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Liam and Elizabeth had been best friends since the age of five. When Liam leaves for the X Factor for the second time he leaves Elizabeth and completely forgets about her. During the two years that Liam is gone, tragic and horrific events occur in Elizabeth's life. When Liam finally returns back to his hometown of Wolverhampton, will he be prepared for what he discovers? What neither of them know is, since the moment they met, there was love. True love.

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20. Record Deal?

***Liam’s POV***
 
As we walked onto the bus after the concert that night I couldn’t help but steal glances at Beth. She caught me staring and smiled at me. We all sat in the lounge and my phone rang. It was Simon.
 
“Hey Simon.” I said.
 
“Liam, how are you?” He asked.
 
“I’m fine, how are you?” I asked.
 
“Great. So, I saw some videos of the opening act tonight. Elizabeth Ashton, your best friend, am I correct?” Simon asked.
 
“Yeah.”I told him.
 
“Well, I must say, her voice is sensational. Its like nothing I’ve ever heard before.” Simon told me.
 
“I completely agree.” I told him.
 
“Is she there with you? I would like to speak with her a moment.” Simon asked.
 
“Yeah, hold on.” I said.
 
I took the phone away from my ear and looked at Beth.
 
“Bethie, Simon is on the phone. He would like to speak with you.”I told her grinning.
 
I handed her the phone.
 
“Hello… yes this is… yeah... wow… thank you so much….”She said.
 
Harry nudged me. “She’s getting a record deal. I can just tell.” He whispered.
 
“I know.”I smiled.
 
Beth continued to talk on the phone.
 
“No that was the first time I had ever sung to anyone but Liam… wow really?... thanks…”She was silent a moment and her eyes widened. A huge grin spread across her face. “Yes!!!... okay then. I’ll see you in two months then…. Bye.”
 
She hung up and almost screamed.
 
“OH MY GOD I GOT A RECORD DEAL!” She screamed.
 
“THAT’S AMAZING!” I told her, hugging her.
 
We all tackled her into a huge hug.
 
“See Bethie, you helped me live my dream and now I helped you live yours.” I grinned.
 
“Thank you Liam. Thank you for encouraging me.” She said.
 
“Of course.” I told her.
 
“I’m sure you lads knows what it feels like. You also got a record deal from Simon.” She said.
 
“Yeah… Bethie, does this mean you have to leave tour?” I asked.
 
She shook her head. “In fact, Simon likes me more than your other opening act. I’m officially your new opening act. When tour ends, that’s when I start recording. He wants me to write some songs though.”
 
“This is fantastic.” I told her.
 
“All thanks to you Liam.” She said.
 
“Actually, if you think about it, its all thanks to you. You were the one who made me audition both times for the X Factor. You are kind of the reason I’m famous.” I told her.
 
“Yeah, I guess I am.” She smiled.
 
-2 days later-
 
***Beth’s POV***
 
Ever since Simon gave me a record deal I’ve been working on writing songs. Ideas pop in and pop out of my head. I sat in the lounge for hours trying to come up with ideas. Finally one hits me. I begin to write the song down.
 
Loving him is like driving a new Maserati down a dead-end street. Faster than the wind, passionate as sin ending so suddenly. Loving him is like trying to change your mind once you're already flying through the free fall. Like the colors in autumn, so bright just before they lose it all.
 
(A/N: I know it is a Taylor Swift song. Just pretend.)
 
I loved it already. I sat there, deep in thought for a moment before the next line popped into my head.
 
Losing him was blue like I'd never known. Missing him was dark grey all alone. Forgetting him was like trying to know somebody you never met. But loving him was red. Loving him was red.
 
Before I could think of the next line Louis walked in.
 
“Whatcha writing?” He asked, sitting down next to me.
 
“A song.” I told him.
 
“Oh? Does Louis get to read what you have so far?” He asked.
 
I handed him the paper. I watched him read it and smirk.
 
“I don’t have to guess twice about who this song is about. It’s really good though. Do you want any help?” Louis asked.
 
I shook my head. “No, I want the first song I write to be one that I write on my own.”
 
“Fair enough. At least take a break and come to Starbucks with me?” He asked.
 
“Fine. Only because I need to clear my head.” I told him. “Let me just go change.”
 
“You look fine.” He smiled.
 
I looked down at my outfit polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=71865665.
 
“You want me to go to Starbucks in sweats and a sweatshirt?” I asked.
 
“Hey! I’m wearing sweats too.” He told me.
 
I saw that he was wearing Jack Wills sweats and a Hollister sweatshirt. I rolled my eyes.
 
“Fine.” I told him.
 
We walked off the bus began walking to Starbucks.
 
“Liam is jealous of you.” I told him.
 
He raised his eyebrows. “Oh really? Why?”
 
“Because you and I hang out… a lot.” I told him.
 
“Now that I think about it… we really do.” He told me.
 
“I don’t know why he would be jealous though. He told me it was because he felt like he was being replaced.” I told Louis.
 
“Beth, I could never replace Liam. Even I know that. You two are best friends. You and I may be best friends but not as much as you and Liam.” He said. 
 
