Love is war ~ styles

Chapter 27

Kate's POV

"Hello?" I hear from downstairs, folllowed by a loud sound of a slammed door. "Kate" It was Liam. He runs up the stairs and makes his way quickly as possible towards my room. "Oh, my god Kate" I leans on my door, but moves closer a short second later. "I'm so sorry" He brings me into a cold hug, the rain trailing onto my blanket I was hugging. I start to cry in his arms, tears streaming down my face to his already wet coat that he didn't bother to take off. He pats my back in comfort, while he pulls back, grasping my arm with both his hands. "You don't need him to be happy okay?" He pauses, licking his lips for moisture. "You are so beautiful and better off without him. If he doesn't see what he's missing then he is crazy" He wipes my tears with his large thumb. "You are strong" 

"But you don't understand" I say between sobs. 

I didn't tell Liam all the details, I just called him and said that Niall and I were offically done, but nothing more. 

"Yes I do-" 

"No, no you really don't" 

His face is confusion. "What don't I understand?" 

"He thinks-" I pause, letting the tears fall. "He thinks I slept with Harry" 

His face is in awe, shock of the words that came from my mouth. 

"But I didn't" I assure him. ''You know i wouldn't. He just thinks that" 

"Why does he think that?" He lets go of my arms, and places them on his lap, ready to here my side of the story. 

"Because I stayed the night and stuff" I say quietly. 

His jaw lowers, making the same face. "Kate" He says, pulling me into another hug, rocking me, hands holding my head as I cry. 

"Hey" He pulls back again. "I have at least 5 hours till I leave, why don't why go do something to get your mind off of this. 

I totally forgot about the tour for the longest time, I've been too busy crying. I nod in agreement, leaving a croked smile on my face, face stilll moist from my tears.  

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We walk shoudler to shoulder through the local park. 

"So, I know you don't want to talk about this anymore but I just have to ask" He stops, waiting for my acception. 

"Okay. Shoot" 

"What did happen last night? You know so I can get the story straight because I am really confused" He rest his hands in his jean pockets. 

"That's the thing. Nothing, nothing happened. He just kept hitting on me and I guess one thing lead to another and all of a sudden we were cuddling, but nothing more" I quickened my words, trying to get off this subject. I tried to make it sound as believeable as possible.

"So you didn'y have-" 

"No Liam, We didn't" I reassure him. 

I never caught his stare, but I felt it on me. "I'm sorry for asking it was just bugging me" 

"Yeah, no. It's fine" I bite my lower lip, hoping the words don't slip out.