique" Like children they listened to Dominique and left the room, Leaving me to stand alone with another One Direction member again.


"Sorry about that, they um, can get out of hand sometimes" I tried my best to sound sincere. "Don't worry about it love, Girls fight over me all the time." he winked and flashed me a cheeky grin, I laughed mostly to myself. He was quite the charmer.

"Before you go, could you do me a favor?" Harry asked me with sparkling eyes, how I could say no that? "Of course, what do you need babe?" I replied sweetly. He came closer to me and gripped the arms of my leather jacket, it frightened me a bit but the fear quickly washed away when I met his gaze, he looked at me intently, his eyes searching mine just as Liam's did. "Promise me you'll take care of Liam, he's going through the roughest time in his life now and I really need you be easy on him. I don't have time to tell you right now what's going on but I'd like to meet with you again to chat.-not as a date or anything. "He suddenly lacked his charm and his facial expression turning sad."Ok, I'll give you my number" was all I could gather for words. Whatever Liam was going through must have been bad.


I felt like shit and I deserved to, why did I have to be so dramatic over a kiss?


After ordering the girls to return home I ran out into the streets. It was 11:39pm when I returned to the banquet hall praying I would find Liam there.

I was hoping for the best but expecting the worst. The lyric swam through my thoughts.


I opened the doors to the room full of people dancing; did they even realize One Direction had left 3 hours ago?


Pushing through people for what felt like ages I gave up, I wasn't going to find him anywhere.


Back on the street I was frozen, my teeth chattered and I was miserable. This had turned from one those most exciting nights of life into one of the worst.

I walked in silence until a twig snapped behind me, I whipped around to catch what was behind me; the sidewalk and park bench was all that was there, the wind blew a couple of leaves out onto the road. I sighed and shook my head pitying myself. I continued to walk back to Dominique's and lit a cigarette to calm my nerves. I concentrated on the cigarette, sucking on it heavily and making "o" shapes with the smoke.


The hairs at the back of my neck stood up as I heard footsteps behind me. Not looking back I fastening my pace as I walked up the sidewalk, I just a block away from Dominique's house, I could make it.


The footsteps came closer and louder crunching the grounded beneath me, heart pounded and breath was sharp, my cigarette was whipped to the ground, I wanted to turn around but I was too frightened of what could possibly be there lurking in the shadows. I began to run, my legs kicked the dirty up from the ground and I was almost safe. I ran through a small forest that could quickly take me to Dominique's. I felt a root loop around my foot causing me to fall flat on my face. I pushed myself and turned only to see a bloody hand come from out from the dark shadows making me shriek at the top of my lungs.

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