Macy's POV

It felt like I had been sitting here forever now. I just couldn't get it off my mind. Every time I thought I got over it, a memory of this afternoon popped back into my mind, and the tears started rolling from my eyes again. I didn't notice anything else in the park. I was just staring at the distance in front of me, when I noticed someone sitting next to me.

It was him. "Liam, please go away," I said, "I have nothing to say to you." He didn't move. "Seriously!," I said, and my voice cracked. "You don't have to talk, just listen to me, please!," he said. "Fine." "Look Macy, I shouldn't have yelled at you. I shouldn't have freaked out, shouldn't have raised my voice. That was all wrong of me." His face looked sad. I must have really hurt him. I felt really guilty now, for what I did. It seemed like such a good idea, back then. "Liam, you're not the one who should be sorry," I said, still not looking him in the eyes. "I know, I wasn't finished yet," he says. "Oh, I'm sorry," I said, and I blushed.

"Alright, I shouldn't have done all those things, but I was really upset. And confused... I mean, I was going crazy over that CD for the past few weeks, and then, suddenly, out of nowhere, someone says: 'oh, guess what, that's my CD!'," he said, the last part in a weird voice, which I think was supposed to sound like a girl... I giggled. I couldn't help it. It just escaped my mouth. What was he supposed to think of me? He probably thought I was a bad listener... "What's so funny about that?," he asked with a frown on his forehead. "Nothing, it's just... when you put it that way, it sounds ridiculous!" "Well, it is!" He laughed along with me. "I'm so sorry, Liam, for everything!" "It's okay, Macy, just promise me you won't do something like this again." "I promise!" He smiled.

"But you have to tell me, Mace, why did you hide it from me? And from the others? Well, I suspect that Harry knew?" I nodded. "Yes, he did..." "Yeah, of course he did... as always..." He sounded really annoyed, almost like, hurt. "What's wrong, Liam?," I asked. Nothing, it's just... Never mind..." "Liam, you know you can tell me anything, please? What's up?" "I don't know, it's just that... You know, you always tell Harry everything, and you two are such good friends... I guess I'm... I'm a little jealous of that, I think." He blushed and looked down.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know that you felt that way. But you know, Harry and I have been friends since we were like, in kindergarten, so he's like a big brother to me. But that doesn't mean I don't like to talk to you, or the lads!" "Yeah, I understand that." He nodded. "You just always seemed so... distant, uninterested in me, I guess...," I continued. "What? Is that really what you thought of me? Oh god, that was never my intention. I just didn't want to come between you guys." "Well, I'm glad to hear that!" "What? That I'm not an annoyed, grumpy person?" he smirked. "Yes, haha!" I laughed a little. Wow, I felt so relieved! It wasn't me, it was just that he needed a real friend. "But Liam, you do have friends, right? Niall, Louis, Zayn and Harry?" "I do, and I wouldn't want to trade them for anything in the world, but it's different. I can't really talk to them about how I feel, or when I need to make an important decision or something..."

'Aww! That was actually really cute,' I thought. 'And kinda sad, too. "I see. You know, Liam, you can always come to me, I'll be there for you." "Thank you, Macy, you have no idea how much that means to me!" He hugged me tight. I hugged him back and stroke his back. "That's okay. You know what? I think we should get to know each other a little better." "Sounds good, how about we go out tomorrow, to have some dinner?" "I'd love to!" "Great! Shall I pick you up? Or do you want to come over, so you can see Harry before?" "I'll come over, I still have some stuff I forgot at your place..." "Okay then, I'll see you tomorrow?" "Absolutely." I gave him one last hug, before I walked home. He kept waving at me, until I was around the corner. 'I can't wait for tomorrow,', I thought, while walking home.