How can you love me?
Liam
Ana’s POV
When I went to the bathroom, everyone was laughing and having a good time. Harry barges in right as I’m about to come out. I try asking what’s going on, but he quickly shushed me. Eventually, I hear Louis come up to the other side and say something. I don’t hear what he said, but Harry let us leave the bathroom. I walk out after Harry and see everyone staring at the floor without drinks in their hands.
“What the hell is going on?” I ask. Niall starts to say something, but stops and hugs me with tears in his eyes. He holds me tight, and I become fearful.
“I’m so sorry, Ana,” he whispers in my ear as he lets go of me. He quickly wipes away the tears and I look over at Zayn. He won’t look me in the eye so I turn to my brother.
“Don’t look at me. I’m just as clueless as you are,” He says quickly putting his hands up in defense of my glare. Nobody will tell me what’s going on!
“Ana,” Louis starts. “I don’t really know how to put this…” He trails off at the end.
“I fucked up,” Zayn jumps in. “It turns out that one of my old family friends is your kidnapper and I decided to bring him here. He doesn’t know about you being here, but if Harry hadn’t seen you open the bathroom door, Kyle would’ve known.” I stand there shocked. Tears form in my eyes and I can’t say anything. Kyle was here! I turn to look at Harry and he looks as terrified as I am.
“I-it’s not y-your fault, Zayn,” I reassure him. He’s perched on the arm of the couch and doesn’t stare at me. I walk over to him and tilt his chin up to look at me. “You didn’t know. I don’t blame you.” He stands up getting entirely too close, and puts his arms around me.
“I’m so sorry, Ana.” He whispers against my ear. I shiver as his breath hits my neck. I step back at walk over to Harry. I don’t know why Zayn had that effect over me, but I know I’m in love with Harry. I look up and see Harry glowering at Zayn. I look between the two of them and catch them in a staring contest.
“Why don’t we stop this testosterone-off and get back to the problem at hand,” I suggest. As soon as the words leave my mouth, the door cracks open. Louis rushes to it and peeks his head out.
“Aye Mate! Let me in!” I hear someone say from the other side. I don’t recognize the voice so I’m not too worried about it.
“It’s Liam!” Louis yells over at us.
“Yes and you better let Liam in or Liam is going to kick your ass!” I giggle as Liam argues with Louis. I recognize the name from Harry talking about the band.
“Go ahead and let him in. We’re going to need all the help we can get,” I tell Louis. He steps back obediently and Liam looks at all us, but his gaze lingers on me.
“Hello there beautiful,” He says straightening his suspenders. I laugh at him. What is with these guys?
“Do you recognize me?” I ask him. My poster has been up everywhere so maybe if he doesn’t recognize me than Kyle won’t. It’s a vain hope, but it’s all I have right now. He studies me closely, looking me up and down.
“I’m sorry love but I don’t know who you are,” he says apologetically. I break out in a wide smile, and he gets a confused look on his face. He looks at the boys then at Brandon. “You invited this bloke to your party but not me!” He gasps incredulously. Everyone laughs at how clueless he is.
“You want to explain Ana Banana?” Niall asks me. I nod.
“My name is Ana Burnes,” I start but Liam interrupts me with a hug.
“YOU’VE BEEN FOUND!” He screeches. I back away from the hug. He had hit me in the arm where my stitches are still in. Harry grabs my arm and checks it.
“You’re fine. The stitches are intact,” he states.
“What’s going on?” Liam asks. It suddenly hit him that I’m still supposedly missing.
“It’s complicated, but I’ll let Curly explain. I’m tired of saying it to too many people,” I start. “You better listen in Zayn.” We still hadn’t told him what happened those four months.
“How much do you want them to know?” Harry asks me. I shrug my shoulders.
“I really don’t care anymore. I’m going to grab some ice cream.”
When I went to the bathroom, everyone was laughing and having a good time. Harry barges in right as I’m about to come out. I try asking what’s going on, but he quickly shushed me. Eventually, I hear Louis come up to the other side and say something. I don’t hear what he said, but Harry let us leave the bathroom. I walk out after Harry and see everyone staring at the floor without drinks in their hands.
“What the hell is going on?” I ask. Niall starts to say something, but stops and hugs me with tears in his eyes. He holds me tight, and I become fearful.
“I’m so sorry, Ana,” he whispers in my ear as he lets go of me. He quickly wipes away the tears and I look over at Zayn. He won’t look me in the eye so I turn to my brother.
“Don’t look at me. I’m just as clueless as you are,” He says quickly putting his hands up in defense of my glare. Nobody will tell me what’s going on!
“Ana,” Louis starts. “I don’t really know how to put this…” He trails off at the end.
“I fucked up,” Zayn jumps in. “It turns out that one of my old family friends is your kidnapper and I decided to bring him here. He doesn’t know about you being here, but if Harry hadn’t seen you open the bathroom door, Kyle would’ve known.” I stand there shocked. Tears form in my eyes and I can’t say anything. Kyle was here! I turn to look at Harry and he looks as terrified as I am.
“I-it’s not y-your fault, Zayn,” I reassure him. He’s perched on the arm of the couch and doesn’t stare at me. I walk over to him and tilt his chin up to look at me. “You didn’t know. I don’t blame you.” He stands up getting entirely too close, and puts his arms around me.
“I’m so sorry, Ana.” He whispers against my ear. I shiver as his breath hits my neck. I step back at walk over to Harry. I don’t know why Zayn had that effect over me, but I know I’m in love with Harry. I look up and see Harry glowering at Zayn. I look between the two of them and catch them in a staring contest.
“Why don’t we stop this testosterone-off and get back to the problem at hand,” I suggest. As soon as the words leave my mouth, the door cracks open. Louis rushes to it and peeks his head out.
“Aye Mate! Let me in!” I hear someone say from the other side. I don’t recognize the voice so I’m not too worried about it.
“It’s Liam!” Louis yells over at us.
“Yes and you better let Liam in or Liam is going to kick your ass!” I giggle as Liam argues with Louis. I recognize the name from Harry talking about the band.
“Go ahead and let him in. We’re going to need all the help we can get,” I tell Louis. He steps back obediently and Liam looks at all us, but his gaze lingers on me.
“Hello there beautiful,” He says straightening his suspenders. I laugh at him. What is with these guys?
“Do you recognize me?” I ask him. My poster has been up everywhere so maybe if he doesn’t recognize me than Kyle won’t. It’s a vain hope, but it’s all I have right now. He studies me closely, looking me up and down.
“I’m sorry love but I don’t know who you are,” he says apologetically. I break out in a wide smile, and he gets a confused look on his face. He looks at the boys then at Brandon. “You invited this bloke to your party but not me!” He gasps incredulously. Everyone laughs at how clueless he is.
“You want to explain Ana Banana?” Niall asks me. I nod.
“My name is Ana Burnes,” I start but Liam interrupts me with a hug.
“YOU’VE BEEN FOUND!” He screeches. I back away from the hug. He had hit me in the arm where my stitches are still in. Harry grabs my arm and checks it.
“You’re fine. The stitches are intact,” he states.
“What’s going on?” Liam asks. It suddenly hit him that I’m still supposedly missing.
“It’s complicated, but I’ll let Curly explain. I’m tired of saying it to too many people,” I start. “You better listen in Zayn.” We still hadn’t told him what happened those four months.
“How much do you want them to know?” Harry asks me. I shrug my shoulders.
“I really don’t care anymore. I’m going to grab some ice cream.”
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