Hidden Bright Side {Liam Payne}

Liam was the most popular kid in school, as well as the meanest. When he is hit with the reality stick, he decides to change his ways and become a.. Er- Geek. Things take a bad turn for him and he becomes the most bullied kid in school. Will he survive his new life or will he go back to the old ?

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3. Tickets

"Gen, Gennn?"

 

"Oh, sorry Stevie, I was just thinking about something.. Can you repeat your question?"

 

"Well, I was asking, if you knew these little tickets help, why don't you just give them to the people now, instead?"

 

"That's because people can change Stevie, they can go from poor to defenseless one day, but then turn into some animal that betrays you. If i give them to people now, they'll end up losing them and part of Liam's crew might find them and use them against me, as well as showing them to Liam. If Liam sees all the ticket's he won't be vulnerable towards them anymore and everyone will keep getting beaten up. Basically, it's better to be abused once and never again, than Liam not having a way to release anger and beating everyone constantly, with no stop for people like you."

 

"Oh... Who's side are you on anyways? You're helping us, yet all you seem to want to do is cover up for Liam."

 

"It's just complicated Stevie, but don't lose this ticket. You never know if I'll still be here to help."

 

"Um.. Ok. Well thanks again.." He seemed confused, but walked out of the room anyways.

***

I watched him as he left the room. We were working on our health project and the fake baby we had to take care of was crying. Liam had no idea how to get it to stop crying, but tried to anyways.

 

"Genevieve, I don't know what to do now," he whined from the kitchen. 

 

I sighed, getting up from the couch. When I walked in, I found him holding the plastic doll upside down.

 

"Liam! That's not how you hold a baby!"

 

Even though it was plastic and fake, it had these weird sensor thing that can tell when it is in a position of distress. Technology these days. 

 

I carefully pulled it out of his hand and began rocking it in my arms. It soon shushed down and Liam joined me, by standing behind me and holding onto my shoulders as we swayed back and forth.

 

"You are going to make an amazing mother someday Miss Genevieve Walker." 

 

There was a silence since the baby had stopped. 

 

"Aren't you gonna say the same?" He whined. 

 

"Yes, because you are certainly Miss Genevieve Walker." I ruffled his hair and walked back into the living room, placing the baby in it's crib. "Hey, Liam!" I shouted gently not wanting to wake up the doll. I ran upstairs with him following behind. "Guess what today is?" 

 

"My birthday?" 

 

I rolled my eyes. "Liam, your birthday was last week." 

 

"..Then I'm totally confused." 

 

I grabbed out a piece of paper, writing words on it and threw it at his head. He unraveled the line paper. "Ohhhh.."

 

"A- yaaaa." 

 

"Sorry, I somehow magically forgot today was the day, two years ago, I became friends with the most magical girl in the world."

 

"Apology accepted! Now open your gift!" I threw another thing at him. This time it was a small box. 

 

"It's not a big gift, but it's close enough." He opened it up to find a flash drive attached to a friendship bracelet, similar to mines. 

 

"What's this?" 

 

"YOU SHALL OPEN IT AND FIND OUT!" I screamed. 

****

 

That's what he did. He left about half an hour later, obviously leaving me with the fake baby. He called me about five minutes after he got home, laughing and tearing up a bit from all the memories. On the flash drive, I had put a giant power point of all the pictures and selfies we had taken of each other over those last two years, with a playlist of our favorite songs and other random gifs and videos that made us laugh. Some of those pictures were the ones I had put on the tickets. Shows how much he really remembers about that gift...

 

 

 

 

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