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  2. ImmaBelieber67 ImmaBelieber67
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    September 23, 2012 7:47am UTC
    I'm in a relationship with One Direction
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  3. Lizzie_143 Lizzie_143
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    September 21, 2012 10:56pm UTC
    I Love to Hate You
    Chapter 25
    "Liam, let's go! We don't wanna be late!" I yelled, putting in my pearl earring. Today Chris was getting married, and Liam and I were already running late.
    "I'm coming, I'm coming!" he replied, finally walking out of the apartment.
    He got in the car and we quickly drove to the church that was almost an hour away. Most of Ashlee's family lived in England, so the wedding was being held kind of close to my flat. I was so glad to be a part of this wedding as well.
    "Okay, now try to avoid Uncle Jack, he's kind of crazy. And my mother will be here, you should sit next to her." I told him as we were walking in the church hand in hand. I spotted my mother sitting in the front row and walked to her.
    "Hi Mom. This is my boyfriend, Liam. Liam, this is my mother." I said.
    "What a delight! It's so great to finally meet you. You seem like such a gentleman." she said, and Liam took a seat next to her. I walked to the back of the church and took my place in line, and before I knew it, I heard the piano.
    I walked down the aisle, winking at Liam as I walked past him. I got tears in my eyes as I looked to Chris, who smiled at me. I cannot believe the man he grew up to be. Dad would have been proud, that's for sure. Ashlee started walking down the aisle, and I smiled. This day was perfect, two people who obviously belong with each other were finally getting their happy ending.
    The vows were original and cute, more fun than the traditional ones. After they placed the rings on their fingers, they kissed and started to walk down the aisle.
    I clapped and hollered, so happy for this adorable couple. I hope that one day Liam and I will be just like Ashlee and Chris, because they seem so in love.
    The reception was beautiful, and I was ready to have fun and dance.
    After I made a toast that got everybody overly emotional, the DJ tried to cheer everybody up by getting the dancing started. I joined, and had a blast.
    Eventually it was time to bouquet. Ashlee went up to the balcony, turned her back to the crowd of girls below her, and threw the bouquet.
    And guess who caught it? That's right, I did. Which meant I would be the next one to get married. I laughed and smiled, then looked at Liam. He was smiling as well, and walked over to me. I pulled him close to me.
    "You look very beautiful tonight." he said, kissing my forehead.
    "You look quite dashing as well." I said, trying my hand at an english accent.
    That earned a laugh from him, and I kissed his lips.
    "Liam. Do you know how much I love you?" I asked him.
    "Hmm...how much?" he asked, winking at me.
    "A whole lot." I replied, kissing him again. He pulled me into his chest and we danced together. I honestly do not think this night can get any better.
    Because for once, everything is right in my life. I'm with the perfect guy, I have the perfect job, I'm reunited with my family, and I'm in love.
    They say the past has a way of catching up with you. You can either run from it, or choose to face it. I decided I was done running from it, and I faced my past.
    Look where I am now.
    .............................
    the end! I'm kind of sad it's over, but tomorrow i will start the new fanfic, which i think is going to be amazing! it will be about harry, i think!! feedback?(:

  4. Lizzie_143 Lizzie_143
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    September 21, 2012 10:38pm UTC
    I Love to Hate You
    Chapter 24
    I still can't believe Liam broke up with Lilly. Harry was right, he does want tog et back together with me. Well, at least I hope he does. I checked my phone to see who my missed call was from earlier. Liam. Why didn't I answer? I slapped my forehead quickly, then called Liam back.
    "Carly, before you say anything, just come to the the center of town." he said, then hung up. I couldn't question him, so I just did as I was told. I walked to the center of town, not sure what to expect. When I got there, Liam was nowhere to be found. I sat down on a bench and waited for someone to walk out of a store, anyone, but nobody did. Why would Liam tell me to come here if nothing was going to happen? Before I could think of answers to that question, I heard music start to play. My favorite Train song, If It's Love started coming out the speakers. I wasn't quite sure I knew what was happening, but moments later, the town square was full. There was almost two hundred people dancing in the center of town. I finally realized what this was. A flash mob. I looked to the center of the circle that the dancing people had formed and saw Liam standing there, a huge smile on his face. He remembered. I told him I wanted to be a part of a flash mob, and he made that happen. I walked through the crowd of people to get to Liam.
    "What did I ever do to deserve you?" I asked as I got closer to him.
    "I was just gonna ask the same thing." he said, closing the distance between us. He came close to me and wrapped his arms around me. I felt so safe and secure in his arms, and I wrapped mine around his neck. I pulled his head close to mine and our lips crashed together, and I'm not exaggerating when I say there were fireworks. It was all part of the flash mob.
    "I can't believe you did all of this for me." I said, kissing him again.
    "Yeah, well. I told you that you were special. I've been waiting for over five years to ask you this question." he said, looking at the ground.
    "Go ahead." I urged him, knowing what the question was.
    "Will you be my girlfriend?" he asked, the corner of his lips tugging up into a smile. I nodded my head as fast as I could and replied yes, then kissed him again, more passionately this time. I heard the cameras flashing and saw the bright lights, but I didn't care. All that mattered right now it that Liam and I are together. We're finally together. After hating each other, then loving each other, then not talking to each other, we are finally back to loving each other.
    And I wouldn't want it any other way.
    ..........................
    one more chapter left! sorry if I've been rushing, I just reallllly wanna start the new story, haha(: i think it's gonna be about harry! what do you think?

  5. Lizzie_143 Lizzie_143
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    September 21, 2012 9:41pm UTC
    I Love to Hate You
    Chapter 23
    Beep! Beep! I woke up to the sound of my alarm going off. I set it for nine o'clock, so I would have time to shower and get dressed. After taking a quick shower and putting on a cute shirt, jean shorts, and a pair of flats, I walked out of my apartment and was on my way to the coffee shop downtown.
    I opened the door and heard the bells chime, then immediately regretted coming here. Liam was here. The only other person in the coffee shop besides the employees and myself. What was I supposed to do?
    I walked up to the counter and ordered a coffee with cream and a dash of sugar. I mixed it once I got it and paid, then sat down at the table farthest away from Liam. He still noticed me though, and made his way over.
    "Carly? Wow. It's been a while." he said, setting his cup down.
    "I know. What, like ten months or something?" I asked, laughing. This was so awkward. What am I supposed to say to him?
    "Yeah. You just uh, left. Without any notice, or warning." he said.
    "Zayn told me to take a break, so I did. A pretty long one too." I replied.
    "I shouldn't have walked out on you like that." he started to say.
    "Liam, stop. We don't have to talk about this." I told him.
    "No, we do. You were just trying to be honest with me. If we were going to have a relationship, honesty would have to be a part of it. And I'm glad you told me about you and Zayn before anything started between us, otherwise I would have been more hurt. But I'm with Lilly now." he said, trailing off.
    "Which is why I should go. She doesn't want me talking to you." I told him.
    "That's crazy. She barely even knows you." he said, shrugging it off.
    "Whatever. See you around." I said, getting up and starting to walk off.
    "Carly, wait. Please. Look, I know Lilly isn't the sweetest girl ever. But I can't let go of you for some reason. I need you in my life. Do you think we can be friends?" Liam asked, a hopeful smile on his face.
    "I don't think so Liam." I replied, before I could stop myself.
    "Why not?" he asked, confused.
    "Because being friends with you won't satisfy me. I still love you." I blurted out. What did I just do? Why can't I just be happy that Liam wants me in his life? I just had to go and screw everything up. At least now he knows how I feel.
    "Y-you do?" he asked, looking shocked.
    "Yeah, but you've got Lilly. And you're obviously in love with her." I said, pushing my chair back and walking out of the store. Why can I never get anything right?
    I went to the store and bought a half a gallon of ice cream, two chocolate bars, and a jar of peanut butter. I walked home and sat on the couch while watching The Notebook and eating my snacks. Why can't I have a Noah in my life? Is that too much to ask for? Apparently. My phone started to ring, and I hit ignore without even looking at the screen. I changed the channel on the TV to the news and got up to use the bathroom.
    When I came back, I did not expect to see what I saw on the television.
    "This just in. Reports say that Liam Payne of One Direction just ended things with his longtime sweetheart Lilly Evans. Nobody knows why, but this couple must be heartbroken. The lovebirds were dating for eight months as of today, and the split seems to come as a shock. We will update you as soon as we know more." said the news anchor.
    Liam broke up with his girlfriend? But why? Unless...
    Liam Payne was still in love with me.
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    okay, so the next chapter is going to be so cute omg. feedback?(:

