*NOTE* Before you read this. Chapter 30 will be the last chapter, but I will write a sequel to this story.






“Mitchie, I’m in love with you.” Liam told me.
Something that I knew he would tell me, and I was still in complete shock. I couldn’t even begin to wrap my head around the words, but yet I knew that he would say that.
“I do, Mitchie. It’s killing me. When you were at Zayn’s, when I first saw you, when I first saw you at the party. I didn’t know how to act. I really do care for you, but you and Harry. You both look so good together. You seemed happy. And you have a baby now. I couldn’t take that away.”
Liam’s confession tore away at me. I couldn’t do anything for him. I just couldn’t deal with it. He looked at me with pain in his eyes. He was on the verge of crying. I loved Harry though. It wasn’t right or fair.
“Liam,” I said putting my hands on his face. “I do love you, but I don’t love you that way. I can’t be with you, Liam.”
His eyes watered heavily. His hands went up on top of mine. “Please don’t tell me that. It could work, Mitchie. You aren’t tied to Harry. If it doesn’t work..”
“Liam, no. I want to be with Harry. You can’t honestly think it isn’t going to work out…” I tried explaining.
In anger, his hands flailed away. “You’re lying, Mitchie!”
I turned and threw my head in my hands. “I’m not! I love Harry!”
“You love me too!” He blurted out. The room fell silent. I looked down.
“Your silence is all it takes to tell me,” He continued. “If what you were saying was true, then you’d answer it immediately.”
“You’re wrong.” I said. My eyes drifted to him.
His breathing was heavy. His face just a few inches from mine. Water began to swell up in his eyes. I felt completely guilty because I knew this would come if I let Liam get so close. It was my fault, and as much as I wanted to fix the problem, I knew that I couldn’t. It ate at me, but I had to stand my ground.
“I’m not wrong, Mitchie,” he said. “I know that you care about me. I was there for you so much. I helped you before he did. Don’t you see that? I want to be with you. Why don’t you love me? Why don’t you?”
“Liam, don’t ask me that,” I begged.
“Give me a reason, please. Tell me the truth, Mitchie. My mind isn’t going to change!” Liam was begging at the top of his lungs.
“Liam, stop it!” I demanded. I stomped my foot down on the ground. I pointed to my stomach and continued, “I am having a baby with Harry. I love him. I love you too, but you know that I love you in a different way than him.”
He dropped his arms. I watched him turn around, and put his hands on the top of his head. He seemed way too frustrated to keep up this argument. I thought that I had this argument over and done with. However, I was completely wrong. He turned, and put his hands on my arms. He began to speak.
“This is killing me, Mitchie. You guys hooked up one night and it turned into this! I could be just as great of a father as he could. How do you know that he truly loves you? This is insane! I want to be with you. I’ll take care of you, and I’ll love you. Please, give me the chance.”
I paused for a moment. My eyes swelled up with tears, but I had to suck them back down. I wasn’t about to cry in front of Liam. “Goodbye, Liam.” I turned to leave.
“Don’t go!” he grabbed my hand.
“Why not?” I turned. “All you’re doing is making me miserable and stressed out! This is Kayla’s special day, and you’re being selfish and arrogant!”
Liam flinched back and looked at me. He didn’t have a single word to say to me after that. I turned my back. “You’ve been a great friend to me, Liam, but I’m not your girl.” And with that, I left.
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Harry was finishing with the decorations for Kayla’s birthday party. He didn’t hear me walk in. When he turned around, he jumped nearly ten feet it seemed.
“Gah!” He gasped. “You scared the shit out of me.”
“Sorry,” I apologized. I walked over to get a drink out of the fridge.
He went back to hanging up what was left of the decorations. I remained silent for the majority of the time we were together in that room. Finally, Harry noticed the silence and turned to me.
“What’s going on, babe? Is everything alright?” He asked me.
I kept my head down. “Yeah, I’m alright. Just…tired.” I lied.
He looked at me, and put his arms around me. “Come on, love. Tell me what happened.”
I sighed. “You wouldn’t want to know.”
He pulled himself away from me, but still had his hands calmly on my shoulders. “Baby, I do. If it’s upsetting you.”
I wanted for a moment and finally told him. “Liam said he loves me, and he’d be a better father.”