“That’s what I told him.” I said.
 
We walked into Starbucks. “Well, Liam can think what he wants. If he has a problem with me our you, he needs to talk to us.”
 
“I agree.” I told him.
 
We walked up to the counter and the cashier’s eyes widened.
 
“Oh my gosh… you.. you’re Louis Tomlinson and Elizabeth Ashton!” He gasped.
 
“We are.” I told her.
 
“Erm.. I don’t mean to be rude but can I have your autographs?” She asked.
 
“But I’m not even famous.” I told her.
 
She shook her head. “You are really famous. Have you seen the magazines and newspapers? There are tons of articles about you online also.”
 
My eyes widened. “Wow…I had no idea.”
 
Louis and I gave her our autographs and ordered our drinks. He grinned at me.
 
“You just signed your first autograph.” He told me.
 
I nodded. “I did. It felt good. I could get used to it.”
 
When our drinks were ready Louis and I walked out of Starbucks. We walked over to a park and sat down on a bench. We talked for a while before heading back to the bus. When we got on it we saw Liam and Harry sitting in the lounge. Liam looked a bit angry.
 
“Can I talk to you two for a moment?” Liam asked.
 
“Yeah…”I said.
 
We walked back off the bus and Liam followed. Liam pulled out his phone and showed us a picture. It wasn’t just any picture though. It was one of Louis and I snogging…
 
“Care to explain?” Liam asked, looking angry.
 
“Liam I swear… we didn’t.” Louis told him.
 
“Really?! Then how do I have a picture?!” Liam said harshly.
 
“Liam! Don’t talk to him like that! Let us speak!” I scolded.
 
“Why Beth!? Because I don’t want my two best friends snogging in a park?! I bet that wasn’t even the first time!” Liam seethed.
 
“So are you saying that I would date Louis behind my back?!” I yelled.
 
“Yes Elizabeth! That’s exactly what I’m saying. I made it clear that you were off limits but obviously Louis didn’t respect that!” Liam yelled.
 
“Excuse me?! You declared that I was off limits? Last time I checked Liam, you didn’t own me! Do I look like a fucking dog?!” I yelled. “And have you ever considered that the picture might be fake?!”
 
“Liam, give me your phone a moment.” Louis said calmly.
 
Liam shoved his phone into Louis’s hands. Louis looked at the picture.
 
“Liam, in this picture she’s wearing a pink sweater. Notice her white Hollister jacket that she has on. She’s also wearing black UGGs. In this picture she’s wearing tan UGGs. Not to mention my sweats that are grey in the picture while I’m wearing navy blue sweats right now. The picture is fake Liam. Notice the details before accusing!” Louis said harshly.
 
Liam looked at the picture then at us.
 
“Bethie…”Liam said softly.
 
“Shut the fuck up Liam.” I said, pushing past him.
 
Liam rushed after her.
 
“Beth.” He said again, grabbing my arm.
 
I immediately pulled away. “Did you not hear what I said? Just leave me alone. I’m not mad that you yelled at me Liam. I’m mad that you would even think that I would to that to you. You even know that I wouldn’t do that. I also hate the fact that you think you own me.”
 
I walked back onto the bus and saw Harry still sitting there.
 
“Let me guess, the picture was fake?” Harry asked.
 
I nodded and sat down next to him.
 
“He made a huge deal out of it and practically told me that he owned me.” I told him.
 
“Well he doesn’t own you. You are your own person. Don’t ever let anyone tell you otherwise.” Harry told me.
 
I smiled at him. “Thanks Harry.”
 
Niall walked into the room grinning.
 
“Guess what?!” He asked happily.
 
“What?” I asked.
 
“Justin Bieber just invited us to a party on Friday night! Today is Wednesday! That means only two days!” Niall said excitedly.
 
“Wow. Really?” I asked.
 
“And guess what Beth?” Niall grinned.
 
“What?”
 
“Justin invited you too. Not accompanied by us, he invited you. That makes you a real celebrity now.” He grinned.
 
“She also signed her fist autograph today.” Louis grinned, walking onto the bus.
 
They turned to me. “Really? Who?”
 
“The cashier at Starbucks.” I shrugged.
 
“Beth…”Liam said, walking onto the bus.
 
I turned and glared at him. I didn’t respond. I just turned back to Harry, Niall and Louis.
 
“Hey, where’s Zayn by the way?” I asked.
 
“Sleeping.” Niall told me.
 
“Are you ignoring Liam?” Louis whispered in my ear.
 
“Yep.” I replied.
 
“Well… I’m going to go finish my song that I’ve been writing. Have fun obsessing over Justin Bieber’s party.” I said.
 
I walked back to the bunks and pulled out my song-writing book. I thought of the next line. Finally after almost 15 minutes, it came to me.
 
Touching him was like realizing all you ever wanted was right there in front of you. Memorizing him was as easy as knowing all the words to your old favorite song. Fighting with him was like trying to solve a crossword and realizing there's no right answer. Regretting him was like wishing you never found out that love could be that strong.

 

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