  6. Lizzie_143 Lizzie_143
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    September 21, 2012 12:47pm UTC
    I Love to Hate You
    Chapter 22
    At around midnight, I decided to call it a night. I grabbed my bag from the back of the club and walked out to get a cab, since I didn't want to talk in the rain.
    I didn't have much luck though, and I ended up walking home in the pouring rain anyways. I put the hood of my sweatshirt up and crossed my arms around my chest, trying to stay warm. It was dark out, as it usually is during this time of night. I should have taken my car tonight, I know.
    As I passed under a street light, I was pretty sure I saw a figure behind me. When I turned around though, nobody was there. That's weird. I continued walking, but had my cell phone out and was ready to call someone if anything else suspicious happened. I heard something drop. I turned around as fast as I could and saw a cell phone lying on the ground under the street light I just passed seconds ago. It wasn't there before. I saw a shadow walk out from behind a nearby tree and screamed. When I saw who it was though, I was able to calm down a little bit.
    "Harry Styles! What are you doing? Why were you following me?!" I asked, my eyes wide. My heartbeat was returning back to its normal pace.
    "I wanted to suprise you!" he said, walking over to give me a hug. I hugged him back, glad that I didn't have to walk all alone in the dark anymore.
    "You don't have an umbrella either?" I asked, as we continued walking.
    "Nah, I left it with Lou and Niall." he said, his hands in his pockets.
    "So, how does it feel to finally be back in England?" he asked.
    "Weird. I don't know what I expected, but this wasn't it." I admitted.
    "Why? What's wrong?" he asked, and I was going to tell him.
    "I just-I wanted everything to be the way it was before. When everything was going good for like, a day. When Liam and I kissed, and had something there. But now he's with Lilly, and I can't even talk to him." I confessed.
    "Why can't you talk to him?" he asked, confused.
    "Because Lilly told me not to. I get the feeling that she doesn't like me." I said.
    "Ah. Well, if it makes you feel any better, she doesn't like any of us either."
    "She seems rude. Why do you guys put up with her?" I asked.
    "Well, we just hope she's nothing serious. We kinda of want Liam to end things with her. And can I let you in on a secret?" he asked, whispering.
    "Sure, what's up?" I asked, kind of curious as to what Harry was going to say.
    "We all want you and Liam to get together. Even Zayn." he said, winking at me.
    "Yeah, well let me tell you a little secret. I want to get together with Liam too."
    "Tomorrow is his and Lilly's eight month anniversary." Harry told me.
    "Why are you telling me this, if it's only going to upset me?" I asked.
    "Because I lied about the secret eariler. But this one is true." he said.
    "What? Tell me!" I begged, dying to know.
    "Okay. Well, when Liam started dating Lilly, he told us that if you didn't come back before his eight month anniversary, then he would give up on you. But you're back. Which means...." Harry trailed off, letting me figure out the rest.
    "B-but Liam doesn't know I'm back. And it's already tomorrow." I said, glancing at my watch. 12:17 am.
    "Go to the coffee shop at nine thirty. Don't ask, just go." Harry told me.
    "Fine. But will you walk me home? I don't need creeps following me on this dark and rainy night." I said, sticking my tongue out at him.
    "Of course." he said, putting his arm around me and walking me back to my flat.
    I wonder what's going to happen at the coffee shop tomorrow...
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    what do you guys predict? only a few more chapters, I am so excited for you guys to read my new story, live while we're young! i think you're going to love it!

  7. Lizzie_143 Lizzie_143
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    September 21, 2012 12:05am UTC
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  8. Lizzie_143 Lizzie_143
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    September 20, 2012 11:36pm UTC
    I Love to Hate You
    Chapter 20
    I was sad. I was upset. No, that was an understatement. I was devestated.
    I cannot believe Liam left me like that. I was finally honest with him, and it come back to bite me in the butt. Zayn walked out of his room and over to where I was sitting on the couch. I didn't tell him that I told Liam about us.
    "Zayn, I need to tell you something." I said, deciding now was an okay time.
    "What's up?" he asked, putting his arm around me.
    "I told Liam about us. I needed to be honest with him, so I was. And guess what he did? He said he needed time and space, so he left." I said, tearing up.
    "Carly, everything's going to be alright. He's crazy if he doesn't want you." Zayn said, trying to cheer me up. Too bad it wasn't working.
    "Maybe I need time and space." I muttered to myself.
    "You should take a break. Go on vacation or something." he suggested.
    "You know, that's not a bad idea." I said, forming an idea in my head.
    "I'm going to visit my brother for a few days." I said, since he couldn't come visit me after all. I texted him and told him I was coming to the states for a few weeks. He replied fast, telling me he was excited. I went to my room and packed my clothes and electronics that I needed. Once I was packed, I walked out into the living room. I had my boarding ticket in hand and hugged Zayn goodbye.
    "I'll see you soon." I said, giving him one last hug and promising to call him at least twice while I was gone. I rolled my suitcase outside and put it in the back of the cab that was waiting for me.
    Going through the airport security and check in was easy, since I travel a lot.
    I got on the plane immediately after checking in. I popped in my headphones and listened to One Direction's album, because I needed to hear Liam's voice. There's only one reason why I was upset I was leaving England for a few weeks, and that is because I can't see Liam. Because whether I want to or not, I think I'm falling in love with him. If only I could tell him that.
    I woke up several hours later as the plane was landing. I was finally here.
    I walked off the plane and to the baggage claim, where I thought Chris would be waiting. He sent me a text message saying he was there, but when I looked for him, I couldn't find him. Maybe because I didn't remember what he looked like.
    "Carly?" I heard a man's voice call out. I turned around and saw him.
    "Chris?" I asked, my face breaking into a smile. I ran and jumped into his arms, so happy to finally be reunited with my brother.
    "I missed you so much!" he said, giving me a hug.
    "I missed you too! Wow, I can't believe it. You look so different!" I exclaimed, notiving the girl standing next to him.
    "Is this your fiance?" I asked, giving her a hug as well.
    "Yeah, this is Ashlee. Ashlee, this is my baby sister Carly." he said, introducing us. I was so happy to see my brother again, and I was glad that he was finally happy in life. He deserved it. I grabbed my suitcase and we walked outside.
    "So, are you excited for the next two weeks? We're going to have so much fun!" Ashlee said, clapping her hands together. She seemed excited to have me here, and I was excited to be here.
    We drove to Chris' hosue and I threw my suitcase on the bed in the guest room.
    "Hey, I have to go out for a little bit. Ashlee's here, if you wanna go get to know her." he said, turning his head to the living room.
    "Sure, see you later." I said, plugging my phone in before walking to the living room and sitting down near Ashlee.
    "It's so great to finally meet you." she said, smiling at me.
    "Same here. Okay, so you're the closest thing to a sister that I have. I need advice." I said, before I could stop myself.
    "Go fo it." she said, giving me her full attention. I told her the entire story about Liam and I, and the background info that went with it. She seemed to understand everything, and I asked her what I should do.
    "Well, it seems like you really love him. You should tell him." she said.
    "Yeah. I should." I said, agreeing with her.
    "Go call him. Or at least do something." she said.
    "Okay. Yeah, I'm going to call him." I said, walking to my room. I booted up my laptop quickly and googled Liam. Wait, what did that say?
    I pulled up a website that had a picture of Liam holding hands with some girl.
    Of course. Why did I think he loved me? He was obviously playing me.
    I clicked my phone off and shut my laptop. I can't do this.
    I don't even know if I can go back to England. Ever.
    .......................
    feedback? next chapter will be a few months in advance. this story should be done tomorrow, and hopefully I can start the new one tomorrow as well! get the word out, Live While We're Young! I will have a description out after this story is done(:

