Humane (Liam Payne)

{BOOK 2 - COMPLETE} On the outside, Parker Harrison's life seems perfect. A loving family of her and her brother, Garrett and their parents. But behind closed doors, things are not as they seem. Garrett moves out as soon as he can, getting as far away as possible with the ability to still see Parker, leaving her to feel empty and guilty.

When she runs away from home, and her parents report her missing, the last thing she wants is to be found. When she crashes into Liam Payne, things start to change. He becomes an unlikely ally to staying hidden, and he opens up his arms to her.

Liam is desperate to find out why Parker is the way she is. And when he does, it's in no way what he expected.



32. Chapter 31 ~ Liam

Chapter 31 ~ Liam

Ever since I got Parker on Twitter, she wouldn't get off. She followed a ton of her favorite artists and bands. I smiled when I saw her smiling, staring at her screen. The fact that she has gone through so much yet she's giggling while on Twitter makes me admire her so much. It's like if she's happy-and has nothing to be happy about-then I should be too because I have every reason to be.

The next day, I can tell Parker's in a bad mood from the way she doesn't greet me when she enters the kitchen. She takes one look in the fridge and scowls, closing it and stomping to her room. I call it her room because she can use it for as long as she wants, and I want her stay. Minutes later she returns with her hair brushed and down, in white shorts with a black tank top. It suits her really well. My eyes rake her body slowly, but she doesn't seem to notice, fortunately.

I don't like to her upset, so I feel obligated to ask her when I said, "How are you?"

She freezes and stares at me. If looks could kill, I'd be dead. "How am I? How am I?" Her voice rises. "How do you think I'm doing? My parents are psychotic animals and my brother left me in this fucking town with no one!" She screams at me.

I blink. What? Yesterday she seemed happy; she was smiling and laughing. What got into her today to make her so angry? She's got to be bipolar or something.

"My life is shit right now! I don't know where to go after this 'cause obviously I'm not staying here forever." My heart sinks when she says those words. "My brother left me and I don't know what to feel towards him. He's been the only person that understands me and now he's gone and left me with the worst possible people on this planet! I don't want to be even a hundred miles from them. Fuck!"

I try to step towards her, concern filling me from head to toe. I never want her to be this upset. I want to hold her, comfort her and tell her everything's going to be okay, because as long as she's with me, it will be. "Parker..."

"No! I don't need your pity! I need you to kick me out!"

"Why would I do that?" I ask softly. "I don't want you to leave. I'm not forcing you to stay, so if you want to go, then go." It pains me to think of Parker not being there when I wake up every morning but I just want what's best for her. So if she wants to leave, I won't stop her.

"I don't want to leave either, you dumb shit!" She yells at me. "Of course I want to stay; I want to stay with you. And I don't mean it for the bedroom, or the warm showers. I mean it for you, okay? You make me so angry, but at the same time I know I won't survive without you because you bring out something in me that I've never seen before. Fuck, no one has seen it before and that scares me!"

My breath gets caught in my throat. Did I hear her correctly? I step closer so there is only a few inches between us and look down into her brown eyes. They're wide and watery, and I want to wipe away the tears before they spill over. Too late; they're already streaming down her face. I cup her cheeks and wipe them away with the pads of my thumbs. Her lips part slightly and her cheeks flush. She looks utterly beautiful even when she's a mess.

"I-I didn't mean to say that, I..." She trails off, but I interrupt.

"Did you mean that?" I whispered, and she nodded. "You should have told me how you felt. I never want you to leave here, ever. I don't like the thought of you being out there in this crazy world alone. You'll always be safe with me."

She smiles and something that could only be labeled as relief washes over her face. She lets out something that sounds like a combination of a laugh and a cough and I smile sweetly at her. "I didn't make you uncomfortable did I? I don't want that, and I probably shouldn't have said anything. Today just isn't my day and I feel bad for yelling at you when you've been nothing but nice to me and-"

I shut her up by doing something that I'd wanted to do for a long, long time. My right hand holds the back of her neck and the other holds the small of her back. My lips connect with hers in a desperate kiss. I can't tell you how amazing it felt to finally have her lips on mine. Her lips freeze and she doesn't kiss me back at first, but I only kiss her hander and more desperately. She finally gives in and kisses me back with the same need and lust. I cock my head to the side to deepen the kiss, and her hot breath fills my mouth.

