Liam sat there on his couch, feeling the weight of the world bearing down on him. He was lost in thought, his mind fogging from the whiskey he had been drinking to numb the pain. He knew he should forget about you, but it was impossible with every memory of you haunting him like a ghost.

He pulled out his phone, his fingers struggling to find the numbers as he dialed your number. "Love...I miss you… come back to me, please…?" he muttered through slurred words.