  9. Lizzie_143 Lizzie_143
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    September 20, 2012 11:05pm UTC
    I Love to Hate You
    Chapter 19
    I decided it was the right thing for me to tell Liam that Zayn and I had been fooling around up until the day I confessed my feelings for Liam.
    After all, if I wanted to have a relationship with him, I was going to have to be honest. And I expected him to be honest with me.
    I texted Liam and told him that we needed to talk. He agreed, and said he would be over in twenty. Should I go through with this? Yes, I should.
    Nineteen minutes and thirty seven seconds later, I heard a knock on the door.
    "Hey." Liam said once I opened the door and let him into the apartment.
    "Hi." I replied, still kind of mad at him for the whole Britney situation.
    "Look, it was a mistake. It really was. Can I just explain?" he asked.
    "No. Not yet. There's something important have to tell you." I said.
    "Are you seeing someone else?" he asked, his expression now upset.
    "No. But before I told you how I felt, I was kind of, uh, fooling around with someone." I said. This was going to be awkward.
    "Oh. Uh, was it anyone I know?" he asked, trying to act casual about it.
    "Actually, yeah. It was, um. It was Zayn." I said, biting my lip.
    I couldn't bring myself to look at Liam, but when I finally met his gaze, he looked upset. Angry, maybe. I knew I shouldn't have told him.
    "Y-you were sleeping with Zayn?!" he asked, shocked.
    "You were sleeping with Britney!" I fired back, because I thought he was.
    "What? You actually thought I was getting with Britney? Did you not hear anything I said to you? I told you I was in love with you." he said.
    "Liam, guys lie about their feelings all the time. When Britney came over late a few nights ago, I knew what you were going to do. It's fine, really." I said, even though it wasn't fine. I didn't want Liam and Britney together.
    "I told her to come over, because I was going to end things. I didn't want to do it over a text message, cause only a jerk would do that. But I wasn't going to sleep with her. I felt guilty for using her, and I wanted to apologize." he explained.
    "So you were ending things with her? Ugh, I'm such an idiot!" I screamed.
    "You and Zayn? Really?" he asked, looking hurt.
    "Yeah. He was sweet, he was nice, and he actually cared about me. I was upset because I thought you still hated me, and I was confused. But now I know what I want. I want you, Liam. I want to be with you." I said, pouring my heart out.
    "Yeah, well I'm not sure I want to be with you anymore. I cannot believe you lied to me about you and Zayn." he said.
    "Liam, I didn't lie! We weren't even aware of each others' feelings when Zayn and I were hooking up! Please Liam." I begged. I couldn't lose him.
    "Carly, I just don't know if we're right for each other. I think I need time to think." he said, putting his head in his hands and sighing.
    "Liam, you can't just pretend we don't have chemistry. I really like you." I said, on the verge of tears. I didn't want him to go.
    "Carly, I can't do this. I'm sorry." he said, walking out the door. I slumped onto the couch, not believing what just happened. I finally let myself start to like Liam, and once I do, I get let down. Love stinks.
    ..........................
    only doing 25 chapters, in a few chapters there will be a time jump. JUST CAME UP WITH THE TITLE FOR MY NEW STORY, I'm going to call it 'Live While We're Young.' yeah, because it's their song, but it also goes good with the character(:


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  11. Lizzie_143 Lizzie_143
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    September 17, 2012 8:33pm UTC
    I Love to Hate You
    Chapter 18
    "So I take it you like me too?" Liam asked once we pulled apart.
    "Yeah. I really, really like you Liam. I guess I was just too caught up in the past, and I couldn't make myself believe that you had actually changed." I admitted.
    "My feelings for you haven't. I still love you." he said. Love? I don't think I can go from hating Liam one day to loving him the next. So I didn't say it back.
    "So, is someone gonna let us in?" I asked, starting to get cold from the rain.
    "I have a spare key under the mat." he replied.
    "Then why didn't you use it before?" I asked him.
    "Because I was afraid that then you wouldn't kiss me. And come on, every girl wants to be kissed in the rain." he said, smiling sheepishly.
    "Good point." I said, following him into his house after he unlocked the door.
    "Let me go get you something dry." he said, noticing my soaking wet clothes.
    He came back a minute later with a white vneck shirt and a pair of girls' jeans.
    "Why do you have these?" I asked, then figured it was from when some girl spent the night. Obviously. Why wouldn't he have girls' clothes here?
    "They're my cousins. She left them here after she came to visit for a while." he explained. Oh. So I had been wrong. Still, that didn't mean anything.
    "Okay. Where's the bathroom?" I asked, and he pointed down the hall.
    I walked into the bathroom and changed into the clothing.
    "What movie do you want to watch?" he asked while I was changing.
    "Doesn't matter!" I replied, tugging on the skinny jeans. They actually fit pretty well. I pulled the shirt over my head and then walked back to the living room.
    "Mind if we watch this?" he asked, holding up Friends With Benefits.
    "I love Justin Timberlake!" I exclaimed while sitting on the couch next to him.
    I've always wanted to be part of a flash mob, I thought during that part of the movie. I decided to mention it to Liam.
    "Hey Liam. Have you ever been in a flash mob?" I asked.
    "Actually, no. I haven't. You?" he asked back.
    "Never. But I really want to be part of one. Or just see one happen. They seem so cool!" I said, getting excited about this now.
    "Maybe one day you'll see one." he said, smiling at me. I bit my lip and stared down at the ground. I lifted my head up just in time to see that he made the flash mob for her. It was even their song. How cute!
    "That's adorable. Why can't all guys be like that?" I asked.
    "You want to have a friend with benefits?" he asked me.
    "Not really. Although it's not complicated." I said. Oh crap. Shut up, Carly.
    "So you have had a friend with benefits before?" he aked.
    "Uh, yeah. But it's over." I responded. That was awkward.
    "Hey Carly? Can I take you out on a real date?" he asked me.
    "Hmm..I gotta think about that." I replied, winking at him.
    "I'm joking. I would love to go on a date with you." I said, just as the movie ended. I got off the couch and grabbed my phone and wallet.
    "I gotta get home." I said, kissing Liam on the cheek.
    "Oh, okay. See you later?" he asked, and I nodded my head. He put his arms around my waist, pulling me close. He lifted my chin with his thumb and brought his lips to mine. I smiled while kissing him, then when we pulled away I said one last goodnight before opening the door and coming face to face with Britney.
    "What is she doing here?" Britney asked, walking past me and bumping my shoulder on the way. She walked in like she owned this place.
    "I think the better question is what are you doing here?" he asked her.
    "You invited me over. You said you wanted to take me on a real date or something." she said, examining her nails. What? Was Liam just playing me? He looked at me and had this apologetic look in his eyes. Oh my god. He really did tell Britney he wanted to take her on a date. But he told me he loved me!
    I ran out of his house and into my car, then drove off. I drove back to my flat, and slammed the door once I got there.
    "Is everything alright?" Zayn asked, rushing to the living room.
    "Liam is a nasty, lying jerk." I responded, trying to calm down.
    "What did he do?" he asked me, trying to get the full story.
    "He told me he loved me." I started off.
    "That's not so terrible. Is it?" Zayn asked me, and I shook my head.
    "No, but he told me he wanted to take me on a real date. Then right as I was about to leave, Britney walks in and said that Liam told her he wanted to take her on a real date. He's playing me Zayn!" I said, tears starting to fall from my eyes. This can't happen. I won't let Liam win again.
    "It's going to be okay. Trust me." Zayn said, grabbing hold of my hand as we sat down on the couch. I can't let this happen again. I don't want to go back to hating Liam. I actually wanted to do the opposite. But with Britney in the way, that was going to be hard. So I had to get even.
    And what better way to get even than to tell him about Zayn and me?
    ..........................
    should she tell him? the next chapter is going to be a few months, maybe a year in advance! i know this story went kindaaaa fast, but i really wanna write the next one! haha, but i love this story line tooo(:

  12. heyystories heyystories
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    September 16, 2012 8:57pm UTC
    Heart Reserved For One ♥
    (Based on Boys Over Flowers)
    Prologue
    “Courtney!” my mom yelled.
    “What?” I shouted back, busy ironing the customer’s clothes.
    “Can you deliver this school uniform to a guy named Johnny?” my mom requested.
    My family and I own a laundromat. Our family doesn’t have much money, so I help them out with the laundromat business. I also have another job at a café as a waitress, working alongside with my best friend, Michelle.
    “Sure mom, what’s the address?” I asked, stopping my work.
    “Just deliver it at that overrated private school with the filthy rich snobs.”
    My mom means Johnson Parker High School, the most exclusive and expensive school in the U.S. Only the richest kids in America are able to attend the school, unless you can get a scholarship. But the chances of someone, like me, getting a scholarship was one in a million. My grades are actually very good though; even I’m the best student in my school. But I never considered going to that school, because I never want to be in a school where I don't belong. Plus, my parents hates rich people, since all they like to do is show off their money.
    For some reason, our laundromat is only a couple of blocks away from the big school.
    I grabbed the expensive school uniform and hanged it on the hanger on my bike. I then got on my bike, and began riding my bike to the school. I always enjoyed riding my bike, because of the exercise and the view I enjoyed while riding my bike.
    I finally got to the school, and placed my bike at the bike parking. I grabbed the uniform and began my search for the customer. Many of the students were staring at me as soon as I stepped foot in the school. They probably thought I was dirt. I didn’t have any designer clothes, or anything in the sorts. But I never thought that stuff like that matters. There isn't anything wrong with what I'm wearing anyways.
    I ignored everyone that was staring at me, and continued to look for the customer.
    "HEY, JOHNNY SAYS THAT HE'S GONNA JUMP OFF THE BUILDING! Follow me!" a student shouted.
    All of the students immediately stopped everything they were doing and followed the student.
    “Johnny? Isn't that the customer?” I whispered to myself.
    I cluelessly followed the crowd of people running to a building and up the stairs. When I reached roof, it was very crowded.
    “Excuse me” I said as I squeezed through the sea of people.
    I finally got to the front, and see a boy standing at the edge of the roof, with blood streaming down his face. I gasped at the horrifying sight.
    I tapped a girl to my right and asked, “Who is that?”
    She scoffs before answering, “Some loser named Johnny. Thank God he’s going to kill himself. If he messes with my boys, he’s better off dead.”
    Johnny then turns around to face the crowd, specifically four handsome boys. “Is this what you guys want? You all want me to die, right?” Johnny asked.
    “Yeah!” I heard more than half of the crowd shouted. Are they serious?! I am so disgusted with the students in this school.
    “Since you dare insult us, you deserve to die.” one of the guys stated. The other three handsome looking guys were by his side, which are clearly his best friends. There were also a lot of girls surrounding them, drooling over them. Someone was about to lose their life, but nobody even seems to care!
    “If that’s what you want.” the boy last said before he jumped off the building.
    “NO!” I yelled. I quickly ran to the edge of the roof and grabbed Johnny before he hit the ground.
    And that was how I got in Johnson Parker High School.
    Did you like it? I don't know if I'm going to continue the story. If a lot of people like it, I will. Maybe for 100+ faves? Idk, it depends. Please fave if you read the chapter and comment if you want to be notified for chapter 1, if I continue.