I'm not only doing this for me. I'm doing it for her, so she knows how much she means to me. I have to do this; I have to let her know there's someone who will do anything for her. Her lips are hot and I find myself becoming addicted right away. I could do this forever. I could spend eternity kissing Parker, letting her know that I love her. I love her, yes, I love Parker. And I wouldn't change anything about it.

I push her back against the kitchen table and only then do I pull away to find her lips swollen and pink, her brown hair slightly disheveled from our kiss. Her eyes flicker to mine, and I smile and brush her nose against mine. Our breathing is ragged and uneven. I want to kiss her again, so badly.

"What...was that for?" She breathed and I smiled.

"I don't know," I tell her, "you're just so hard to resist."

She raises and eyebrow. "Is that so?"

I nod and rest her forehead against mine. This feels so right, so natural and I would give anything to stay like this forever. "You're not alone. I'm here for you and I always will be. This world is cruel, but we will get through it, together." I bring her hand up so it's beside us and lace our fingers together, never breaking eye contact.

She smiled widely and let out a chuckle. Since I couldn't help myself, I kissed her again and she didn't hesitate to deepen the kiss. I smile against her lips to let her know how happy I am in this moment, how wonderful she makes me feel.

Yes, it's not all rainbows and roses all the time. She makes me beyond frustrated, confused, but most of all alive. There's this bond between us that makes my heart race whenever I'm around her. It's like I always have an adrenaline rush and I never want it to stop.


The day is spent cuddling, kissing and just watching TV. We laugh a lot as well, even when something isn't funny. I don't know what we are, if we even have a label to begin with. All I know is that I love this girl and I'll only fall for her more deeply the longer she's around. When the night comes to a close, I kiss her goodnight, and I try not to jump up and down when she kisses me back. I do it because I can, and because I know she won't fight me.

The next morning, I wake up with a smile on my face. But it soon disappears when I realize that I don't know Parker's feelings for me. Obviously there is something there because she kissed me back so many times. But I don't think her feelings are as strong as mine. I want to change that. So, I'm going to take her out, and I know exactly where. I've been to Miami before, when the lads and I did the tour last year. I get a text from Harry telling me that we have two interviews today. I groan, forgetting that we're back to work. Hopefully we'll be done by three so I can take Parker out.

Speaking of her, I walk to the kitchen and see her on her phone. I smile and she looks up. "You're on Twitter, I assume?"

"You'd assume correctly." She replied with a chuckle.

I get myself some breakfast and bring up what I wanted to ask her. "Are you planning on doing anything today?" I ask.

"No," she frowned. "I don't think so. Why?"

"I want to do somethin' with you." I tell her. "What do you think?"

"Sure," she agreed. "What would we do?"

A smile grows on my lips. "Do you like baseball?"

"I've never been to a game."

"What?" How has she never been to one before? Isn't that what Americans do in their pass time? "You've never been to one? Ever?"

She shook her head.

"Well we're going. I'm going to guy two tickets to a game at Marlin's Park." It was settled, and I was exciting to bring her to her first baseball game. It was one of my favorite sports to watch. Harry's was American football. I don't even know why they call it that, it doesn't make sense.

When I go on my laptop to buy the tickets Parker says she'll buy hers. "No, I want to." I reassure her, giving her a sweet smile. "Consider this my treat."

She gulped then flushed. " a date?"

A smile spread across my lips and I went to wrap my arms around her. "Yes, like a date. If that's what you want it to be."

She didn't answer, so I kissed the top of her head and printed off the tickets. I don't mind spending money on a girl. Parker's special and spending a little money isn't a big deal. "When are we going?" she asked.

"Tomorrow. The game is at two. I don't know exactly where the stadium is but I'll look it up on my phone when we're driving." I was more excited than I should've been. The fact that Parker called it a date made me want to pump the air with my fist.

Tomorrow wouldn't come soon enough.


Yay for first kisses! :)

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