Chapter 8

Chapter 8:

 - Liam's POV -

Day 8:

It’s been four days since we met Amy, and four days since Louis and I had found out her true nature of being a stalking psychotic.

We have a plan already formed and now we’re just waiting for the right opportunity. The opportunity, however, is not presenting.

Niall and Amy had been texting continuously the past day or so and it was getting to me. We’d be sitting on the couch, watching TV with everyone, when suddenly he’d get a message, he’d hide his phone from me so that I couldn’t see it and then pull the crooked smile that I love at his screen. It was brutal to me.

Why can’t I make him smile like that..?

Even though I knew that Amy was full of it, it still drove me insane that Niall could be attracted to such a horrible person, but not me.

Am I not good enough? Do I repulse him? Surely I’d stack higher on his list of ‘maybes’ then that witch. I winced. No... She’s female. That automatically puts her millions above me. I’m probably not even on his ‘maybe after 10 beers’ list.

Louis saw my face change and grabbed my hand; squeezing it tight. He'd really been there for me the past few days. Whenever Amy was mentioned he’d run to my side and help me through it. I don’t deserve a friend like Louis after not noticing what he’s been through with Harry. It crushes me to think of what Niall’s repulsed face would look like if I ever kissed him, but for Louis to have actually seen Harry’s reaction, then to go on pretending like it never happened, I don’t think I’d survive. I wish I’d have been there for him like he is for me right now. I owe him so much, and once this Amy thing is over, I’ll find some way to repay him. Until then; I can only hope that our plan exposes her for what she truly is.

I heard footsteps coming from the staircase. I looked up to see Niall run past the living room on his way to the front door. He grabbed his jacket from the stand and put it on as he turned to face us: 

"Bye guys! I’m off to grab a coffee with Amy!” He chimed; reaching for the doorknob. Louis put an arm around me and for a second, I swear I saw Louis shoot a glare back at Niall.

“We’ll be here, together... Right Liam?” Louis smirked. He grabbed my chin with his thumb and index finger and turned my gaze to meet his. I stared back confused.

What is he trying to pull?

Niall flinched for some reason.

“R-R-Right!” He chimed back hesitantly. “See ya later then!” He cheered as he slammed the door behind him. Harry entered the room at that very moment and stood in the doorway staring at Louis and I. I swear his jaw dropped. Louis tensed and pulled his hand away from my chin quickly. He blushed as he scratched the back of his head.

“Ah... sorry about that Liam...” He mumbled, avoiding both Harry and mine’s gaze. Harry turned around walked into the kitchen.

That was weird.

Something was definitely up with Harry. I didn’t bother thinking into it more deeply. If Harry had an issue, he’d come to one of us about it when he was ready, like always.

“You alright Liam?” Louis asked; looking back at me concerned. I must have zoned out.

“Yeah, fine...” I mumbled. I didn’t want to be awake right now. Whenever I stressed out about what they were doing together I got extremely tired. I stood up and headed for the door:

“I’m gonna take a nap, text me when they get back.” I called out with a wave then headed up the stairs. I face-planted my bed as soon as I entered my room. I kicked off my shoes and crawled under the covers. I closed my eyes and that image of Niall dancing with Amy came back into my head again. It'd been in there all week. I curled into a ball and clenched my eyes shut tighter.

Is she better than me?

Day 10:

Another two days had passed and we still hadn’t outed Amy. But we will. Because we have a plan. After I'd gone to sleep, Niall and Amy had came back to the house because Niall had forgotten his wallet. Louis told me that he'd warned Amy not to come back here again, and she'd just laughed lightly and smirked back at him along with the words: “You have no proof.”

I'd jumped at the news. We had an opportunity. All I had to do was set her up to let something slip and we’d have her.

I heard footsteps behind me. I turned my head only to be pounced on by Zayn. I was sitting on the couch, so I had the upper hand. I kicked him off with my legs and bounced him onto the floor.

“Fuck!” He cursed. “I’ll get you one day!” He started shaking his fist at me like some cartoon villan. I laughed. No you won’t. He stood up and dusted himself off just as Niall and Harry came into the room, shortly followed by a very excited looking Louis. Louis grabbed my hand and pulled me up off of the couch and into the corner. He cupped his hand to my ear and leant in to whisper something. I saw Harry fidget. I smiled.

“Niall’s invited Amy over.” Louis whispered.

My face lit up. Now was our chance. We were going to get her. And get her good.

Finally, it’s time for that bitch to go.

I tensed.

Dark Liam had been making more and more appearances in my mind and it was taking all that I had to keep him there. I patted Louis on the shoulder and flashed a smile back at him. We both chuckled to ourselves. I saw Harry flinch again.

This is too fun.

Making Harry flinch had become a new favourite past-time of mine. Shortly after seeing his reaction to seeing Louis and me on the couch, I'd deduced that he was jealous. It killed me that those two weren’t going to do anything about it but I had a plan for them as well. It just had to wait until we’d gotten rid of Amy first.

One more, please?

I slid my hand down Louis’ back so that it was sitting just above his waist. If I didn’t keep Dark Liam happy, then he’d force his way out; and I couldn’t handle that. Louis shot me a confused look but was interrupted by Harry:

“You two gonna let us in on the joke?” He asked bitterly. I smirked.

