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.



10. Chapter 9 ~ Liam

Chapter 9 ~ Liam

My ceiling had never looked so boring. I had been staring at it for what felt like hours—and it probably was—on end. I kept replaying the encounter I had with Parker earlier that day. The look in her eyes was fear. Not the kind of fear you experience when you watch a scary movie, no. That was the kind of fear that was real. It made my stomach turn in knots and never get untangled. That fear made every slow down and happen in slow motion.

What I didn’t understand was why she pushed me away. I was just trying to help her—obviously she needed it, she was having a meltdown—but she screamed at me to get away. Genuine concern boiled up inside me and I wanted to protect her. No one should have to live with such fear and doubt. Why couldn’t she just tell me? I would be able to be there for her if she needed it, but she sent me the opposite message. It seemed like she wanted to be alone, which I don’t seem to fully understand.

Accepting help can be hard sometimes; you're admitting you made a mistake and you're making an attempt to fix it somehow. But I don't think Parker made a mistake running away. If she was as scared as she let on, it was the right thing to get out of whatever situation she was in. It obviously wasn't healthy if she needed so desperately to get away from her parents.

My phone buzzed, and when I saw the caller ID, I groaned. "Hello?"

"Hey Liam! What's up?" Louis chirped on the other end.

"Nothing. I had a rough night, mate." I squeezed my eyes shut.

"Oh, I’m sorry to hear that. Is it Parker?"

I sat up on the edge of the bed. "How'd you know?"

"I don't know. It just seems like you're thinking about her a lot."

I shook my head. ”Yeah so?"

"So does that mean anything?" Louis asked in a very suggestive tone.

"No," I said through gritted teeth.

“Alright,” he said. “Anyways, can…can I talk to you mate?”

I frowned. “Of course. What’s up?”

“I mean in person. Can you come over?”

“Sure. I’ll be there in ten minutes, Lou. See you soon.” I hung up, putting on shoes and grabbing my phone before leaving.


“Come on in,” Louis said when he opened the door.

I took a seat on the couch and he sat next to me. I couldn’t help but notice the purple bags under his eyes and the way he slouched when he sat. “Are you okay?” I asked him, concern taking over me.

“Not really,” he admitted. “I’ve been thinking a lot about…Eleanor.” He flinched when he said her name, and my eyes widened. I never thought I would hear him say her name ever. He absolutely hated her since he found out that she was cheating. I had never seen him so fragile.

“So…so you want to talk about it?” I clarified, sitting up straighter.

“I honestly don’t know.” He shrugged, sinking down into the cushions. There was a pause. “Was I not good enough for her or something?”

“What? No! Louis it was her mistake and she was wrong. How could you think something like that?” I said. Louis never talked to any of us about this before. Why me, and why now?

“Why else would she cheat on me instead of just breaking things off?” He spat. “She obviously didn’t care for me anymore.”

“I think she loved you, Louis. Just not in the same way.” I told him softly.

“How can you say that? You don’t know!” Louis raised his voice a bit, and then stared at his hands. “I just don’t understand.” His voice came out in a whisper, and I felt so bad for him.

“You’re right.” I murmured. “I don’t know. And I’m so sorry. But you’ll find someone better for you.”

Louis chuckled humorlessly. “What? She left me because we weren’t good together?”

“All I’m saying is that she gave you an opportunity to find the person you want to spend the rest of your life with. You just have to be open to the idea.”

“I think the last thing I’m going to do is find someone new. I need a break from everyone. Not just females.” He said, shaking his head.

“Don’t hate on girls.”

“I’m not. How can I? Almost all our fans are females; I could never hate them…ever. But right now, I cannot be in a relationship.”

I patted Louis’s back. “I understand.”

Louis nodded his head and sat back. “So how are you doing? You know, with…Danielle and everything?”

I thought for a moment. “I’m doing fine.” It wasn’t a lie. “I miss her, but I know it was for the best. We promised to keep in touch and stay friends.”

He smiled. “Good for you, mate. I really liked her. She was very nice…almost too nice if you ask me.”

I turned to him. “What do you mean too nice?”

“I mean you’re like ‘Daddy Direction’ and you’re responsible. And she was one of the nicest people I knew. It almost seemed like there was too much ‘nice’ going on. You know?”

“Not really.”

"I’m saying you need someone with fire. Someone who can make you work for them.” He smiled.

“You’re crazy.” I shook my head.

“Possibly, but I’m not stupid. Danielle and you mixed too well together. Your relationship seemed way too easy.” Louis shrugged.

I thought about that. Now that I look back, yes, we did have the occasional argument, but there was never anything so serious it would jeopardize our relationship. No one ever threw things, no one ever hit anyone. It was without a doubt the easiest relationship I had ever been in. Most couples fight, but when they get back together, it made them stronger. I guess that’s what happened with Dani and I. There was nothing to relight the spark that had eventually died down. I had indeed loved her, but I knew I could fall much deeper.

“I’m right aren’t I?” Louis smirked, bringing me back.

“Yeah,” I nodded. “I guess you are.”


As I was driving home from Louis’s house—after we watched The Hangover—my thoughts drifted to Parker. How was she? Was she okay? Why was it so hard for her to accept help from someone? My whole life I had offered help to people and they took it, so it was hard for me to have a handle on someone not wanting help for no reason.

Was it me? Did she not like me? Well, she made it clear after that day on the beach that she didn’t want my help. But why? I would ask her next time I talked to her, and something told me it would be very soon.

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