  13. Lizzie_143 Lizzie_143
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    September 16, 2012 8:50pm UTC
    I Love to Hate You
    Chapter 17
    I woke up the next morning with a slightly fuzzy memory.
    I got out of bed and walked into the kitchen, making myself a cup of coffee.
    "Make me one too!" Zayn shouted from his bedroom. I rolled my eyes and got out a second mug, then sat down at the counter. I poured coffee into each mug once it was ready and waited for Zayn to come out.
    "Zayn, did anything happen last night?" I asked, racking my brain.
    "Not between us, no. You left the charity ball early and came home." he said.
    Right. Okay, so nothing happened. I grabbed my phone out of the charger and scrolled through my messages. There was one from Liam.
    Liam: we need to talk.
    That didn't sound good. What did he want to talk about?
    Oh my god. Suddenly, I remembered what happened last night.
    Liam confessed his feelings for me, and I kissed him. We kissed. A lot.
    Why was I doing this? Not only was I going to get hurt, but I was going to hurt Zayn as well. But, he was the one who said he didn't want a relationship.
    "Morning." said some brunette, walking into the kitchen wearing my robe.
    "Excuse me? Who are you, and why are you wearing my robe?" I asked rudely.
    "Oh, this is Amanda. We met at the ball last night." Zayn said.
    Wait, what? Zayn brought a girl home last night?
    I know we're not dating, but I was still kind of upset. What a player.
    "I'm going to my room." I mumbled, getting up and walking away.
    About ten minutes later, Zayn walked in. He noticed I was upset. Crap.
    "She's nothing. Look, I was upset you ditched me last night, and I don't know. We didn't do anything." he said. He felt guilty.
    "Zayn, I have a lot of fun with you. I really do. And I'm not gonna lie, you're a great kisser. But I haven't been completely honest with you. And you might get mad at me for not telling you this earlier, but I need to. Just hear me out." I said.
    He nodded his head, but looked confused. I continued.
    "It's about Liam." I started. He motioned for me to go on, so I did.
    "About a month ago, he told me that he had feelings for me. And you know what I did? I ran. I ran away from him, and avoided him up until last night." I told him.
    "So I've been sleeping with the girl that my best friend has a crush on?"
    "I should have told you. I just, I didn't know what to do at the time, so I went to you. I ran away from what I was scared of. I was scared of my feelings for Liam. But last night, he told me he loved me. And I can't keep playing you, or him." I said. I hope Zayn understood what I was getting at.
    "So you want to put an end to this?" Zayn asked.
    "I really don't want you to hate me. We can still be roomies, and best friends." I said, with a hopeful smile on my face. Zayn pulled me in for a hug, and I knew we were going to be okay.
    "I could hook you up with Madison!" I said excitedly.
    "I think that would be awkward, me dating your cousin." he said, and laughed.
    "Good point." I said, shrugging my shoudlers.
    "Well, what are you waiting for? Go get him!" Zayn shouted, pushing me out of my bedroom. I grabbed my keys and cell phone and walked out of the flat, and to my car. I started to drive to Liam's house, but realized I didn't know where he lived. I called Zayn and asked for Liam's address, and after he gave it to me, I was on my way again. I drove to the house number Zayn gave me, got out, and walked up to the door. I took a deep breath before knocking, and someone answered shortly after. It was Liam.
    "Hi." I said, breathless.
    "Carly? What are you doing here?" he asked, stepping out onto the porch.
    "Last night, you told me you loved me. And I didn't tell you how I feel. I should have." I started, just as rain started to fall from the sky. Liam went to open the door, but it wouldn't move.
    "We're locked out." he said, and I laughed. Great.
    "Anyways, I like you Liam. I'm sorry I ran off when you told me that you had feelings for me. I have a tendency to run from my past." I said, thinking back to the months after my father died, or when I left high school because of the bullies.
    "I don't wanna run anymore. Because even though my past caught up with me, I'm okay with it. Because now I can spend my future with you." I said, kissing him. He kissed me back, and I ran my fingers through his hair.
    Kissing someone in the rain? Check that off my bucket list.
    Kissing someone you might be in love with in the rain?
    Done.
    ...................................
    they're finally together! a lot of you wanted her with zayn, but this is a liam fanfic! and i think im only gonna do a few more chapters, like maybe up to 25. then I'll start another one, and it will probably be amazing! haha(: <33

  14. Lizzie_143 Lizzie_143
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    September 16, 2012 12:23pm UTC
    I Love to Hate You
    Chapter 16
    "Hey, I'm not feeling so great. I'm gonna go home." I said after dancing.
    "Let me get my jacket." he said, starting towards the coat check.
    "No, I need some to myself. I have to go call my brother." I said, a lump rising in my throat. Ever since Britney made that remark, I felt guilty.
    Part of the reason I left was because I couldn't handle having people feel sorry for me anymore. my mother had been so upset, and she was finally starting to move on. I was glad for her, but my brother couldn't seem toget past it.
    He and my father were close. They were very close. I didn't know what he was going to do after my dad died. He moped around for a while, then tried to get on with his life. But he couldn't. I told him I needed to start my life, and he told me he would try and start his. We made a promise to let each other know if we were doing well in life. And so far, I hadn't gotten a call from him.
    It's been two years. I haven't talked to him in two years. I feel terrible.
    I went home and dialed his number, kind of hoping he wouldn't pick up.
    What would I say to him? He did answer though.
    "Chris?" I asked, not believing it was him. He sounded so different.
    "Who's calling?" he asked. He didn't even recognize my voice. Did he even want to talk to me? He probably didn't want me in his life.
    "It's, uh, it's Carly."
    "Carly? Oh my god." he gasped.
    "Hey." I said, not sure what was coming next.
    "Wow. I didn't expect you to call." he said. Gosh, I was a terrible sister.
    "Chris, how are you?" I asked, afraid of the answer.
    "Honestly? I'm doing okay. I'm, uh, I'm engaged."
    WHAT?! I leave my brother, and he's depressed. I call two years later, and he's engaged? And didn't even call to let me know?
    "Wow. There's a suprise." I said, still shocked.
    "I was going to tell you. But I didn't think you wanted to hear from me. Look, I'm sorry if I ruined your life sis." he said. Oh no.
    "You didn't. Actually, I was calling about our promise."
    "So you're doing well in life?" he asked, and I could practically hear him smiling through the phone. He remembered.
    "I'm doing well. You should come visit." I said, meaning it.
    "Yeah, actually. I was going to tell you this, too. We're in England for about a month. Lucy's family live here, and we have news to share with them." he said.
    "Oh my gosh! You should definitely stop by!" I said, giving him my address. After talking for what seemed like another hour, I told him to call me later and hung up. I heard someone knock at the door. Zayn must have forgotten his key.
    I didn't expect to see Liam when I opened the door.
    "Hi." I said, trying to catch my breath.
    "We need to talk." he said, walking into the flat and sitting on the couch.
    "Sure. What's up?" I asked, playing it cool.
    "Look, I completely understand if you don't like me. But you don't have to go after my best friend. It's kind of hurtful to watch." he said.
    "I'm not going after Zayn. He's just a really good friend." I said, stressing the last word. I can't believe Liam's doing this, right now.
    "While we're talking about things that are hurtful to watch, why did you bring Britney? I thought you were over us hating each other." I mumbled.
    "I needed some way to get your attention. You've been avoiding me!" he yelled.
    "Yeah, I have been. You can't just tell somebody that you've hated for the past five years that you have feelings towards them!" I screamed back.
    "I never hated you!" he hollered. What?
    "I NEVER hated you Carly. Can't you see? I've always wanted you. I've always been in love with you. Do you know how hard it is to watch the person you love hate you?" he asked, his voice going back to normal volume.
    "Stop. Just stop." I said, putting my hands up.
    "No. You can't just tell someone to stop loving you and expect them to do it." he said. Wait? He loves me? Could things get any more complicated?
    "Liam, I said stop!" I said, raising my voice again.
    "Carly, you don't understand-"
    "Liam, shut up." I said, my heart beating fast.
    "Make me." he replied. How old was he, five?
    But I accepted his challenge. I grabbed his head and pulled it close to mine, our lips meeting seconds later. He kissed me back, hard.
    I've been waiting so long to do this.
    Maybe I never really hated him. Maybe I loved him.
    Or maybe I loved to hate him.
    ............................
    is she with Liam? or Zayn? playaaaaa.

