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.

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38. Chapter 37 ~ Liam

Chapter 37 ~ Liam

She was there. She was right there. If I wanted to—and I did—I could have reached out and touched her skin. But I didn’t, because…well, I don’t know why. She looked like gorgeous even when she looked like a mess, and I knew I looked the same if not worse. I don’t know how to…live without her. I feel like I’m not myself without her; that I’m just watching myself live from another person’s perspective with her not with me. I hate it, I hate it, and I would do anything to have her in my apartment right now.

I text Amabel asking her what’s going on and if she’s heard from Parker. She doesn’t answer for ten minutes, and then she sends me this:

SHE’S HERE NOW. DON’T WORRY. –AMABEL

My heart stops. She’s there? Should I go over there?

DON’T COME. I’LL TELL HER TO COME & TALK 2 U. –AMABEL

I sigh. I miss her so damn much I wonder how I’m functioning, if it’s only barely. I hope for nothing more than for Parker to come here so I can tell her how much I need her. Does she feel the same? I ruined her image with the public, and that’s something I’ll regret forever.

I don’t get a text from Amabel after that, and I begin to worry. I clean the apartment as best I can, which consists of stuffing all the dirty clothes in the hamper, putting the dishes in the dishwasher, tidying  up the front room and I even have enough time to take a shower. If she doesn’t show, I’ll be done. I’ll break for good. I’ll know that she’ll never want to speak to me again and I don’t think I could handle that.

Music calms me, so I turn on the radio and the song immediately catches my attention.

“She fell to the bottom of her life, this wasn't meant for two. She struggles to find herself in time but she can barely move.

Just try and get up, you gotta slowly brush off
I know that words aren't enough but you're better than this

Save your heart for someone that's worth dying for
Don't give it away
Torn apart, never getting what you've been crying for
It's always the same

She turns the pages everyday just to change the mood
But every chapter reads the same, it's so hard to make it through
Just try and get up, you gotta slowly brush off
I know that words aren't enough but you're better than this

Save your heart for someone that's worth dying for
Don't give it away
Torn apart, never getting what you've been crying for
It's always the same.”

There was a knock on the door, and I ran to open it, wanting to see her so desperately. There she was, looking just as beautiful as the last time I saw her. I had to refrain from bringing her into my arms and kissing her. But the look she gave me told me not to. I just smiled shyly and opened the door for her. Was she going to tell me she never wanted to see me again?

“There’s a lot we have to talk about.” Parker said, sitting down. I didn’t know how close I was supposed to sit by her, so I just sat down a foot or two away. Her chin trembled and I frowned, close to tears myself at the sight of her so upset. “I miss you.” She whispered, trying not to cry.

I scooted an inch closer. “I miss you too.” It was nothing but the truth. I missed her, I missed her so much it kept me up at night.

"But that doesn’t make it okay. I admit, there are so many things that you could have done to make things worse, and I know you didn’t do it on purpose, but that doesn’t change what you did. People have been telling me…terrible things, and I hate it. I hate it so much Liam,” she pleaded, meeting my eyes. “I feel like, I feel almost as if this is what Garrett went through, what his life was like. I know it’s nothing in comparison, but now I know what’s it’s like for people to hate you when you did nothing. Garrett wasn’t in the wrong, and the people, the fans, are making me feel like I committed a crime. I’ve been rethinking everything I’ve ever done to see what I did to make them hate me but I can’t. It’s driving me crazy.” At this point tears are streaming down her cheeks and I’m all choked up.

I’m glad we were communicating, that she didn’t come here and start screaming at me, like a part of me thought she would. “I’m so sorry.” I grabbed her hand. She looked away and a little piece of my heart broke. “I know what that feels like, but I know this is new to you and if I could go back and change it I would.”

“But you can’t,” she sobbed. “You can’t, Liam. But the thing is, I don’t know what to do without you.”

My breath got caught in my throat at her confession. What did she just say? Is there even the slightest possibility that she could love me as much as I love her? I doubt that, no one could ever love someone as much as I love her. “Same here,” I smiled slightly.

Parker managed a laugh and scooted a little closer to me. I wrapped an arm around her shoulder and brought her in my arms. This is what I had been waiting for since she left; her back to me. I stared at her lips, wanting to kiss her more than anything, but she spoke before I could lean in.

“What do I do?” She asked.

I thought for a moment before replying, “I don’t know.” It was the truth.

“How do you do it?”

"That’s what I asked Amabel.” I laughed a little bit. “It’s hard for me sometimes, but I know there are so many people that support me, my career and my band mates.”

“That’s true.” Parker replied. “But doesn’t it bother you?”

“Yes,” I answered. “It does. But I’m not in it alone. You aren’t either, so don’t think you are.”

“I feel that way sometimes.” She mumbled, picking at her fingernails. I pushed a strand of hair from her face.

"There’s no need, love. I’m here, and so are the lads. Amabel loves you to death. There are people all around you that you can go to. They’re all going through what you are.”

She buried her head in her hands. “I feel so whiny.”

I hugged her tightly. “You’re not whiny. It’s hard for everyone; no one is not affected by it.”

“Amabel is.”

“I don’t think so. I think she’s used to it. I know for a fact that when she first started dating Harry that it was really bad for her, but she just didn’t say anything.” I explained.

Parker looked up at me. “She seems okay now.”

“Yeah, she’s better. It’s better, now that Harry has kept her from the media as much as possible.”

“Really? I see her in the magazines all the time.” Parker said. “I even read the bullshit articles.”

I laughed. “Yeah, Amabel is out there and known to the public, but it’s harder than it looks.”

“I bet.”

I sighed. “That’s why it’s easier to have someone with you, my band mates.”

"I don’t have band mates.” She pointed out.

"True,” I chuckled. “But you have people that love you.”

“Okay, sure,” she sarcastically said. “Who?”

I pursed my lips. Do I tell her now? Is it the right time? God, I don’t know. Parker froze, pulled away, and looked me in the eyes.

“You…”

"I…” I muttered, and then said with more confidence, “Yes. I love you. Parker, I love you. I love you so much and I don’t really know what to do about it. I can’t really tell you the reasons why I love you, I just do. And I know that with everything that’s happened between us, you probably don’t feel the same way, but—”

I was cut off by her lips being pressed against mine. Everything I was going to say, my rant about my love for her completely fading from my mind. All I could comprehend was that she was kissing me. I lay back on the couch, and she straddled my hips. I wrap my arms around her waist, pulling her closer to me, although it’ll never be close enough. Her hot breath fills my mouth and I can almost literally feel myself being put back together. This is what I was missing when she was gone. I needed this in my life, and I will do anything to make sure that stays true. That she’ll always be there when I need to her to be. The thought of kissing her whenever I want to makes me happier than words can describe.

When we pull away, we’re both panting. Parker placed a hand on my chest and I pecked her lips again, just because I wanted to. “What…what was that for?” I breathed. We both laughed a little when we realized Parker said that same thing after I kissed her for the first time.

"Was that not a satisfying answer for you?” She smiled, and it was the smile I loved so much. I didn’t see it as much as I would have liked to, but that was going to change.

“What do you mean?” My grin was as wide as it possibly could go.

Her nose brushed mine. “Are you really going to make me say it?”

A giddy feeling consumed me, and I had to tell myself not to jump up and start pumping the air with my fist. “Of course,” I said.

“Fine,” she huffed, and I chuckled.

Was this really happening? In answer to that question, she confirmed what I had been hoping for quite some time by saying,

"I love you, Liam Payne.”

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