I don't want to be yours. I don't want to be anybodies. I want to be me. I want to be Boston. I want to forget about the past and live my life. I want to be noticed but unnoticed by you. Leave me alone, Liam, because this time we really will kill each other. Don't try and find me, because I don't want my memories to haunt me like they happened yesterday. Like Hollywood says, two celebrities never make it out alive. And we are the perfect example.


28. liars

"Harry what are you doing?!" I yelled at him, screaming. Trying my hardest to get an answer out of him. "Why did you do it?" 

"I didn't do anything," he said as he started to pack his luggage. Tour was officially over. All the lads were going back home and then somewhere else in the world. Harry had plans to go to Los Angeles and I knew Bo was in Long Beach so of course I didn't like the idea of him going.

"What do you mean you didn't do anything? You made up a lie to tell to the paps. I'm not stupid."

"Obviously you are because I didn't tip the paps on anything. Liam I don't know who said anything, but I'll tell you something--," he pulled his luggage over his shoulder and came closer. "--the person who started this rumor has to be in the band or someone who knows you personally. Just think about someone who would do anything to keep this career."

I was confused. Does he know who's tipping the paps on ridiculous rumors? "Har--." But he was already gone. I heard the front door of our shared flat close and knew he was going to get in his car and drive to the airport.


So I thought about what he said. 'Someone who would do anything to keep this career.' I dawned on it for a moment or two and then it was like light bulbs illuminating.

I left what used to be Harry's room and down the hallway to Niall's. I didn't even knock and just pushed the door open, slamming it against the wall.

"Hello, Louis."

"Whatever fucking game you're playing at you can count me out. Why'd you do it Niall?"

He was sitting in the center of his bed and turned his head towards me. "What--?"

He never got the chance to be the smart ass he wanted to be because I placed my fists around his collar and pulled.

"You listen and you listen fucking good. When you mess with her like you just did, you're messing with me. I'm sure you coming up with the pregnant stunt was all laughs, but it wasn't. What are you even playing at?"

"I did it for us--for the band."

Well that was easier than what I hoped.

"I thought that if I made enough drama you would have no choice but to separate and and stay with the band. Liam we can't be One Direction without you."

"Well I'm not playing with you're little family reunion. Its been years since we were an actual band and even then things weren't right."

"I never meant to hurt anyone; I guess I just got lost in the past."

"You were selfish, Niall. You have officially set off the paps on Bo, and if she's attacked like Danielle--so help me god, Niall. You can say goodbye to any band because you won't be alive to be in one."

"Liam, I'm sorry. I just wanted--."

"I don't care what you wanted, Niall!"

"Fine, I'll call the paps, admit it was a lie."

"No," I said sternly. "You've done enough, so just stay out of it. I can't handle anymore liars in my life anyways."

I walked out of his room and heard his fist hit the wall. He wasn't going to get any sympathy from me. I have other plans, and better things than to hear him apologize. I had to find Simon and I didn't care how he was going to do it, but I needed to get into the States.

And he's gonna make it happen.

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