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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7. Chapter 6 ~ Parker

Chapter 6~Parker

As I sat under my tarp, I stared at the piece of paper in my hand. It was wavy and tearing from the many times I crumpled it up and smoothed it out over and over. He gave it to me two days ago, when we ran into each other—yet again—at the gas station. It’s like he was always showing up, always offering me something. It was gross almost. I bit my lip and stuffed the paper in my short pocket. It was another warm day out, there wasn’t a cloud in the sky and the sun was beating down on Miami.

This was killing me. Staying here in this dark alley all the time was boring, lonely and despite the weather, wet. I slipped on my flip flops, pulled my hair into a messy ponytail and walked to the nearest park, sitting myself down on the bench. I had a zip-up sweatshirt on, so I hid my face as best I could without looking like a murderer.

I thought about my parents, I thought about what they were doing right now. They were most likely sitting on the couch crying filling out applications for a missing person to put in the newspaper. I smirked, thinking that when I ran away from home, they were crushed, but when my brother left to live on his own when he was younger than I was my parents didn’t seem to care as much.

My phone buzzed. Garrett was calling me, like he had since I ran away. My parents called me, but I had to turn off my phone since they wouldn’t stop calling me. As the days went on, they still called, but not as much. I pressed ignore and put my phone in my pocket. I hated ignoring Garrett’s calls, but if I told him why I ran away—although I’m pretty sure he knew the reason—it would bring up a conversation I knew neither of us wanted to have. No matter how much it had been haunting us for.

People passed me by without a second glace. I’m not the kind of person you would notice when you passed by on the streets. I had brown eyes and straight brown hair, and was five feet six inches, so I didn’t stand out in a crowd. All throughout my life people told me I was pretty, that I had a wonderful future ahead for me, but growing up, I never felt like that. I looked out my window and saw such happy families with laughing and beautiful children, but I knew that would never be me. Even when I was five years old I knew my family wasn’t like that. Frankly, it wasn’t hard to put together if you lived in my house.

As I was thinking, a head of blond hair caught my eye. When I looked up, my breath got caught in my throat. Niall Horan was walking past me. I started choking from the shock, and Niall looked over, and his blue eyes widened when he saw me. Did he know who I was?

"Are you okay?” He asked his Irish accent so much more clearly in person.

“Yeah, thanks.” I said when I recovered, hiding my face.

“Aren’t you Parker Harrison?” He sat down next to me.

He knew who I was! “Aren’t you Niall Horan?” I asked, and he laughed.           

“I know it’s you. Liam talks about you a lot.”

My head snapped up. “What did you say? Liam does? Why?”

He shrugged. “I don’t know. I think he’s worried about you.”

“I don’t even know him.” I mumbled.

“Yeah.” He agreed. “So are you just sitting here, continuing to be ‘missing’?” He used air quotes around ‘missing’.

“I guess so.” I said and sat back.

“Are you really staying on the streets?”

I frowned. “Who told you that? Was it Liam?” I snapped.

“Yeah, why?”

“What else did he tell you?” I ignored his question.

“Nothing.”

I sighed and closed my eyes. “I’m sorry. I just don’t want to be found. I can’t go home.”

Why?” He seemed concerned, too. “Liam just said he wouldn’t tell us where you were, that’s all.”

“It’s personal.” I said. “I’m sorry, Niall. I haven’t talked about those things in a long time, and I don’t want to start now.”

“It’s alright. I understand. We all have issues.” He said with a plain tone. I bit my lip and didn’t reply. We sat there for a while and didn’t talk. My heart was about to beat out of my chest just thinking who was sitting next to me. I saw in the magazines that he had a girlfriend —Sam was her name I think— and they were really cute together. Then, Niall made conversation again. “How old are you?”

“Nineteen.” I said. “My parents got me tickets to your concert —which was brilliant— for my birthday.”

“Thanks. And wow, that was nice of them.” He nodded.

“Yeah,” I mumbled bitterly under my breath.

“Did you want to do something?” Niall asked suddenly.

I blinked. “Like what?”

He thought for a moment. “The beach? It’s a really nice day out, and I don’t know what the other lads are doing.”

“Yeah, why were you out here alone?” I pointed out.

