My Bullysitters **Contest Entry**

Copyright © "Sticks and stones may break my bones, but your words really hurt me. Keeping quiet and fake smiles are my specialties. With all the pain you cause me I just want to say I'm done. And oh, congratulations, I guess this means you've won."
All I wanted was to be happy, but I guess that was too much to ask for...


28. Think About It...

Liam's P.O.V


"Whoa." I said, putting my hands up. "Just think about this for a minute. Do you hear what you're saying?"

"It all makes sense, Liam."

"No, it doesn't. You belong with Harry. This is how things are supposed to work out. You're supposed to be happy with him, not miserable with me."

"I wouldn't be miserable!" She protested. "Wait. Are you, are you rejecting me now?" She asked.

"I'm sorry, Katie, but you're better off with Harry." I quickly exited the room. Not sure what to think about what had just happened.


Katie's P.O.V


"Did Liam upset you?!" Niall asked angrily as he entered the room.

"N-no." I said, looking at his raging expression.

"Well if you didn't send him away, why did he run out?"

"I think I gave him a bit of a shock." I said quietly.

"Katie." Harry spoke, now looking as if he were trying to hold back tears.

"I'm just trying to make things right!" I defended.

"And look where we are." He said, his tone nothing far from serious.

I sighed out, knowing he was referring to what I had done to myself, thinking I could make things right by taking myself away. It was my fault we were having this discussion in a hospital.

"All I do is try, Harry, and I'm sick of it! I want to make things right!"

"And they will be once we all go back home. You don't have to be with Liam now. That was the past problem and it's gone now. Why can't you see that you're perfect already with everything you do. You don't need to make sacrifices for anybody. You deserve more than you give yourself credit for." He said, his hand gripping the bar alongside my bed.

"Harry, do you love me?"

"Of course I do!" He said, taking my hand in his.

"Then let me go." I replied, somehow keeping myself together in front of him and my brother, who had been silent during mine and Harry's discussion.

"I can't." He said, gripping my hand tighter.

"Can I just be alone with Niall now?" I asked, feeling my defenses start to crumble as a tear escaped my eye.

"Fine." He sighed out.

"Wait, can you send in Louis and Zayn?" I asked as he headed towards the door.

He gave me a thumbs as he was leaving, wiping his eyes in the process. He never once looked back at me.

"Katie, I don't think you're thinking straight. You've been diagnosed with quite a bit of medicine, maybe you should just sleep on this Harry, Liam thing."

"I know what I'm doing, Niall. And just between us, don't stop being their friend. That's the only reason I never told you. I didn't want to separate you guys. I know I can't tell you what to do, but if I can forgive them, I think you could find a way to too."

He nodded at me before leaving, bumping into Louis and Zayn outside the door.

"Um, Harry said you wanted to see us?" Louis questioned as the two males made their way over to me.

"Yeah, I just wanted to tell you guys something."

"Can I just say how completely sorry we both are for-"

"No, because I don't want to hear it." I said, harshly cutting Zayn off. "I just wanted you two to know something. I don't care how big of a thrill you get from knocking down the weaker man. I don't care how sorry you are. I honestly don't care what either of you do when you walk out of this room. I just want you to know that you're done with me. I'm not going to sit back and take any more of your crap. I'm not just going to let you do whatever and keep my mouth shut. I'm taking a stand whether people like you like it or not. I'm done being toyed with."

"If there's anything we can do to-"

"Don't hold your breath." I said, this time cutting off Louis.

They were both silent before deciding to leave, the sound of the door signalling their now lack of presence in the room.

The door sounded again, causing me to look over and see Liam. I sighed out and returned my gaze to the ceiling.

"Will you at least hear me out?" He asked, now awkwardly standing by my bed.

"I don't have anything better to do." I stated.

I think it's safe to say I'm quite moody...

"Look, I would love for you to be with me, but-"

"But what?" I exclaimed, sitting up to face him. "Er, sorry." I said, realizing I had cut him off.

"But Harry deserves you, and you deserve him. I don't want you to think you have to be with me to fix everything. It's in the past now which means what's done is done. After everything that's happened, I don't think I could live knowing you wanted to stay with me."

"But it's my choice." I pointed out.

"I know you don't owe me anything, but please, don't leave Harry like this. He was worried sick when he saw you like that in the tub. I can't tell you how hard it was getting him down on the couch. I know your feelings for him are strong, they always have been. Don't let him go."

As the last sentence left his lips I immediately remembered our days in the music room. He was right. Harry was too special to just throw away with rash decisions, and maybe Niall was right. I could be screwed up on medication right now that I didn't even know what I was doing. I mean, I freaking told off Louis and Zayn. I actually stood up for myself. I'd have to be on something to do that.

"You're right. Sorry about what I said earlier, Liam."

"It's alright." He smiled. "I'm just glad you're ok."

We looked at each other, having a personal conversation with our eyes. Liam then bent over and softly pressed his lips against mine.

"I'm still going to miss you not being mine though." He grinned. "But we'll work on being friends."

"Good to know." I smiled. "Um, could you send Harry in? I think we really need to talk." I said, worried at how Harry would react after what I had said earlier.

"Sure." He smiled. He then walked out, leaving me to think of what to say to Harry.


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