  15. Lizzie_143 Lizzie_143
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    September 16, 2012 11:44am UTC
    I Love to Hate You
    Chapter 15
    "Hey, are you okay? You don't have to go to this if you don't want to." Zayn said, his arm around my shoulders. I was trying not to cry, but it was just so hard.
    "Yeah, I'll be fine. I just-I have bad history with Britney." I said.
    Zayn just shook his head, not pressuring me to go on. But I did anyway.
    "Remember how I told you about how Liam had talked to me that summer, then when we were back at school he ignored me and made fun of me?" I asked.
    He nodded, so I went on with my story.
    "Well, the first day of school was the worst. Because Liam told me over the summer that he liked me, but when he didn't talk to me, I knew something was up. So after first period, I saw him and Britney together. Making out right in front of me. It's like she was trying to rub it in, you know?"
    "I know exactly what you're saying. And I don't quite know why Liam would bring her back like this. Does he want you to hate him again?" Zayn asked.
    That's the thing. I didn't tell Zayn that Liam confessed his feelings to me.
    Because then Zayn would insist we stop fooling around, and I didn't want to.
    "I think he has mixed feelings towards me." I said, deciding to play it safe.
    "Well, let's forget about it for tonight. We're going to have fun. I hope you're ready to dance." he said with a wink. I laughed and leaned my forehead against his. We were so close, and alone in this cab, besides the driver.
    I pressed my lips to Zayn's and my heart fluttered.
    "Yeah. This is going to be a good night." he said, pulling away from me once we arrived. He got out of the cab first, then gave me his hand. I gladly took it and we held hands while walking into the grand building, which looked like a castle. There were a bunch of fans and paparazzi outside, snapping pictures.
    Zayn kept hold of my hand, and I kept my head down, until he told me to pose. He wrapped his arm around my waist, pulling me close. I looked up into his eyes, a wide smile on my face. He gazed into my eyes as well, and smiled.
    We continued to walk into the building, then were escorted to the ballroom.
    "This is beautiful." I said, in awe, as we walked to our table.
    Of course the other guys and their dates would be sitting at the same table as us. But Zayn decided we would sit on the opposite side of Liam and Britney, because he didn't want me to have to put up with that.
    We sat and chatted for a while, and I stared around the room, not part of the conversation. Until Harry asked me a question.
    "So, how much did Zayn pay you?" he asked.
    "Excuse me?" I asked, laughing lightly.
    "There's no way Zayn could get a girl as beautiful as you for his date tonight."
    "You're so sweet. And way out of my league." I said, winking at him. He hung his head, pretending to be offended.
    "I'm joking Harry." I said, and he smiled. Soon, our meals came and we ate.
    I felt someone's hand on my upper thigh as we were eating. My eyes widened, and I turned my head towards Zayn, who was in the middle of a conversation with Louis. Sure enough, it was his hand. I grabbed it, which got his attention.
    "Let's dance." I said, getting out of my chair.
    We walked onto the dance floor just as the song was changing to a slow one.
    "I love this song!" I exclaimed as Whitney Houston's 'My Heart Will Go On' poured out the speakers. Zayn put his hand on my waist, and I put mine on his shoulder. Our bodies were so close, it took everything I had to not lean up and kiss him. He smiled at me, and I smiled back at him. As we were twirling around the room, I caught someone's gaze. Liam.
    He looked totally jealous.
    ...............................
    what do you guys think? sorry, i messed up the chapter numberssss! haha