“Thinking about stuff.” He shrugged and kicked a small pebble with his shoe, which went scrambling across the path and landed under a tree.

I didn’t comment further. “Sure, the beach sounds nice.” I flashed him a wide smile and he returned it, standing up and offering me his arm. I took it, giggling as we walked on to the beach. It was about a block away.

It was awesome going out. Staying in that alley way during the daytime was so boring. There was nothing to do and I felt like I had been missing out on things everyone got to experience. But I didn’t want someone to recognize me. I stopped dead in my tracks. “Niall, what if someone sees me and turns me in?” My heart pounded.

He gave me a half-smile. “Don’t worry; I’m an expert at staying hidden in public when I want to. Trust me.”

I was still uneasy, but continued walking. When we got to the beach, Niall let go of my arm, removed his shirt—wow!—and did a cannonball into the ocean. A small smile formed on my lips. I wanted to do this every day, be free every day, but I couldn’t. It wasn’t worth the risk of being spotted. I snuck multiple glances over my shoulder, but hardly anyone was around.

“Come on!” Niall shouted from the water.

"I don’t have a suit!” I replied.

“Who cares?”

I sighed, and walked to the water’s edge, so the water came up to my knees. It was a lot cooler than the air, and it felt nice. “I can’t come in.”

“Why not?” He asked, brushing his wet hair from his face.

“I just don’t want to.” I crossed my arms. “I’m sorry but someone could see us.”

Niall frowned, and got out of the water. “I’m sorry.” He stood three feet in front of me, bending down an inch or two so we were at about eye level. “You don’t have to be afraid all the time.”

I stared at him. “Yes, Niall I do. You don’t understand.”

“I guess I don’t.”

I sighed. “I’m sorry; I don’t mean to be a bitch all the time. It’s really scary out here and I can’t go back home.”

Niall nodded. “You don’t have to explain.” Water dripped from his shorts and hair.

“Niall?!”

Our heads snapped in the direction the voice came from. “S-Sam?” Niall stuttered. My eyes widened. Oh my God. Sam was here.

“What is going on here?” His girlfriend demanded.

“Well this is…” He started, but I covered my face a bit so she couldn’t see who I was. “This is someone I just met. I was just going to call you.” He started to step towards her, but anger flashed in her eyes as she took a step back.

“Don’t bother! Are you cheating on me with her?” Her voice rose, and Niall looked like his world had just been broken.

“No! I love you, Sam. I would never cheat on you! You have to believe me!” He reached for her, but she shook her head.

“On your time off you can’t even come and see me?” She screeched.

“You won’t answer my calls! Or anyone else’s!” He shouted back. I can’t believe I was here, now. This was so uncomfortable. I bit my lip and started to walk away when I saw four people jogging towards the three of us.

“Niall!” A British accent called as the figures came closer. When I could make out their faces my eyes widened. Harry Styles, Louis Tomlinson, Zayn Malik and Liam were in front of me. This was almost a perfect day.

“What’s going on here?” Liam stepped forward, reaching for me, but I frowned and stepped back.

"I ran into Niall and we came here, then Sam showed up and accused Niall of cheating on her with me.” I explained, running my hands through my hair. This was a disaster. Someone could see the boys and then see me. I had to get out of here. My eyes frantically swept the area, looking for anyone that was staring.

“That’s ridiculous!” Liam protested as Niall and Sam continued to argue.

“I’ll stay with him, you guys go ahead.” Louis told them, and then turned to me. “You must be Parker. I have heard many things about you. It’s nice to meet you.”

I couldn’t answer, I could only stare. He was so much more attractive in person —they all were— and it was hard to believe I was standing in front of my favorite band. When I didn’t reply, Liam spoke up. “Parker is a fan of One Direction; a really big fan.”

I could only blushed and nod. The rest of the boys laughed, and then Louis gave me a hug. The rest of the boys did too, and introduced them. “I think we should give them some privacy,” Harry suggested. The four of us —Zayn, Harry, Liam and I— walked away, leaving Sam, Niall and Louis to work things out. This day had been unbelievable. I met One Direction and Niall’s girlfriend—if that’s still what she was to him.

This is not what I had expected the day to be. 

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