So, Chapter 4. This isn't my favoruite chapter but meh. It is different to how I first imagined it but anywho... take a look :

Naomi looked at her visitor.

"Oh, hi, Liam." Naomi exclaimed as she opened the door slightly.

"Can I come in?" He asked in his deep voice that used to make Naomi swoon and want to grab him by the collar and smother him in kisses. Not anymore, if anything, it frightened her. The deep voice made her think of males which caused her to recall that…

She was moved by the door opening as Liam made his way into the bedroom. He stood in front of her, glaring down at her small frame. She attempted a smile but stopped after his icy stare froze further into degrees minuses. Naomi turned away and went to sit on her bed.

"So, Liam… How was your summer?" Naomi asked trying to break the ice and tension that was between the two of them.

"Juvie was fun, yah know!" Liam replied sarcastically.

"Oh… ok…" Naomi didn't know what else to ask until: "How are you and Annie?"

"Stop playing your frikkin' games with me, Naomi! I am not buying anything that you do… The kindness act you pulled for Annie allowing us to be together, I don't know what you'll do for revenge, but I am waiting."

"What? No! I'm not playing games, I promise!" Naomi felt tears well into her eyes at the prospect. She really didn't want to cause any trouble for once in her life.

"Are you kidding me? Annie seems to think you are doing it out of the kindness of your heart, but you aren't fooling me. You are never nice. You're a MEAN BITCH!" Liam told Naomi as tears actually fell down her cheeks in terror because Liam had gotten so much closer.

His face was almost touching hers. Naomi looked down to see his hand touching her wrist, well gripping her wrist and she was petrified. Flashes appeared before her.

"You don't mind me holding your hand do you?"

"No, it's – no, it's fine…" It wasn't fine… She tried to think up a new excuse to get him away from her. It was creeping her out. She tried to pull away. "I should probably call triple A…"

"Naomi? Naomi?" Liam had let go off her.

She had pulled her legs to her chest and was now pouring tears and shivering and shaking while whispering "No… Don't… No…"

"Naomi? What is wrong with you? Do you really want attention this much? Me and Annie aren't breaking up, so get used to it!" With that Liam opened up her door and stormed out, in a rage that he was known for. Naomi crumpled on her bed, falling onto her side – legs still pulled to her. She didn't know what had just happened, but Liam really didn't care. Liam hated her, and Naomi couldn't blame him. She was a bad person.

More tears fell down her cheeks as she squeezed her cheeks shut. Liam had expected her to be playing games because she always had. She always had been a bitch and a liar. No wonder Mr Cannon acted the way he did. She probably provoked him, right?

Her thought process whizzed in her mind until eventually she felt her eyes stay shut of their own accord, for they were very heavy. Her mind was turning blank with darkness.

Naomi had just fallen asleep, with her breathing reaching a normal situation when Liam came back into the house. He had forgotten his book, and he actually needed it. He made his way into Naomi's room, to see her fretting back and forth in a nightmarish sleep.

"Homosapien… cruel… don't… wolf… telling… nobody… believe?" Naomi was muttering off, almost incomprehendable. She was tossing from side to side, thrashing out and breaking into a sweat. Suddenly, she fell off the bed. However, she still didn't wake. Instead, tears stained her cheeks while she whimpered into the floor. To her, this was normal, to her, this was just replaying the scene.

Liam watched in confusion. He didn't really know if he should interrupt, or if this was normal, or if Naomi was simply looking for attention… He thought briefly for a few seconds, with Naomi's thrashing getting worse, before he came to his conclusion.

He walked over to the bed, directly in front of Naomi… picked up his bag before turning around and leaving. Naomi wasn't his problem anymore, and he couldn't handle anymore of her dramas. This was the reason he had broken up with her. It wasn't that he didn't feel sorry for her or anything, but he had never helped her. He couldn't handle her anymore, and the best way to get over her was to pretend he didn't care.

He just got outside her door, after closing it softly when he heard a soft scream find his ears. Naomi now appeared to be awake and breathing ever so loudly. Liam shook it off and continued walking out of his ex-girlfriend's house.

He carried on walking, until he got to his care and then drove to Annie's. He didn't glance back or even think about Naomi who was at this time crying.

Naomi had turned the A.C. down further and was now hiding under her duvet once more. However, unlike Liam, she was thinking about her ex. She couldn't understand if Liam really didn't see she was different or if he just didn't care. Naomi wished that it was the former because then he was just like everybody else. Nobody seemed to understand.

What did you all think? Was Liam a bit OOC? A bit horrible? If so, I apologise.

Anyway, review and wait for me to update? Seriosuly, the update should be out soon, but any wait will be worth it because I sense this will be the most epic chapter I write in this story...

Spoiler for next chapter: Mr Cannon is a serious feature in it...