Chapter 28 ~ Liam

To our surprise, the fans accepted Darcy better than anyone could have expected. They were really nice to her and when we were out and we bumped into some fans, they were always sweet to her. I guess no one can be mean to someone who radiates as much sweetness as her. It’s like when you see a puppy or a baby, you just can’t say anything mean to such a beautiful and innocent creature. I think our fans can see that Darcy would never do something mean to anyone.

And that’s a relief. We can go out without worrying about the fans or anything. It is still weird for her when fans ask her to take pictures of all of us, including her. Or when they tell her that she is so beautiful and that we make a beautiful couple. Every time she replies with a shy and cute smile that makes me fall harder for her.

My break is about to be over and we’ve made it count every second. I’ve even gone with her to pick up Lizzie, which caused a little mob there, but nothing we couldn’t handle. Girls just got excited to see me there. While Lizzie is in school, we go out with Brit, or we spend the day in her house, sometimes in my place. I’ve been feeling really well and my blood exams say I’m taking all very good, that my other kidney is adjusting to the new change perfectly. Only because of that, Darcy has allowed me to take her to different places.

I’ve made her live.

We went to bungee jump. I always wanted to do that and it was hard to convince her, but I made it. It was great, we jumped together and she almost choked me to death, but it was worth it. It’s an experience I’ll never forget. I also took her to paintball and incredibly, she’s great at that. She kicked my arse! We went to the London Eye. Surprisingly, after living her whole life here in London, she has never been there. We’ve touring the city like it’s the first time we’ve here and that’s incredible. To be free for two weeks, just taking care of me and my relationship has been amazing. It has boosted me with energy to start all over again, with more strengths and more responsible.

It has also been great for Darcy. She has done things that she never thought of doing and she hasn’t neglected Lizzie in the least bit. Sometimes we go out with her and everyone around loves her immediately. She is that charming. Some people have thought that Lizzie is Darcy’s daughter, but I’ve told them otherwise, that she is only her sister and that Darcy is very responsible and caring towards her sister. That has got her so many brownie points with the media.

Harry has gone out with us as well, for which there are many pictures of him and Lizzie being adorable. I think Lizzie has got a fandom as well now and when Lux is with us, the whole world explodes. They cannot take Harry, Lizzie and Lux at the same time. I’ve seen many posts on tumblr with hilarious reactions to those pictures.

Yes, I’ve also shown Darcy the social networks. She doesn’t have any account because Lizzie is only nine and she can’t have one, so to make things fair, she doesn’t have one either. It’s not like she needs them, anyways. That’s what she tells me.

The day Eleanor, Perrie, Darcy and Lizzie went shopping, many paparazzi followed them. Sugarscape made so very hilarious yet sweet comments about that outing.

The only negative thing in these past few weeks is that Darcy has been over me all the time and I don’t mean it in a good, playful way. Nope, not at all. She’s been like that over my health, always reminding me to take my pills, to take it easy with the food, be careful with what I consume and how much rest I get. It’s sweet, but it gets annoying after a while. We have had some fights about it already. Yes, it’s not all love and happiness in real life. After all, this is not one of those fan fictions you find on tumblr.

“Darcy, I’ve told you already. I took my pills already and I’m doing fine!” I cry out throwing my arms in the air.

We’re in the kitchen, Lizzie is in the movies room watching Tangled with Brit. I’m making sandwiches for all of us and I added too much mayonnaise to mine, which made her all jumpy.

“Still! It’s too soon and you’re only adjusting to this! You can’t be careful enough!” She exclaims as well, raising her voice.

One of the things that has also changed as well is that Darcy has found her voice. If she doesn’t like something, she surely lets me know that. We’ve argued a few times, considering that I’m really short-tempered. She is really tolerant and patient, but very stubborn sometimes and she doesn’t trade when it comes to my health.

“I’m fine! You don’t have to be so tyrant about it!”

“It’s only because I care about you more than what you do!” Her cheeks are flushed and her breathing is heavy, she is glaring at me and I’m in the same state. I’m not gonna give in here.

“I do care about myself!” I protest, raising my voice louder than her. “You’re just overreacting, I’m fine! I’ve done this before,” I remind her but that only seems to make her angrier.

“And you ended up in a hospital! I don’t think I have to remind you of that.” Oh, that’s a low blow.

“Stop it! I already have a mother, I don’t need you to be so protective. You’re my girlfriend, not my mum!” I shout really loud, making her step back.

“Yeah, but she is not here and she asked me to look after you,” she says looking at me with so much emotion in her eyes that I regret my own words.

