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I continue to drive, sobbing. I probably looked like a wreck, and frankly, my driving wasn't much better, but I guess it was good enough that I didn't have to get pulled over by a cop. I pull into my drive way and ran into the house, skipping steps as I ran up the stairs and jumped on my bed. I shove my face into my pillow and continue to cry.

I start to think. Okay. So I've just broke up with a guy I've been dating for what? Three days? Why am I crying so hard then? I knew I was starting to fall for him. But that's the key word, starting. I was so confused, but I want to avoid them at all costs, which, knowing them, would be very hard. I decide it's time to take a shower and trudge over to the bathroom. Looking in the mirror, I was a mess. My mascara now had left tracks and my hair was messy with my clothes crinkled. I took off my top and jeans and turned on the water, waiting for it to heat up. I start to hum to Fix you by Coldplay.

That song and their other song Viva la Vida was stuck in my head for some odd reason. Don't ask me. Well, actually, I think it was because Harry made me listen to it while I was hanging out with him for bed-rest. Ugh. Stubborn child. My eyes start to water at the memory. I shake it off.

I wash my face, to get the make up off and hop into the shower. I scrub shampoo onto my scalp and hair as I think about this. Did I really want to stop all contact with the boys? Did I love Harry or Liam? But I wasn't full on love with them yet. I frown. I DON'T love Harry. I just CAN'T.

All the sudden a memory dances across my mind.

-FLASHBACK-

 He sighed, "Well, uh, one night Harry was drunk, very drunk and bored. Not a very good combination. He got drunk that night you met him backstage. Anyway, he and Zayn made a bet, a promise. Which Harry never breaks."

"Get to the point Liam." I interrupted him. He was just confusing me more.

"Well, the bet, promise thing he made with Zayn that I heard them saying while I was sitting next to them tweeting, was that...uh." He sighed, "That they find a girl who's beautiful and make them fall in love with him. Then," He winced, "hook up with them....the things you do on the bed, ya know, then dump them."

He looked at me, his eyes looking like they were piercing through my soul. I froze in shock and I felt Liam's arms wrap around me and squeeze me against his chest. But it felt like it was happening to another person. Could what he be saying, the truth? Was he just trying not to make me fall in love with Harry? But also if he got drunk the night he met me, of course Harry would probably be talking about me. What about on the phone when he was talking to someone in the background. Was he telling Zayn that he was going to win, or he better get a move on or he owes Harry lots of money? Or something like that?  But Harry doesn't seem like the one to do this. I heard he was a player, but not a major heart-breaker, crusher person. I just simply couldn't believe what he said.

-FLASHBACK-

I crumble at the thought. I sink to my knees. So it was all true, huh? I was just Harry's little toy thing. He didn't care anything for me. He just played with my heart. My bottom lip quivers and I turn off the shower and crawl out. The cold air rushes to greet me and I grab a fluffy blue towel and dry off. I slip a towel around my long, wet, blonde hair and a slide cotton robe on. I feel tears rolling down my cheeks. Gosh. Why couldn't I stop crying over this boy? What's got me crying so hard for that...that...

I sigh and walk into my room. I'm hopeless aren't I? Now that I think about it... How  could I forget? I've been played before. That's why it hurt so much. Last year with Jake. Why did everyone want to play me? Why did everyone want to smush and jump on my heart? Was Liam planning to do so too?

I change into plaid, fluffy pajama bottoms, a white t-shirt and pull a Jack Wills hoodie over my head. I put my wet hair into a braid and pull on some fuzzy socks. I don't know why I was so cold right now. I leap onto my bed and look around for my phone. I'm bored and I don't feel like explaining everything to Emma. I need to talk to someone who already knows what happened and it will defiantly be Harry. Sarcasm. It's going to be Liam. I know he probably won't play with my heart or do anything. He's too sweet to do that...usually. I shrug and text Liam.

ME: Hey Liam! Wanna come over?...movie?

I get an immediate text back.

