Old Friends New Life (Completed)

Hello, my name is Ruby. I was best friends with Liam all throughout secondary school. Yes, THE Liam Payne. When he left at the end of year 11 to audition for X-Factor again I supported him fully. We stayed in contact for a while but in the end just kind of drifted. We haven't contacted in a year and let alone seen each other in nearly 2. Fancy running into him on the night I ran away of all nights. You see my dad died of cancer but I never told Liam. My mum was depressed and when Anthony came along he was really nice. Mum was so masked by their 'love' that she didn't listen when I told her of all the abuse he gave me. Things didn't help when he got her pregnant. I decided to run away in the end. That was enough, I couldn't cope with anything anymore. I went to the river and was standing on the bridge, about to jump...


1. The Night He Returned

"That's it!! I am out of here!!" I screamed. I then legged it out the door before Anthony could catch me. You see, my life is basically sh*t. My dad dies of cancer just 2 years ago and my mum was devestated. It didn't last though. She soon moved on and met this guy called Anthony. They were married within 3 months of being together. I never liked him and I was always suspicious of him. Since they were married he has been treating me terribly. He turned abusive. Most nights he would come back drunk and he would come to my room and rape me. Then, to keep me quiet, he would cut me as a threat. I have bruises all over my body, cobering almost every inch of my skin. I cover them up with make-up and clothes. The final straw for me was that my mum just told me she is pregnant with his kid. I don't want to be in a world like this.

My footsteps echoed as my feet pounded down the street. It was dark and cold outside, and I was regretting not wearing coat, but none of that would matter soon. All the pain would be gone and I wouldn't have to put up with all the bullying at school since Liam left. Yes, Liam Payne. But he has changed. He used to be the best friend I had ever had and we used to so absolutely everything together but then he left for X-Factor and got put in band. After that he never returned my texts and calls. He just broke contact. He never knew anything going on, like my dad dying or my abusive step-dad. He didn't deserve to know anymore.

I got to my destination and my thoughts drifted to all the times me and Liam spent together. With every action came a different memory.

Slowing my pace as I walked to the railing of the bridge: The day me and Liam met when I was being called 4 eyes by almost every kid in the class and he stepped up behind me and said to them "Twice as many as you. Twice as great as you." and from then on we were best friends

Swinging one leg over the railing to stand on the ledge: Getting ice cream in the middle of summer just after we had met and having it melt all over our hands then smearing it all over each other's faces

Swinging the other leg over so I was on the ledge with my arms hooked over the railing: The first time Liam auditioned for the X-Factor and I went to judges houses to support him and we were together when he got crushed

Looking down at the running water far below: Going to the beach one hot, sunny day and swimming in the sea where I went up behind him and jumped on his back and he got so freaked out the he dropped me and we spent the rest of the day in A&E treating a broken ankle with him constantly apologising and trying to make it up

Putting one foot out and unhooking my arms so I wobbled nearly off: Liam not replying to any of my texts or calls when my dad died and sending me a text 2 months later saying he changed his number and this was his new one and we should contact more... as if

Jumping until I was in the air and had a sense of flying away from the bridge to the water below: Liam not telling me he was going on a worldwide tour and ringing me when he was in New York, complaining about his break up with Danielle and me hanging up then him getting mad

Feeling the air rush up as the water came closer: Liam attempting to apologise over and over but me ignoring him and putting up with the abuse and heart break and pain and...

"RUBY!!!" My arm was jerked nearly out of its socket as I was pulled back to the ledge and then lifted over the railing. I struggled against the strong grip and nearly fell again as I wanted, but they caught me with my other arm. They pulled me into their toned chest and held me tight in their arms. My face was pressed against their chest and I could hear their heartbeat fast and their chest going up and down as both our breathing rates returned to normal. At that point I broke down into them and let all the tears come out. They held me for who knows how long and I got their shirt wet but they didn't seem to mind.

"Ruby..." They breathed, "Why? Why oh why oh why?" they repeated over and over "Why would you do this? I am SO sorry..." And so much more into my ear. When I calmed dowm I managed to free myself of their grip. Wiping my eyes I looked up to see the familiar golden brown eyes I had looked in to so many times before but not seen in nearly 3 years. Those afformentioned eyes were filled with tears and I couldn't bare it any longer, I ran away. To the one spot that I could always go to.

I arrived at the park and took the bench illuminated by the street lights. I sat down and realised how cold it really was. Goose pimples formed on my arms and covered my skin as I sat there in my ripped up jeans with holes in and a red T-shirt. My hat was askew on my head and I straightened it so the beanie was sitting correctly. Footsteps came from behind and I knew who it was but I didn't turn around to look at them.

