It All Started With A Brownie

Actually, it starts with two.
Susie gets up one morning and makes a load of brownies. 250, in fact. She and her friends don't know what to do with them so they decide to sell them - outside their apartment. A guy comes along, hood up, blue eyes and soft blonde hair. He keeps his face hidden, but when Susie sees him properly, it's Niall Horan, her celebrity crush. Can Susie keep her secret hidden from her friends, or will the truth come out?

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40. Together At Last

 

Liv’s POV

 

I’ve been sitting here in this cramped bedroom, doing nothing apart from getting my meals, for three days now.

Three whole, long, tiring days.

Tomorrow One Direction and the girls leave for the UK, and unless they come and get me, I’m going to have to make my own way back.

I guess it’s time to see if they’ve…

Glancing down at my bag, I slowly bent forwards and lifted it up, picking out my phone and turning it on:

67 missed calls

48 new text messages

123 Whatsapp messages

18 Snapchats.

24 Instagram comments

54 Facebook messages

59 Twitter messages.

74 Kik messages

 Jeez. Popular much?

However, when I opened the tabs to see who the messages and calls were all from, I realised that there was only one person behind all of this.

Harry Styles.

My heart sunk, realising that nobody but him had forgiven me for this crime I had supposedly committed.

Nobody else had bothered to try and contact me. Nobody-

Nobody else had cared.

I lay back on the B&B bed, trying to gather my thoughts, but failing as tears started to leak from my eyes.

A few seconds, minutes, hours for all I cared, a knock came at my door.

“Yes?” I croaked out.

The person didn’t reply, but instead threw the door open and stared, shocked, at the state of my room.

Crumpled tissues, scrunched up pieces of paper and random files and clothes lay about the place, but in that moment, I didn’t care.

Because standing right in front of me, was Liam.

You’d think I’d hate him.

After all I’ve been through, after all he’s said to me and done to me, after three miserable days with hearing nothing from him, you’d think I’d hate him.

But the fact of the matter was, my heart still soared at the sight of him. His dirty blond quiff which made him the spitting image of Robbie Williams and the cute little smile I had got so used to seeing each and every day made tears prick at the back of my eyelids.

He was here.

“Liam.” I breathed softly, not moving from my cross-legged position on the bed.

 “Liv.”

 

 In one swift movement, the young man was in my arms. He hugged me tightly and I breathed in his intoxicating smell. His lips found mine, and I kissed him passionately for a few seconds before landing with a bump back in the present.

 

 “Why are you here, and where’s Danielle?” I muttered, not wanting to spoil the moment I had been waiting so long for, but, I had to get the details out of him first.

“We found out it was her all along. God, was I mad. I just couldn't believe my girlfriend of three years would do a thing like that. It was unbelievable and I let her know it. We kicked her out, and she’s gone, out of our lives for good. I’m so, so sorry Liv. If there’s anything I can do to make up for what I said, for what Danielle did, I would do it, I promise I would.” The desperation on his face made my heart ache, but I had to know.

 

 "Okay, but Liam, why did you kiss me?"

 

 He hesitated and I repeated the question.

 

 "You see, the thing is Liv, I think I've liked you for quite a long time, like, had a little crush on you. We've got to know each other really well, and I think I made my brain think that it was not you I was thinking about all day, but Danielle. But, I couldn’t take my mind off of you, and whenever I saw you, the feelings I had became that tiny bit stronger. I feel terrible about doing this to Danielle, but I can’t forgive or forget what she did.” He paused for breath and my eyes started to widen.

 

 “You like me?”

 

“Um, yeah…”

 “Well, that’s convenient, because I’ve always had this huge crush on you, and right now, I think I want to kiss you again.”

Liam smiled and his eyes twinkled. He pulled me closer and crashed his lips to mine once more, sending multiple shivers down my spine.

**

 “I’m so scared though, what if they haven’t forgiven me?” Right now I was having a panic attack on whether the others would still be mad and begrudging. We were outside the hotel, and a security guard was leading us into the foyer.

 

 “Love, you did nothing wrong. They were so worried about you when we found out it wasn’t you, and they feel so guilty. Just relax, it will all be fine.” Liam put an arm around my waist and kissed the top of my head, spreading a warm glow around my body.

 

 The both of us finally got to the hotel bedroom where apparently everyone was, and I clutched onto his arm for dear life. He opened the door and a wild sight met my eyes.

 

 Streamers, balloons, party poppers and paint-splattered posters were all over the place, whilst in the middle, ten boys and girls stood grinning their heads off.

 

 When I walked into view, everyone ran in for a huge group hug, and all my friends apologised and told me how it was a big mistake.

 

 I could see how sorry they were, and I couldn’t bear not being friends with them for more than three days, so I sat on the sofa and they all explained, one by one, what had happened since I had ‘disappeared’.

 

 I smiled once they had all finished and shrugged. “It’s alright, I think I would have been mad at myself too if I’d stolen your things. I forgive you, and I’m just glad you forgave me, even though, as Liam said, I didn’t do anything.”

 

 A bit later, after all our celebrations of being friends again was over, Liam and I announced our relationship.

 

 “Yeah, we’re, um,” He coughed and I squeezed his hand tighter. “We’re um, now together.”

 

 Everyone whooped and cheered, and gazing at Liam, my Liam, my boyfriend, I couldn’t wish for a better day.

 

 However, when I looked round the room again, I noticed that not everyone was smiling.

 

 He wasn’t smiling.

No. Harry Styles, the boy who had told me in a cramped coffee shop not that long ago that he still loved me, the boy that had searched for me, tried to get in contact with me, believed in me all this week, when he could have just turned his back like everybody else, he wasn’t smiling.

 

 Harry stared intently at me, his face displaying no emotion, and I looked right back. His eyes were pleading with me, telling me it was a mistake, trying to show that I should be with him, not Liam.

 

 I’m sorry Harry.

 

 At last I managed to shake my head, and his eyes fell to the floor.

 

 My own eyes filled with soft tears, and I gulped to keep them back. I could tell he still wanted me, but however hard I tried not to, I wanted Liam, and I couldn’t forget what Harry did to me a few years ago.

 

 After what seemed like a long time, with people milling around Liam and I, Harry’s head looked back up again.

 

 He stared at me for a long time, his eyes piercing into my soul, and ever so slightly, I saw the nod of his head, accepting my decision.

 

 I smiled and he cracked one back, his cheeky dimples making my grin wider.

 

 Letting Liam talk to Zayn for a bit, I walked over to the boy and sat down, taking his hand. “Thank you for believing in me. I just want you to know that, I loved you once Harry, but I don’t now. I’m sorry, and I forgive you for what you did, but I can’t love you. One day you’re gonna make a girl extremely happy, and you’re going to have such an amazing life. You’ll find her one day Harry, but I’m sorry. That girl isn’t me.”

 

 Harry nodded and smiled. “Thank you.”

 

 I got up and walked back over to my boyfriend, suggesting that we should watch a movie. He smiled softly and kissed my cheek. “Great idea, Liv.”

 

 We walked over to the sofa and I slid in a film, whilst everyone settled down themselves.

 

 Looking around at all my friends, I was content. Zayn and Perrie kissed quietly in the corner, their wedding ring glinting in the light of the lamp. Louis and Eleanor were chatting together, along with Zara and Annabel. Susie and Niall were squidged up on the love-seat, and I lay back on Liam’s chest, looking over at Harry.

 

 His eyes were closed and he looked peaceful too.

 

 Life was complicated, but for the moment, I was happy and content. With Japan right outside the window, a cosy night in with these people, these amazing, amazing people, there was nowhere else I'd rather be.

 

 The End.

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