I Can't Believe You! (one direction fanfic)

" I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU!" I scream, tears pouring down my face, reminding me of a waterfall. Waterfalls are supposed to be majestic amd beautiful. Nothing of my tears are majestic or beautiful.
"Listen to me Amy! I can fix this. Please?" he begs dropping to his knees in an attempt to bring me back to him. I stare at him in his helpless state. Why does he do this to me? His beautiful green eyes meet mine and I close my eyes trying to block him out. Only it doesn't work. I still see his broken figure on the ground pleading with me. It's the charm of Harrh Styles I guess...

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- Taylor xoxo


36. chapter 28

A.N. alright! I'm back, yay!!!!! Haha, i've missed writing! Okay so I haven't been on in forever! I just want to say though that im so happy! You guys have gotten me to 933 views. To some that may not seem like a lot  But to me, someone who never thought i would get ten readers, this is a big deal and i want to thank you all. To do that i am willing to do shoutouts. to get one you have to comment  the book then ask for a shout out. Be sure to like, favorite please. Now onto the book!!!! 


Liam and I, walked hand and hand to the little coffee shop where they serve breakfast  well. Now please don't think I'm cheating on Harry, because I'm not. Liam is merely protecting me from the wrath of paparrazzi. Liam is an attractive guy, but we dont have that kind of connection, he's like a brother to me, a brother I'm thankful for, one who  stands by me, thick and thin, who never judges and excepts my choices in life. 


he leads me through the hovering crowd of people and into the coffee shop. Upon stepping in the door, a bell rings and the strong smell of coffee beans hits my nose,overwhelming me . I smile as I glance around the shop, feeling at home in the comfy atmosphere. Liam pulls me through the shop and greets a waitress with a wave of his hand. The waitress smiles at both Liam and I and grabs two menus from the counter then beckoning us to follow her through the maze of small crowded tables. She seats us at a cozy table in the middle of the room, where its busiest. 


We take our seats, shrugging off our sweatshirts and placing them on our chairs. Finally I glance at Liam and he's smiling at me,

" Li, i love this place already" I smile. He lets a smirk show through then it disappears. 

" I figured you might." he laughs. by now the waitress has come back to get our order. only now do i decide to take in her appearance. She's young, long blonde curly hair, tied back in a ponytail. a thin body with long tan legs showing from underneath her shorts. Shes very pretty, and i feel slightly jealous of her and faintly wonder if liam likes her at all. 

"  May i take your order?" she politely asks Liam and I. I let Liam order first as i still have yet to even look at the menu.

" coffee, and the usual,  and the same for amy" he announces after a slight pause. I look up at him, slightly confused though he only shakes his head in response. the young waitress nods and bustles off, bringing the order to the kitchen. 

" okay, what did you order me?" i ask now that the waitress is gone. He laughs at my stern expression. finally his gaze meets mine and he answers. 

" relax it's chocolate chip pancakes, they won't kill you" he grins. I laugh and agree with him. 

" okay listen amy. i need you to give me some answers okay, because im confused, alright?" he asks me, with a soft expression. 

" okay" i respond weakly. 

" Do you love Harry?" he asks with a slight smile.

" yes, of course" 

" do you love zayn?" he asks sternly. oh god. 

" i don't know"

" truthfully?"

" truthfully." i respond, my head pounding and my stomach feeling sick. I place my head on the table, trying to stop the spinning. 

" Amy, im just trying to figure things out." liam murmurs.

" I know, can we change the topic though?" i ask hopefully. 

" yes. okay well, just saying, harry's home now, Louis called when you were in the shower. " he says

" is Louis still there?" i ask, mentally praying he is. 

" no. he went to see Emma." he responds. 

" dammit! can i visit Emma too? i want to meet her"  i plead with him.

" i guess. you just don't want to go home to Harry right?" he asks and i feebly nod.

" alright,we can stop by after we eat. which... here comes our food now" he says and a huge plate of chocolate chip pancakes are set in front of me. 

finally. i can meet emma! 

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