"Hey." His voice rang through my head. The one I hadn't heard in so long. Why did he have to come back tonight of all nights? If he hadn't have come along then I would be long dead by now. I hadn't even known he was going to be back anyway so how come he thinks he can just waltz back in here like nothing every happened. "Please don't do this to me, I am SO SO SO SO SO sorry just please forgive me. You're my best friend. No-one could ever replace you and I have no idea what I would do if you were gone." My heart broke at his words.

"You-" My voice cracked from tears and cold, "You don't deserve to be forgiven... Liam." It hurt to say his name. I won't lie, there was a time when I did start to grow feelings towards him, as more than a friend, and those certainly haven't gone away - especially with his looks. He had grown into his features well. His face was sharp yet soft, his hair was starting to grow back from an apparent buzz cut and his body was certainly more toned and muscled than it was before. It was true, he's officially hot. No wonder he has half the population of teenage girls world wide screaming after him.

"I know, but that doesn't mean you can't." Every word from him was like slicing open old wounds. I had thought I was over him, but obviously not. But Liam had hurt me in ways that Anthony never could. "Please." His begging got to me and knew it was the only way to make me crack.

"Liam..." I trailed off as a shiver ran down my spine. Liam seemed to notice as he took off his orange Jack Wills hoodie he was wearing, and made me put it on. "Thanks." I mumbled, looking over his own clothes. He was wearing jeans with a blue T-shirt and white trainers. Surely he must be the cold one now...

"Talk to me Ruby."  And so I did. He was my best friend, and everyone deserved a second chance right? Maybe he could help me. I told him about my dad dying and my mum getting re-married and being pregnant and me not liking that. And I told him all about the bullying getting worse. The only thing I left out was the part where Anthony was abusive. I don't know how long we were sat on that bench but by the time we had finished catching up, him telling me all about the boys and tour and singing etc., it was around 11:30pm. "It's cold Rub's lets get you home." He used my nickname which made me feel better but didn't stop me flinching at the word 'home'. He frowned as he noticed this."Ruby?"

"I don't have a home." I told him, my voice barely audible as it was just above a whisper.

"Why?" He asked carefully. This was it. I told him, I had to. I told him all about Anthony, the un-edited version and we both cried. "I am so sorry I left you to go through this alone Ruby." He said. In the end he managed to convince me to go back with him and live with him and the boys, then tour the world like I had always wanted to do with him. It didn't really take a lot of convincing to be honest, I just really hate meeting new people.

We walked back to his house and when we walked through the door voices immediately drifted to my ears. His house was massive and I stared at everything as I looked around in awe. All the floors appeared to be wooden and all the walls were white. There was a wooden staircase just in front, but he took my hand and led me down the hallway towards the voices. I calmed a little at Liam's touch as tingles centred from my hand, but I was still scared because they didn't know about Anthony and Liam hadn't seen all the bruises...

We walked through a doorway into what I presumed was the living room where three black couches - each two seater - were surrounding a massive flat screen plasma TV with a case underneath it filled to the brim with DVD's. On two of the couches sat two boys on each and they all turned to look at us when we walked in. Liam squeezed my hand a little as I hid behind his back, looking around his shoulder at the 4 pairs of curious eyes. I knew who they were as I had seen their faces plastered all over posters and buses everywhere etc. with Liam, but I didn't know their names though. One of them got up and walked towards us. I whimpered, scared, and only Liam heard so he squeezed my hand a little tighter.

"Hello, Love. My name's Louis but you can call me Lou." He said as if he was talking to a little scared child... which I guess is what I was acting like even though I am 18. He had light brown hair in a slight quiff upwards and was wearing black jeans with a red shirt and red TOMS. Overall pretty handsome but not like Liam. None of them were like Liam to me. 'Lou' was holding his hand out to me to shake and I tentatively stepped around Liam and used my spare hand to shake his. I was slightly shocked when he pulled me in for a hug but used one arm to hug him back after a minute. As he pulled away, he gave a little squeezed and I winced as pain shot throughout my whole body. He took a step back and frowned at me. Liam had noticed too and let go of my hand. I looked towards the floor in embarrassment and shame as Liam stepped in front of me. I backed up but he held my wrist so I couldn't move without it hurting.

"Ruby... Let me look." I shook my head at Liam's words and tears prickled my eyes, threatening to overflow once again. "Ruby. Please." He pulled me closer gently, and slowly lifted up my top to reveal all the bruises and marks. He gasped at what he saw and I quickly pulled the shirt back down before anyone else could see it. Luckily Liam had been hiding me from the other boys. "Rub's..." He trailed off as a tear dropped from his eyes, rolling down his cheek. I looked away and found Louis looking at me in question as the others were awkwardly standing there having no idea of what was going on. No one was talking and I felt so ashamed. I obviously wasn't welcome here. Once Liam looked back at the other boys I legged it back the way towards the door I had memorised. My footsteps were loud on the floorboards and Liam's soon followed. Just as I got to the door, two familiar, strong, arms wrapped around my waist and lifted me up.

