If They Only Knew

(One Direction non-famous) Elizabeth is a normal teen living the life with her father and mother. When Liz stumbles upon the truth about her father, new friends, and old ones she wont like at all.


25. We'll Be Fine

Elizabeth's P.O.V

         The rest of the day I stayed in my room with the door locked. Liam tried having me come down to eat, but I didn't want anything. That night I slept in my room and kept the door locked, but I couldn't sleep. I was to...scared to sleep. I honestly did need Liam with me. I always felt safer laying with him know he'd be there when the nightmares came to haunt me at night. I just sat on my bed sketching randomly. I take my pencil away from the page and realize what I've been drawing. It was the torturing room from my position of view. I always had a knack for drawing, but I wish I never did. Just looking at the drawing sent shivers down my spine. Yet, I guess this was better then dreaming it.The rest of the night was me drawing.

            I look up at the clock on my bedside table. I see it's seven forty and decide to get out of the confines of my room.

Liam's P.O.V

      I wake up to feet in the hallway. Liz? I never heard her cry out. I lean over and see it's seven forty on my phone. Concerned about her I get out and put a shirt on walking out into the hallway to see Liz in her shorts and tank. She stops when she sees me.

"Liz what are you doing up?"

"Um, I was a bit hungry."

       I look at her eyes and realize the dark spots under them.

"Did you get any sleep?" I ask coming up to her.

"No." she says silently.

"God Liz." I sigh.

        She just starts going down the stairs ignoring my comment. I'm about to call out to her when I hear my phone go off in my room. I run to it and see one text.

Boss: A man called my house today telling me things about Liz is she ok?

Me: Yea he called me to but she's fine should I tell her?

Boss: I'll come over @ 1 to tell her.

Me: What ever u say Boss.

      It was quarter till eight right now. I go down stairs and walk into the TV room to see Liz sitting down on the coach wrapped up in a blanket watching television. I sit on the other side of the coach and stare at the TV.

"Your dad is coming over." I state plainly.

"I don't wanna see him."

"He needs to tell you something."

"Do you know what it is?"

"Yeah...but he wants to tell you." I say looking at her and see her looking right back.

"Why can't you tell me?"

"I don't know." I shrug.

"When is he comin'?"

"Around one."

         She turns looking back at the TV, but I could tell she wasn't even paying any attention to it.

Elizabeth's P.O.V

         Why doesn't my dad understand I don't wanna see him? Why doesn't Liam understand? Li would sometimes seem angry at me for something then other times he would be sweet and sensitive i liked it a lot when he was like that the most. But when he WAS angry he seemed like he hated me. I shift my entire body so that I'm facing him.

"Liam why do you hate me?" I ask timidly with the TV quietly droning on in the background.

         He looks at me from across the small couch and shifts his body leaning forward so that it seemed like he was sitting in-front of me.

"I don't hate you Liz. It's actual quiet the opposite. It might seem like I don't like you, but it's only because I care about you. I want to help you, but you keep on shutting me out like you can do this on your own. I just hope you'll realize that you need help along the way and that when you see that it won't be to late by then." he explains looking deep into my eyes with his huge brown ones.

"Oh." I say dropping the gaze we were holding.

        I back up to how I was sitting before and he let's out a sigh.

"So...what do you want to do till one." I grumble the last part, dreading it.

"Show you my basement."

"Your basement?" I half laugh confused.

"Yeah, come on I'll show you." he smiles beckoning me to follow him.

        Well walk down a hallway then he brings me to a door with a lock on it. What the heck was in his basement? He unlocks it and starts down the stairs turning on the light at the bottom of it to reveal a carpeted stair case, white walls and white railings. When he reaches the bottom he turns around seeing me at the top still.

"Come on Liz." he says not really making an effort for me to follow, then goes farther into the basement out of sight.

        I slowly start down the steps and as I reach the bottom I see one side of the room with a bunch of little gadgets and tools on two tables then another with pencils, protractors, rulers, paper, blue prints, and other materials. The other side of the room is like a high-tech meeting area where the table can show images on it. Liam is standing right next to the table with scrap mettle and tools while he's working on something I can't see.

"What are you doing?" I ask leaning next to him up against the table to get a better look at what he was fiddling around with.

       He stops what he is doing and looks up at me.

"I'm working on my own home made laser that's pocket sized." he says holding up the weird looking device proudly.

