C H A P T E R O N E
I'm Falling to Pieces
As I walked out of the hotel the boys and I were staying at, I was immediately bombarded with tons of girls screaming our names and flashing their cell phones and cameras in our faces, momentarily blinding me and leaving spots in my vision. Blinking several times in an attempt to rid myself of them, the boys and I pushed our way trough the crowd and into the car.
"That's insanity." I muttered, the boys all nodding in agreement.
"I agree mate, but we did kind of sign up for this when we signed the record deal." Harry said and I sighed, knowing that he was right.
"I know. I just get tired of people liking me just because I'm Liam from One Direction and not for me." I explained and Harry gave me a sympathetic smile before turning his attention to the fans outside the car.
I did love and appreciate them all, I really did, but they don't realize how much their actions impact us and the people we love. All the hate messages really get to us and everyone in close contact with us. It was just too much sometimes.
Arriving back at my flat, I grabbed something to eat out of the cabinet before heading to the washroom to have a shower.
I stayed in there for a good thirty minutes, letting the hot water wash over me and relax me as much as possible as I thought about all the unfair things that have happened in my life. I knew it wasn't fair to me to dwell on these things, but I couldn't help it. I couldn't help but feel that every relationship I've had since the X Factor had ended because of the fame. Either from the hate from the rude, jealous fans or from me finding out they only wanted the fame and promptly ending things, I felt overwhelmed and defeated. Was it really that hard to find someone genuine?
With that question running through my mine, I turned off the water and got out of the shower and threw on a T-shirt and some basketball shorts before grabbing my phone off the charger and heading to the couch in the living room. Sitting down, I clicked on the little blue bird icon that opened up my Twitter account and I was instantly bombarded by tweet after tweet from fans that varied in their moods. Some were nice and encouraging and others were destructive and utterly rude. Seeing all the hate that filled up my feed, something in me snapped.
I couldn't do this anymore. I needed a break. I was falling to pieces here and I was bound to loose the ability to put he pieces together if I didn't take a break.
And that's exactly what I got. I got a six month break and I was determined to stay off the radar for the paparazzi as well as the fans. And I was headed to America.
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