@ sugarplum.
Liam groaned in annoyance at the news his head bowing down so his forehead was rested against the softness of the couch. Harry was spiraling downhill fast and he was taking Quinn with her, she was too stubborn to stop helping him and let him hit rock bottom so he realized what they have all been trying to do for the past months, help him. Sophies' fingers trailing through his hair soothed his temper a little but he wanted to knock some sense into his friend and he knew Sophie did to because Harry was hurting her best friend as he made her run around after him, keeping him alive and out of any trouble. Whenever Harry called him in the early hours of the morning he always ignored it hoping he would get the message but not Quinn, no she would answer his every need, Liam knew she was trying to be a good friend but she was just letting him use her.
"I'm going to kill him," Liam moaned into the couch, he heard his blonde girlfriend sigh turning his head he looked up at her and saw the sympathetic look on her face. "We are all over his shit, and Quinn deserves to be treated better she's a great girl he is just going to drag her down with him Soph, I can't let him do that..." he paused briefly his tone softening, "If he drags her down she will drag you down as well and I am not allowing that, you have too much to worry about at the moment with Bub," with that he stretched up and pressed his lips to hers, "I'm going to go see him," the brown eyed singer stated pulling away from his girlfriend looking at her intently before getting to his feet fishing his mobile out of his pocket and dialing Zayn's number.
"Hello?" came a thick Bradford accent after three rings.
"We have a problem," was all he had to say before the male on the other line sighed irritably.
"I'll let the others know and be there soon."
"Right," with that Liam ended the call walking out the door pulling it closed and walking out to his car starting the engine and zooming off.
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"You classify getting to hammered every night of the week, sleeping with random women, calling me at the strangest hours of the night because you've crashed your car into the nearest tree or someone else calling me because you're passed out in a fucking gutter fun?" Quinn snapped hotly tears forming in her eyes, she mentally kicked herself for breaking so easily. Harry was looking up at her his face void of any emotion,
"You honestly have nothing to say?" the red head asked her voice breaking due to her overwhelming emotions. "Fuck!" she cussed looking away from the curly haired singer as tears spilled onto her cheeks. Quinn had never been one to swear but today was the only exception, the only day she was really going to show how much she really knew. The room was swallowed into silence, wiping her eyes Quinn looked back at Harry before she spoke her voice low,
"Maybe I should take Liam's advice, maybe I should stop being you're fucking lapdog, a girl who loses sleep because she is always worrying about her best friend who is out catching an STD or unconscious somewhere in a gutter, a girl who has her phone next to her pillow so she can answer any calls that come through the night about the only guy she has ever loved incase he is dead." halfway through her speech her voice broke and tears fell freely obscuring her vision. She was still able to make out Harry as he rose from his seat and began to walk toward her. "No," she sniffled stepping back and wiping her eyes, "Don't come near me..." looking up at him she saw the way his face dropped his features creasing in hurt. "I..." the words were on the tip of her tongue, never want to see you again Harold but they stuck in her throat, instead she turned grabbing her keys and phone walking out of the house knocking into someone as she muttered a sorry but didn't look up as she ran to her car jumping in and starting the engine.
[sorry I got carried away :/]
May 16th, 2013 at 05:14pm