LIAM: Yeah sure. I can talk now, tho. My jaw was dislocated, he popped it back...PAINFUL.

ME: Ouchie. Ok, thanks. Bring some FRO-YO. ;)

For some strange reason, I grew a liking to frozen yogurt.... I wait on my bed, humming to music softly and about thirty minutes later, my door bell rings. I hear someone open the door and some fangirling. Ah, guess my sister got to him. A couple minutes later he cracks open the door and smiles.

"Hey." He says softly and walks in, kicking the door closed behind him. "For you M'lady." He bows, handing me my awesome frozen yogurt.

"Why thank you, kind sir." I grin and he kicks off his shoes and slides in the bed beside me.

"So what movie?" I ask, looking at the TV directly in front of us and shoving some fro-yo in my mouth. "Well, you invited me here! Shouldn't you have it all figured it out?" Liam laughed. I smile sheepishly, I guess I should've. I was just laying there for awhile. I blush.

"Aww. You look so cute when you blush." He smiles and pinches my cheeks, making me blush even more as I feel butterflies.

"Shut up and choose a movie." I mutter and he chuckles and whips out Toy Story.

"Toy Story?" I laugh.

"Well, this movie cheers me up, so I thought, Hey, why not?" He shrugs and puts the movie in the DVD player. He comes back and crawls into the bed next to me. I shiver.

"Cold?" I nod my head yes and pull the covers up to my chin. I have no clue why I was so cold with all these layers. It was summer for crying out loud! Was I catching a cold?

Who knew?

He slides closer to me and wraps an arm around my waist and pulls me beside him. I smile a little and put my head on his shoulder as the opening credits ended and the actual movie started.

About halfway, I start to feel drowsy and fell asleep because Liam was already sleeping with both arms wrapped around me and his head on top of mine.

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I flutter my eyes open and see the time.

2:46 p.m.

I look around and see me and Liam in the same position. I shake Liam's shoulder lightly and he wakes up, smiling sleepily.

"Hellooooooooooooo." Gosh, he had the best morning voice I've probably ever heard and ever will hear.

I yawn, "Hey Li. it's now like, almost 3 p.m."

"I don't care." He yawns and smiles, pulling me closer into his side. If he pulled me any closer, I'd be suffocating. I look in to his eyes and search to see if he's lying. I then notice how close he is and blush. Our foreheads were almost touching. I notice he's leaning in. Wait, what?

His forehead is against mine and his noses brushes against mine. I see him close his eyes.

I just broke up with Harry. What is he doing? Is he going to play me like Jake and Harry?

His lips brush mine and I put a hand against his chest, "Stop." I whisper. He opens his eyes and looks at me, confused and pulls away.

"It's too...early. I'm just confused and it's not right for you if I do that." I whisper, avoiding his gaze.

He nods, "Ok, well, I have to go see Niall and rest of the lads. Bye." He smiles weakly and walks out, closing the door behind him. What just almost happened? I'll tell you what. I almost freakin' kissed Liam!!!!

I yank the covers off of me and turn off the TV, realizing he left the DVD. I pace my room. I can't take this. I'm just going to have to avoid the situation at all costs. Way better then I tried to earlier. I'll seriously try to remove myself from the situation til my head is screwed on right. I'm going to have to drop all contact with the boys to do that. First things first. I grab my phone and delete them out of my contact list. Now I can't contact them on a moment of weakness. I also walk downstairs and talk to my mom and tell her to not let the boys talk to me and come in the house. She nods, confused, but agrees anyway. I even tell her to have Em leave me alone. Now what was I going to do about the boys texting me or calling me? I'll just have to block them I guess. I go online and since they weren't on my contacts and now an unknown number, I go online and do all these things.

I look at the last thing I have to do. I just have to click the red button to block all unknown numbers from contacting me. Then I'd have absolutely no contact with them what-so-ever. I'd never see them again...for awhile.

I stare at the button.

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PING!

All unknown numbers are now blocked and not able to contact you via mobile.

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I smile weakly and turn off my computer. I'm free from this mess....for now.