“I don’t need you to look after me, Darcy. I just need you to be by my side,” I tell her, softer this time and trying to reach her but she shoves me off.

“I just don’t wanna see you again in a hospital, fainting in front of me. You can’t imagine how scared I was. I don’t wanna see you like that ever again. I can’t see you like that.” Her voice trembles and I feel terrible, I want to hug her but she steps back. “You don’t understand. You can only see it from your point of you, but we all suffer with you here, Liam. All of us. Even Brit! I get you don’t want this, none of us wants it, but we can’t do anything about it. I know you wanna feel normal, but what’s normal? We all have our luggage to carry with us, some of those are heavier than others, that’s life.”

“I know, it’s just–”

“Then show that you know it, for crying out loud!” She cries out again. “Be more careful,” she cuts me off and I sigh, looking down this time. “I better go. Lizzie has homework to do,” she says changing the subject and my eyes shoot up again, looking for her.

“No! There’s no need. I’m sorry, I–”

“I’ll see you tomorrow, Liam. If you have time, good luck with the interviews and stuff,” she cuts me off again and before I can add something else, she turns around and walks away, leaving me alone in the kitchen.

I don’t know why I don’t go after her, I feel terrible for leaving this fight like that. I understand her perspective, but I just… I just wan to be normal, I want to eat whatever I feel like eating. It’s so hard to give up to those things, and when the temptations are around it’s even harder.

When I hear the front door closing, I throw the plate with the sandwiches away, losing my appetite immediately. I scream frustrated, wanting to go back time and change this last conversation, or even further, to when I was in my mother’s womb and to fix my kidneys there. But probably I wouldn’t be the same, I would be a different Liam, probably I would’ve never ended in One Direction, I would’ve never met Darcy. Everything would be different if both of my kidneys worked.

But I like my life. I love my best mates, I love being in this band, I love having this opportunity and I love… I love Darcy. I’ve fallen for her, for her sweetness, for her caring self, for her loveable personality, for that kindness in her eyes when she looks at me, for those cute dimples when she smiles. I’ve fallen for her, for all about her. And if being normal would mean to lose her and the lads, I rather go under dialysis to survive.

It’s true that sometimes it’s all about perspective. It depends on how you look at it to be grateful about something awful. Because now I reckon that it’s due to my kidney conditions that I am the man I am today and I’ve got all what I have now, and I love all that. I love my life.

I sink to the floor, ashamed of the way I’ve behaved lately. I’ve taken for granted the life I have, only focusing on the negative side, on that part that I don’t like instead of remembering that every thing that has happened, whether good or bad, has brought me here and that’s the best thing that could have happened to me.

I want to call Darcy right now, to beg her to forgive me for being an arse all this time. But it’s too soon, she’s still mad and I’m still a bit heated up for the conversation. But tomorrow I go back to my job, to my busy schedule and probably we won’t have time to really fix this, not like we’ve had these last couple of days.

Brit comes to me, her expression shows concern and when she finds me on the floor, she whines rubbing her nose to my side, as if she’s calling me out. I pat her head and bring her closer. She’s the only one here.

“I’m sorry, Brit. I’ve been irresponsible, haven’t I? I made you worry, too.” Brit only licks my face as an answer and I chuckle. “You always forgive me so easily. I wish Darcy would do the same.”

She’ll forgive me, I’m sure of that. She’s just that kind, the forgiving one. I think the only person she can’t forgive for his mistake is her father, for hurting Lizzie the way he did. But everyone else in this world, everyone that could harm her in a way, can be absolved. That’s one of the things that make her so special, so beautiful.

“I’ll be better, I promise that,” I tell Brit hugging her closer. “I’ll be a good boy.”

She licks me again and I smile. I’ll try to keep this realisation in mind, I’ll try not to forget what I’ve learnt today. Maybe tomorrow before the interview I can go and talk to Darcy. Or maybe after that, as soon as possible, we’ll fix this up. Everything will be fine.

A couple is not a couple without fights. It’s okay to disagree, as long as we can make up after that, everything will be fine.

“Let’s go to bed,” I tell Brit rising to my feet and patting my side so she can follow me. “Tomorrow is gonna be a brand new day and we’ll be fine. Come along, Brit!”

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Yeah, it's not all butterflies and rainbows for Larcy, but they are strong, they will work this out. Trust me, this is nothing for what it comes for them. 

Dedication to @synnelf because today Monday is her birthday! Have a great day.

Bel, xx