  16. Lizzie_143 Lizzie_143
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    September 15, 2012 9:12pm UTC
    I Love to Hate You
    Chapter 13
    I've been avoiding Liam for almost a month now. I just didn't know how to tell him that I felt the same way. I didn't know if I wanted to tell him I felt the same way. It seemed that everytime I was ready to tell him, Zayn would come back into the picture. Which complicated things even more.
    Zayn and I are not dating, and he was the one who decided that. He said we have fun together, and I totally agree. That's all I need right now. I just need to have fun. I don't need a serious relationship. Nor do I want one.
    "Are you almost ready? The guys will be here any minute!" Zayn hollered from his room. I looked at myself in the mirror, admiring my beautiful dress. It was a pretty yellow, with gems right above the waist. My hair was curled and had a waterfall braid, and my shoes and jewelry matched the gems on my dress.
    Tonight I was going to a charity ball with Zayn. But did he just say the guys will be here any minute? I must have heard wrong.
    "Zayn, what do you mean the guys will be here any minute?" I asked, putting in my second earring and walking out to the living room area.
    "Yeah, Harry, Louis, Niall, and Liam are coming. With their dates." he said.
    "Liam's coming? Why didn't you tell me?" I asked, kind of annoyed.
    "Because then you wouldn't come, and I don't want to go alone." he replied.
    "You're so selfish." I said, sitting down next to him.
    "And you're beautiful." he said, kissing me.
    "You're smudging my lipstick!" I said, right as the doorbell rang.
    "Come in!" I called out, and four boys walked in, each one with a girl on their arm. Even Liam. I wonder what her name was.
    "Hey guys. This is my date, Carly." Zayn said, laughing. The guys kind of looked suprised, and Liam looked shocked. And kind of upset.
    Louis was with a pretty girl named Eleanor, Harry with a cutie named Krysta, Niall with a family friend, Char, and Liam with someone named Britney.
    Wait. Britney? It couldn't be her. Could it? No, Liam wouldn't do that to me.
    "Wait wait wait. You said your date's name is Carly?" Britney asked Zayn.
    "Yeah, that's what I said." he replied, sensing tension between Britney and I.
    "What's her last name?" Britney asked Zayn again.
    "Why don't you just ask me?" I asked her, irritated.
    "Nevermind. I thought you were someone I used to go to school with, but she never would have had the guts to talk to me like that. Plus she wasn't pretty."
    Oh my god. I cannot believe she just said that.
    "Wow. You're still mean." I said, rolling my eyes. She looked taken aback.
    "So it is you. Wow. How much did the surgery cost?" she asked nastily.
    "Not everybody's fake like you." I fired back. Take that.
    "Well, it's four years later and guess who still doesn't have Liam?" she asked.
    "Oh, so he's your boyfriend?" I asked, my eyebrows raised, my lip curling into a smile. Here we go.
    "Uh, not exactly." she replied quietly.
    "So that mean's YOU still don't have Liam." I replied, my lips pursed.
    "At least my dad cares about me." she snapped.
    That did it. A tear fell from my eye. Nobody here knew what happened.
    "My father passed away." I whispered, my eyes looking to the ground.
    "Oh my god. Carly, I had no idea." she said, her eyes wide.
    "Can we go?" I asked, staring into Zayn's eyes.
    "Yeah, we'll take our own cab." he said, grabbing his jacket and opening the door for me. That was terrible. I cannot believe Britney's back.
    Why would Liam bring her back into my life? Was he really out to get me? And why, why would he bring her as his date if he liked me? Was he trying to act like he was in high school again?
    .............................
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  17. Lizzie_143 Lizzie_143
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    September 14, 2012 10:56pm UTC
    I Love to Hate You
    Chapter 13
    (back in Carly's POV)
    I woke up the next morning and rolled over to look at my alarm clock. Except I didn't see what time it was, because Zayn's head was in the way.
    Wait, what? Why was Zayn in my bed? I thought he said that us almost hooking up was a one time thing. I guess he lied. Even after Harry caught us, we still made out and hooked up a lot. Things were just so easy with him, like he wasn't expecting a relationship or something. Which was a good thing.
    So I guess you can call us 'friends with benefits.' Except nobody knows.
    So it's kind of a secret thing. And I'll admit, it's kind of fun.
    "Zayn, get up. Don't you have a photo shoot soon or something?" I asked, flicking his head in order to get him moving.
    "Yeah, I'm going." he said, getting out of my bed and walking to his room.
    I went and took a shower, then got dressed. I grabbed my phone and checked my messages. I had two new messages from Harry.
    Harry: Just found out some interesting news.
    Harry: Carly, I need to talk to you. It's important.
    I wonder what he wants to talk about... I texted him back and he sait it was urgent, so I told him I would meet him at the coffee shop downtown. I walked to the shop around the corner and saw Harry sitting in a booth.
    "Hey, what's up?" I asked, sitting across from him. I ordered an iced coffee and talked to Harry while waiting for it.
    "Okay, well this is some pretty big news, and I honestly have no idea how you're going to take it." he said, warning me. Oh great.
    "Harry. What's going on?" I asked again, growing impatient.
    "It's about Liam." he said, and I was getting anxious.
    "Harry. Just tell me."
    "Liam, um. Liam likes you." he told me.
    "You're lying. He doesn't like me. He doesn't hate me, but he doesn't like me either." I said, trying to convince myself of it.
    "No, he likes you. He even told me himself." he said.
    "I don't get it though. Why wouldn't he tell me?" I asked, confused.
    "He said he tried to, but couldn't bring himself to say it. Oh, and he would be extremely mad if he knew I told you. I wasn't supposed to tell anyone, let alone the person that he actually likes." Harry said. Great. So Liam liked me, and I was hooking up with his best friend. Could this get any more complicated?
    "Okay, well I have to go. But you didn't hear this from me." he said, getting up and leaving. I was left in shock, wondering how things could have gone from Liam hating me to Liam liking me in that way.
    I grabbed my coffee and started walking back to my apartment. The shop was close, but the walk was still a good twenty minutes. And with my luck, it started to downpour as I was about halfway home. I heard a truck pull up next to me, and I saw a guy in the driver's seat. Liam.
    "Need a ride?" he asked, and I shook my head no.
    "Come on. You're going to get soaked." he said, trying again.
    "Liam, I'm fine. It's not that far of a walk." I said.
    "Get in." he said, and I gave in. I opened the door and pulled myself up into the big truck. It was quiet for a few minutes before I spoke up.
    "Thanks for giving me a ride. I really appreciate it." I mumbled. I didn't know how to act towards Liam now that I knew he liked me.
    "Anytime." he said, adjusting the volume on the radio.
    "Liam, you seemed like you had something important to tell me last night, but I was so busy you never had time. What was it?" I asked, trying to get him to admit that he liked me. Which was going to be hard.
    "Okay, I guess I can tell you. The truth is, I don't hate you Carly. As a matter of fact, the only reason I was ever mad at you is because you switched schools. And I liked you, a lot. I felt terrible for pretending to be cool and not talk to you. It was killing me, and now I realize what I want. To be with you." he said.
    I was stunned. I didn't know how to respond. So I didn't. I got out of the car at a stop sign and ran the rest of the way to my flat. Because I didn't want Liam to know that I felt the same way too.
    ..............................
    finally, the truth comes out!

  18. Lizzie_143 Lizzie_143
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    September 13, 2012 8:44pm UTC
    I Love to Hate You
    Chapter 12
    LIAM'S POV
    Why won't she forgive me? I know I was a jerk, but I was kinda hoping she would look past that. Apparently not. I wasn't going to give up that easily though.
    I got into my car and drove to the karaoke club, since I was hoping that's where Carly is. But when I walked in and saw the crowd, I knew she would be impossible to find. I spotted her cousin Madison and called her over.
    "Is Carly here?" I asked, my voice loud.
    "Yeah, she's in the back." she screamed to me, in order to be heard.
    "Right, thanks." I said, walking towards the back room. I knocked on the door and heard her voice.
    "One minute!" she called, shuffling around the room. She opened the door a few seconds later, and I saw Zayn sitting in the chair next to her desk playing with a pencil. She was staring at me expectantly.
    "Hi, I didn't mean to interrupt." I said, glancing at Zayn.
    "Oh, Zayn was just leaving." she said, and he got out of the chair, then made a goofy face when he passed me. Did he have lip gloss on his cheek?
    "What's up?" Carly asked, moving papers around and organizing her desk.
    "I need to tell you something. Important." I started off, and she looked up at me. Gosh, it was so hard not to get lost in those eyes.
    "Go on." she said, crossing her arms.
    "Well, I know I apologized. But I really need you to know that I'm not the same guy. I've changed, I really have." I said.
    "You've told me that. I believe you." she said, turning her back to me.
    "But for some reason, I don't think you do believe me." I responded.
    "Liam, I'm really busy right now. What did you have to tell me?" she asked, sounding slightly annoyed. Should I tell her? But if I do, then I have to face the fact that she might reject me. Why would I tell her? There's no way she could possibly like me. I broke her heart. I'm the reason she changed.
    I liked her the way she was during high school. Why did I do that? I was such a jerk. There's no way I can tell her what I want to.
    "Um. I, um. I'm sorry. Really sorry." I said, shoving my hands in my pockets.
    "You said that already." she said, flipping through a folder.
    "Right. Okay, well, see you later." I said, walking out of the back room.
    Once again, I blew my chance. I walked out into the club and everybody was having a good time. I walked over to Zayn and Harry, sitting at the bar.
    "Hey guys. You should go sing." I said, teasing them.
    "No Liam, you should go sing. With that girl. She seems into you." Harry said, pointing to Madison. He's joking, right?
    "Harry, that's Carly's cousin. There's no way she's into me." I responded.
    "You're right. I'm just messing with you." Harry said.
    "Jerk. I'm going to get some air, I'll be back." I said, walking out of the club.
    I walked the streets near the karaoke bar for a while before going back. I really needed to clear my head, because I wasn't thinking straight.
    I went back to the club and walked in to see a bunch of people dancing together to some fast pop song. I searched for Harry and Zayn, but couldn't find them anywhere. Until I looked on the dance floor. I saw Zayn dancing extremely close to some beautiful girl with long hair tied in a ponytail. Was that Carly?
    It was. But I didn't care, right? Wrong.
    I was jealous. Because whether I wanted to admit it or not, I liked Carly.
    .................................
    ohhhh snappppp! dramaaaaaa. feedback?(:

  19. Lizzie_143 Lizzie_143
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    September 12, 2012 7:50pm UTC
    I Love to Hate You
    Chapter 11
    "Hey, I'm back." Zayn said, kicking the door shut since his hands were full of grocery bags. I walked over and helped him unload them.
    "Liam stopped by." I started cautiously.
    "Oh, did you tell him I wasn't home? What did he want?" he asked.
    "Actually, he didn't want to talk to you. He came to talk to me." I said.
    "Well is everything alright? He didn't upset you, did he?" Zayn asked.
    "No, I don't think so. I'm pretty sure he apologized." I told him.
    "Liam apologized? To you?" he asked, shocked.
    "I know, I can't believe it either. I don't think I want to." I admitted.
    "Well, even though he is one of my best friends, it was a terrible thing to do to someone. I don't know if I would forgive him just yet, if I were you." he said.
    "That's the thing. I can forgive him all I want, but I will never forget what he put me through." I confessed, thinking back to those days.
    "I don't know why anybody would want to hurt such a precious girl like you."
    "Aw, stop. You're making me blush." I said, hitting his chest lightly.
    "I'm not joking Carly. You're so sweet, and funny, and kind, and caring. I don't know why Liam played you, but it was dumb on his part. Because he lost something truly special." he said, moving closer to me.
    I looked up and met Zayn's gaze. He was doing that half-smile thing that guys do, and it was ridiculously sexy. My body was pressed up against his, and I knew what was coming next. And I didn't stop it.
    Zayn's lips met mine, soft at first, but growing more intense each second. I gave in, and kissed him back. He picked me up and put me on the counter, my legs tight around his waist. I ran my hands through his hair as he kissed my neck.
    The doorbell rang, and we ignored it. Which was probably a bad idea, because the person waiting decided to try and open the door. Which was unlocked.
    "Zayn? Are you home?" Harry walked in the room just as I pulled away.
    "Thanks, I think my knee's better." I said, rubbing my hand on it.
    "No problem. What's up Harry?" he asked nonchalantly.
    "Oh my god. You two were just about to do it." Harry said, his eyes wide.
    "No, we definitely were not. I scraped my knee earlier and Zayn fixed it." I said.
    "Show me." Harry said. Obviously he didn't believe me.
    "What? No, that's crazy. I'm not showing you my knee." I told him.
    "Then you're lying." he replied.
    "I am not lying. But I'm not showing you my knee either." I declared.
    "Come on guys. Don't lie to me. I won't tell anyone."
    "You can tell anybody you want about my scraped knee, I really don't care." I replied. Harry rolled his eyes and walked over to the couch. I found myself staring at Zayn, who ran his hand up my leg. I bit my lip to keep from smiling and jumped off the counter, walking over to Harry.
    "How long have you two been hooking up?" he asked me.
    "We haven't been." I responded. Harry stared at me with raised eyebrows.
    "Fine, you caught us. I'm not sure what came over me, but it was a one time thing. Please, don't tell anyone." Zayn pleaded.
    "Your secret's safe with me." Harry said. And strangely, I believed him.
    "You're lucky that was me who walked in, and not Liam." he said. What?
    "What are you talking about?" I asked, confused.
    "Well, he already hates you enough. If he found out you were hooking up with one of his best friends, he might be a little mad, don't you think?"
    "Why would he be mad? It's not like he likes me or anything. Like you said, he hates me. And I know that." I said.
    "But do you hate him?" Zayn asked.
    "I did. But he apologized, and seemed sincere." I told them.
    "Look, I know he's my friend, but remember what I told you earlier." he said.
    Don't forgive him, not just yet. That's what Zayn had told me. But why didn't he want me to forgive him? Unless...
    Zayn liked me. And I, being as undecisive as ever, may have some sort of feelings for Zayn.
    ................................
    oh snap! haha, i think the next chapter is going to be in Liam's POV just to show how everything is playing out. big stuff coming up!

  20. Lizzie_143 Lizzie_143
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    September 10, 2012 9:10pm UTC
    I Love to Hate You
    Chapter 10
    Later that day, while I was all alone at the apartment, I heard a knock on the door. I didn't bother looking through the peephole, I just opened the door.
    I wish I hadn't though, because I was face to face with Liam.
    "Zayn's not here." I said, my tone even, then closed the door.
    The knocking started again, and once again, I opened the door.
    "What do you want?" I snapped, starting to get annoyed.
    "I'm not here to talk to Zayn, I need to talk to you." he said.
    "Well, now's not a good time. I'm kind of busy." I lied, starting to shut the door.
    Liam stopped the door with his hand and walked into my apartment.
    "Carly, please. Let me talk to you." he begged. I rolled my eyes and walked over to the couch, taking a seat. Liam followed me, and began to talk.
    "I know I've been a jerk to you. You're the only person that I really ever acted like that to. I don't know why, but you bring out the worst in me." he said.
    "Gee, thanks for the compliment." mumbled, crossing my arms.
    "No, that's not what I meant. I'm going to be honest with you. When I was in high school, I didn't care about my grades, or my class rank. I just wanted to fit in, to be 'cool' and 'popular' but that's not what it's all about. You knew that, but I didn't. So when I started talking to you, I just felt different. A good different. But people started saying things, and like I said, I cared about popularity. Which is why I blew you off after that summer." he confessed.
    "That doesn't make it okay." I whispered.
    "I know it doesn't. And I don't know what will make it okay. But all that I know is I was a jerk, and I shouldn't have played you like that." he told me.
    "You made me feel like I was worth something. Like maybe it was possible for geeks and popular kids to mix, maybe even date. You were the first person that was ever nice to me. My first real friend. The first, and at the time, only, person I could trust. But you blew it. Now, not only do I not trust you, but I don't think of you as a friend, and I don't think you're even nice to me." I admitted.
    "Carly, I understand why you hate me. And if I was in your position, I wouldn't dare give me a second chance. But for some reason, here I am, asking for one. And I don't know why." he told me. Wow.
    "Because you feel guilty. You don't care about me, you only want to feel better about yourself, and you think trying to correct your past will do that. News flash: you can't correct this Liam. Nothing can." I said, sighing.
    "Last night, you said there were namy other reasons why you hated me."
    "Yeah, there are. One of them is the fact that you're such a nice person now, and so caring, and I just wish you were like that back in high school. Another reason is because I still haven't forgiven you for the time you took my swing at recess in third grade, and you always made fun of me. I was really insecure, and you made sure that I stayed that way." I told him.
    I could see the guilt in his eyes, but I didn't care. He looked upset, like he didn't know he was capable of doing those things. But he was.
    "Carly, I know I'm asking a lot for you to forgive me. But at least change your opinion of me. Maybe instead of hating me, you can despise me?" he asked.
    "Liam, I don't want you to apologize. Because if you didn't make fun of me or call me those names back in high school, I wouldn't be the person I am today. I changed a lot, for the better, and to be honest, it was because of you. So if anything, I should be thanking you. Which is weird. But I think it's time for you to go." I said, getting up and opening the door.
    "Bye Carly." he said, walking out of my flat.
    Well, that was weird. I didn't expect Liam to apologize. And I didn't want to accept his apology. I wanted us to keep hating each other.
    But since some feelings of hatred went away, there was room for more feelings to come into my heart. And I think these feelings weren't any better.
    Because I think, I think I was developing a crush.
    On Liam Payne.
    ...................
    ooh! drammaaaaa! what does everyone think? the next few chapters are going to be exciting! write predictions!!!

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