“It’s nothing.” I said back; smirking wider. Louis slapped me on the arm playfully and jumped onto the couch. I could tell that Harry was burning up inside.

Perfect.

The doorbell rang and Niall ran to answer it. I winced when I saw his face light up.

I can’t take much more of this...

We heard muffled voices before seeing Amy and Niall enter the living room; Niall’s hand was on her shoulder. I laid a hand on Louis’ shoulder and he reached up and squeezed it back. The two of them came into the living room and sat down next to each other on the couch opposite Louis. Harry immediately sat down next to Louis and laid his head in his lap, dangling his feet over the other edge of the couch just to make sure that I didn't have any space to squeeze in.

Just as I predicted.

Louis blushed.

I walked over to where Niall and Amy were sitting and dragged one of the armchairs over next to Niall’s side of the couch. I sat down and spread myself out so that my feet were hanging over one end and my head was hanging over the armrest next to Niall. Zayn sat down in the armchair opposite me. Now was the time, but I had to be careful. If Dark Liam came out right now it’d ruin everything, not just our plan. I had to make Amy mad; to break that fake outershell and release the psychotic nut job within.

I reached a hand up and cupped the side of Niall’s face. He stared back at me blankly. I slowly slid my hand down the side of his cheek and grabbed his chin with my fingers, tilting his head towards mine.

“You have a really good jaw-line, you know that?” I asked playfully, a smile growing in the corner of my mouth. I knew how to flirt, I think... anyway, now was the time to show it. I locked my gaze with Niall’s as I slowly lowered my hand and ran it through my hair. I flashed him a smile that would normally have any girl swooning in seconds. His face turned bright red.

Huh?

He looked away shyly and Louis cleared his throat loudly; interrupting our moment.

“So, Amy. Where do you live?” Louis asked; seeming genuinely interested in the answer. She had been gaping at Niall and I and Louis’ voice had quickly brought her back to the present.

“Oh! Umm... you know, just over on the east side...” She said softly. She was confused as to why Louis’ attitude had changed. She should be.

“Niiiii,” I breathed; looking up at him pathetically. He flinched and stared back at me again. I reached my arm back and grabbed his hand. I started rubbing my thumb against it in little circles. He blushed again.

Wait, what?

“Wh-wh-what is it Liam?” He stuttered.

Holy crap, is my flirting working? ...or is it just making him uncomfortable..?

I brought his hand to just above my lips and breathed in slowly.

“You smell good...” I breathed out; flashing him another bright smile. He stared back blankly at his hand, at a loss for words. And yes I'm aware that this must be really weird to Niall and everyone else in the room but my goal here isn't seducing Niall. I glanced over at Amy and she was fuming. Do it. I winked at her and closed my eyes as I pulled his hand to my lips. I kissed it slowly, before slowly releasing it. I bit my bottom lip and shot my glance up to meet his eyes. I heard Zayn whisper something to Harry and Louis chuckled. Harry flinched and reached up and grabbed Louis’ hand; squeezing it tight.

I didn’t even plan that one.

I could tell Louis was sad because he had to get up; it was part of the plan that he would excuse himself early on, and for a moment I wasn't even sure if he'd be able to. Sadly though he lifted Harry’s head slowly out of his lap and let go of his hand. He stood up:

“Excuse me, I have to check on something...” Louis mumbled before walking towards the door and into the kitchen. I groaned.

“I’m starving!” I whined. I sat up and scratched the back of my head in an attempt to look casual. I had no idea if I actually did. Acting isn't really a strong point for any of us. “Ooh! I know! Amy! Come help me make some snacks for everyone!” I cheered as I leapt up from my seat and grabbed her hand. She shot a worried look at Niall but he just smiled sweetly back at her. She reluctantly stood up and I dragged her into the kitchen. As soon as we were out of sight and out of ear shot I let go of her hand and turned to face her:

“I know what you’re up to.” I said bluntly. She stared back at me; acting confused.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about...” She sung lightly. She was trying to act cute. It wasn't cute, it was creepy.

“I’m only going to warn you once. Stay away from Niall.” I cautioned. Shit, Dark Liam was slipping through already.I pinched my arm behind my back to distract myself. Amy’s cute smile vanished and her voice dropped down to a lower, more serious tone.

“Oh really?” she mused sarcastically. “And what exactly are you going to do?”

She folded her arms across her chest as if she thought she was tough or something. Is she for real? She's like what? Five two?

“Well... for starters, I’m going to expose you as the one who was taking photos around here a week ago." I started. "Then, I’m going to make sure that Niall will stay the fuck away from you.”

I took a step closer, she edged back slightly. Unlike her, I was actually very intimidating when I had my arms crossed.

“...Well good luck with that, I deleted everything.” She snapped back defensively. I smirked.

“We’ll see.” I mused before turning my back to her. “You can go back, I got this.” I opened up the fridge and buried my head in it just so that I didn't have to look at her anymore. She laughed to herself smugly and skipped out of the kitchen and back into the living room. I waited until I heard her join in on the conversation again.

“You can come out now, Lou.” I said; backing out of the fridge and glancing over at the pantry. Louis opened the door and slowly emerged from the darkness, camera in hand.

“We got her.” He smirked. He snapped the camera shut.