~Harry~

"Shit..." I hear Liam murmur under his breath. I turn my tired gaze to see Chloe striding in, her steps long and determined. I instantly jolt awake, and rush to her.

"Chloe! To what do we owe this pleasure?" My raspy voice turns soothing as I try to calm the angry blonde. I flash her a dimpled smile, and embrace her gently. Her hard expression does not melt under my smooth words, however.

"Louis? Where is he?" She demanded. Chloe tries to maneuver around me, but I sidestep her, blocking the path to Maci's room - that Louis has not exited for quite some time now.

I tilt my head in question. "Let's talk, shall we? I'm afraid he's a bit caught up at the moment. You see, things are different than they appear to be, mind letting me explain?" I try my damnest to reason with her, but there's no luck in store for me. Saving someone's arse isn't exactly my forte.

"Goodbye, Harry." I watch as the blonde bombshell walks to Louis' room. Trying to calm myself, I ration. How much harm could a 5'3 woman do to a 5'9 alpha male? Surely no harm could be seriously done. But as I rush in to the room, I see how close Maci and Louis are. The poor lad looks as if he would rather punch himself in the nuts rather than deal with the situation at hand.

Maci's face flickers with recognition, anger, disbelief, and then smiles - with no trace of anger. "Harry! How've you been?" She greets me warmly, and I am left confused trying to figure her out. Was she bipolar or something?! Or was this a mere tactic for her to go for a kill?

I smile, not giving her an answer. "Oh you must ignore my horrendous appearance. This guy I was seeing had a minor meltdown, and took it out on me," Maci shrugged as though this were no issue. But the sad look that crossed her face for a split second told me otherwise. "Men, they'll screw you over more than once. And then when you think you can trust them again, they fuck it up." She nodded her head like a mother scolding her child for swearing. Yep, definitely going for the kill.

Chloe cleared her throat beside her, and Maci lit up even brighter. "Oh! I apologize, I'm Maci. I see Louis hasn't bothered to do the introductions." His name rolled off her tongue so easily.

"Chloe," the blonde introduced. She made a sour face, but politely smiled. "So, if you don't mind my asking, what happened?" She inquired curiously. I sat back watching entertained as Maci lightly explained her situation, and Louis sat looking back and forth between the two women.

My best mate turned to finally met my gaze, and shot me murderous glare. I shrug. I tried, Tomlinson. Now it's your turn to deal with your bipolar angel, and the bimbo blonde.

~Maci~

Harry replaces Louis in his spot, keeping a protective arm around my shoulders. I'm not sure if it is to protect me from the harsh gaze of Chloe, or rather to keep me from lunging at Louis' throat. Either way, I'm glad he's there. It's a highly uncomfortable situation, especially since we're sitting in my hospital after I had been a victim of rape. Ouch.

The minute Chloe walked in, her silver irises roamed my bruised body, sizing me up. The question in her eyes is blatantly obvious; she's trying to pin down exactly who I am, and why I'm interfering with her territory. Trust me, blondie, I'd love to know what I am to him as well.

Once again, I must point out that I am no fool, and could obviously see the despair that settled in when she walked in in Louis' eyes. I've played this game long enough to know when you're being avoided, or when you're doing the avoiding. But I figured why not give the poor guy a run for his money? After all, he was the one getting cozy with another woman while he has a girlfriend waiting on him.

"Louis' told me so much about you!" I praise the blonde, who sat there eyeing me viciously. She perks up at the news of possibly seeming important, and eagerly leans forward.

"Really?" She purrs. I nod, leaning forward as well.

"Oh yes, marvelous things. You're a model, are you not? A very good one I might add." I smile, and throw her a wink. It works to my benefit that lately I have been scrolling through the modeling business myself, and came across her many times. Louis has never mentioned her once, and he plays off his confusion with fake smiles, and sloppy kisses.

I completely enjoy the panicked look on Louis' face when his girlfriend happily plants her bum on his groin. It makes this completely worth it. But if I weren't so interested in watching this unfold, I would be envious. She's beautiful, completely flawless. She's successful, and she has made a name for herself. I, on the other hand, am hideous. More so now than ever. But let's not go there.

"What are you up to?" Louis sneers next to me whilst the blonde bombshell perched on his lap chatters away with his fellow bandmates.

"I'm merely making conversation, doll. No need to fret." I grin mockingly.

"Baby, let's get out of here. I'm hungry," Chloe whines next to him. If it's possible, her breasts grow larger as she squeezes herself to him. She juts her bottom lip out, trying her damnest to persuade him. No matter how sensual she must get.

"I don't think that's a-"

"Oh but you should! The hospital food isn't the most appetizing. I insist you lot get out of here and enjoy yourselves," I encourage, smiling widely. Louis looks down, frowning, while his accomplice tugs him by hand towards the door. I watch as he begrudgingly strides out of my room. Chloe does not bother to bid me goodbye, or wish me good health, for she has accomplished what she came here to do. She got him out of the hospital - more importantly away from me, and to take her out.

"What are you up to, Maci?" Harry finally pipes up beside me.

Letting a frustrated breath from my mouth, I play with my unwashed hair. "Teaching him a lesson," I explain simply. The boys do not leave me, trying to keep me distracted from the current events. So really, that means friendly small talk that I take little part in as they raunch on.

Eventually, drowsiness took me in its claws, trapping me, and pulling me down into a dark pit. The last thing I remember, is Harry gently placing me down on the bed, and shutting the lights out.

Notes

This chapter is really bad but I wanted to get it up since y'all have been asking for it. The song for the chapter is "Mistake" by Demi Lovato.

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