      Wait did he just say home made, what the? I didn't even know you could do that!

"Home made?" I gasp astounded while grabbing it to look at it closer.

"Yeah." Liam laughs.

"That's SO cool!" I gape at Liam.


"So what else do you do with all this trash?"

"This isn't trash. They're parts that are vital to the creation of new gadgets." he marvels at the rubbish around the table.

"Right." I say drawing out the 'i' smiling.

"Never mind you're a girl I shouldn't expect YOU to understand."

       Ok now I was offended. This boy wasn't going to get away with that.

"Well now that I look at it closer I understand now."


"Yeah, that I was right and that this so called "laser" just looks like a retarded pen!" I say cheekily smiling holding the pen while slowly backing up."I don't even see why you should keep it anymore either. It honestly seems worthless so why keep it?" I lie.

        Really I thought it was so flippin' cool! But right now I was just messin' with Liam. His face was priceless with eyes wide open, lips parted in disbelief as he keeps looking at my face to the gadget in my hand.

"Elizabeth you don't understand how long I've been working on that." he 'reasons'.

      Poor Li couldn't see I was only joking. I guess he loved it to much to even process I was though.

"No I think I'll get ride of it for you." I say walking to the trash bin that was over near the stairs.

       I hear Liam running up to me,"Liz no!" but I jump out of the way right as he's about to grab me.

       He turns around to me and I run up to the table on the opposite side he was on. He stands right in-front of me, but on the other side of the desk.

"Liz surrender or else." he threatens smirking.

"Make me." I run as fast as I can to the other side of the room to get away from him with no avail.

       He grabs me by the waist as I try and tug free. We're both laughing so hard it hurts. I'm holding my arms out so he can't get the laser from me, but he begins pulling my body behind him as he reaches for the gadget.

"Liam!" I squeal laughing.

"Liz!" he mimics me.

      I then elbow him in the side real hard making him grunt. Sadly he doesn't let me go. He slowly makes his way up my arm and to the device in my right hand.

"Finally." he says still holding me all the way round the waist tightly with his left arm only.


"Yeah?" he looks down at me as I let loose making him feel how much I really weighed.

"Oh God Liz." he grunts making me laugh in triumph.

      I set my feet back down, standing up and turn to him. I had a huge smile on, looking up at his brown eyes looking at my blue ones so tenderly. The feeling in the room became a bit more serious as we looked at each other. I strangely begin to feel butterflies as Liam loosens his grip on me, but holds on to my waist slightly bringing me closer.

Liam's P.O.V

       I didn't understand the feelings running through me at this moment. Her deep sky blue eyes looking up at me as they shined brightly from her smile. I wanted to take a picture of her now to remind me of her smile when it seemed she had none. I loved this girl. It didn't matter if she didn't feel the same. I loosen my grip on her, only a bit so that I was still touching the end of her back. I lean in slowly to her bringing my right hand up to her cheek and placing it there. Her smile lessens, but looks at me glancing at my lips as she stands on her tip toes. I softly touch her pink lips, but not fully. She moves her hands up my chest around my neck. She presses harder against my lips as we begin kissing and she plays with my hair. I move both my hands to her waist moving them up and down the middle of her back bringing her closer to me gently.

      She pulls her head down away from mine. I could feel her light breath on my chest. I bite my lip and bring her chin up with my hand to face me.

"Liz." I whisper.

"I can't Liam." She states with tears in her eyes.

       I didn't understand what she meant, the kiss felt so bloody right! I loved her. Couldn't she see how much those three words hurt me? I didn't know I liked her so much. I guess I never realized until...now. I rub her cheek.

"Liz..." I falter.

      I didn't know how to put what I felt about her into words that would help her see I needed her.

"Why?" I whisper.

"Loving you would be to much. With what I'm going through and what you do, going on dangerous missions, would make me in more pain then I already am." She says with sadness.

"Liz I love you and if you love me we'll be fine." I plead trying to change her mind, but I meant it.

"I know." she looks away.

"Stop looking away!" I say and she looks back at me."Do you love me?"

"Yes." she says softly as I kiss her harder this time not wanting to let go of her.

       Her tears mixing their way into the kiss. There was no way I was going to let her go.



well now i doubt anyone saw tht comin. lets try to get more comments up :) it means a lot when u comment like u have no idea. ~love ya <3

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