"LET ME GO!!!" I yelled but he still didn't. Instead he just proceeded to walk to the stairs and start climbing them. I struggled and squirmed as much as I could and eventually I slipped out of his grasp as we reached the landing. I quickly ducked under his arm and ran back down the stairs. Louis was then standing at the door, blocking it and I gave him a pleading look but all he gave me was a shake of the head and a sympathetic one back. I could hear Liam getting closer to me from behind so ran towards the back hoping there was a back exit as well. I ran down the cooridoor and through the kitchen until I reached a glass door. I tried it and it was locked so quickly fumbled with the key, but not fast enough. Just as I heard the *Click* Liam threw me over his shoulder. I screamed and tried to reach the handle but Liam backed up. Then the curly haired guy walked in looking confused and locked the door then taking the key and putting it in his pocket as Liam was telling him to. At that point I gave up and slupmed in Liam's arms.

Not a word was said between us as he proceeded to take me up the stairs and into the bathroom. Once we were in there he put me down on my feet and locked the door. The bathroom was massive and all white tiled. There was a radiator in the corner where towels hung above on racks and then there was a shower, bath, sink and toilet with multiple massive cupboards on the walls.

"Please." Liam murmered when I backed away as he tried to take my shirt off. I shook my head thinking of the all the times Anthony raped me and Liam sighed before turning to run the water in the bath and adding a few bubbles. When it was full he took a couple of steps back to me so he was almost touching me and placed his hands on the bottom of my shirt once again. This time I didn't back away and he slowly pulled it over my head. His eyes never left mine as he made me sit on a wooden chair in the corner so he could take off my black and white converse and black socks. He then pulled me up with his hands and, still not losing eye contact, pulled my jeans down so I was only wearing my undergarments. I finally took a look in the full length mirror on one wall and saw all the bruises covering where my clothes used to be. Liam came up behind me and carefully unclipped my bra. I let it fall to the floor and his eyes met mine in the mirror as he pulled down my under wear. He finally looked at my body and tears started to fall down his cheeks as he looked over the yellowing bruises mixed with the new black and purple ones along with all the cuts and marks.

He calmed himself down, taking a deep breath, and led me over to the bath, helping me to step in. I lowered myself down and started to adjust to the hot water. Liam then went over to one of the cabinets and got out a towel for later, shampoo, conditioner and soap. He then took the cup from the sink and came back over. First he got the cup and wet my hair like you would a child, puring over whilst placing a hand so it didn't run into your eyes, an then rubbed in the shampoo. He did the same thing with the cup to get the suds out and again for the conditioner. When it came to the soap he carefully rubbed it over my body and apologised quietly every time he pressed too hard and I winced. More silent tears ran down his cheeks as the soap removed the make-up and revealed the rest of the marks all over my arms and neck etc.

"I'm so sorry." He whispered, more to himself and helped me out the bath, wrapping the big fluffy towel around my body. He then picked me up in his arms and carried me bridal style to his room as I buried my face into the crook of his neck and silently cried with my arms wrapped around his neck. He closed the door behind him and placed me on the bed, kissing my forhead before walking to his wardrobe. There he took out a pair of grey trackies, a red T-shirt and a blue one. Then he went to his drawers and got out a pair of boxers. He handed the boxers and blue T-shirt to me to get into as he got in his trackies and red shirt. I did and then stood up as the shirt reached mid-thigh. He smirked slightly and came close to me, snaking his arms around my waist. Tingles ran through my body where he touched me and I shivered slightly from his warm breath as our heads got closer until our lips were nearly touching.

"I've missed you so much." I whispered so I was barely audible. Our lips brushed and he pulled me closer against his body. Not that I was complaining.

"I've missed you more." He was leaning in and our lips were just about to touch when...

"The rest of the boys wanted to introduce themselves..." Louis trailed off as he barged through the door and we both lept away from eachother. Liam rubbed the back of his neck and I looked towards the floor like it was now the most interesting thing I had ever seen... even if it was wood...

*Cough* "Well..." *Cough* "Do you want to Rub's?" Liam asked as he tried to recover himself. I looked up to see Louis looking at Liam with his eyes brows raised and a smirk plastered on his face. I stifled a giggle and he looked towards me with a smile on his face and laughed too. Liam just glared at us both, yet only jokingly at me. I nodded in answer and Liam took my hand in his, interwining our fingers as we followed Louis down the stairs. He sat on one of the couches and Liam led me over to another, sitting me in his lap. I buried my head in his chest and he wrapped his arms around me. It was light here and everyone but Liam was staring at my 'marks'. I didn't mind them seeing it was just the staring really. "I should have given you different clothes." Liam whispered in my ear. I shook my head and pecked his cheek and he relaxed, feeling better. He very gently squeezed my body so it wouldn't hurt and we smiled at eachother. Then turned to face the staring faces.

Time to meet the boys.

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