*Liam's P.O.V
Max walked away, leaving butterflies in my stomach. She was headed for the kitchen, so we followed her. She went in, so we put our ears against the door. We could barely make out the conversation so we decided to back off. Harry tripped and fell on us, causing us to fall on the kitchen floor. Great. I looked up to see Max fall, and blood streaming from her wrist. My eyes widened, and I quickly got up. I left the room and went on the balcony.
*Max's P.O.V
I fell on my butt, but that wasn't what I was worried about. I watch Liam while he left, leaving me curious. Maybe he doesn't like blood or something like that. Ivory helped me up and took me to the bathroom. I looked behind and saw Niall following us. I sat down on the lid of the toilet, not saying a word. I feel a cold splash of what I assume is peroxide. I hiss, my cut was stinging and bubbling. I look at Ivory, she looks like she's trying to not admire Niall. I look up at Niall, who is staring at the back of Ivory's head with a slight frown.

Notes

I know, I know. It's a short chapter. I'm sorry! My dog and sister were annoying today! Plus I had to do homework, write this, make dinner, take out the trash, and watch the dog.
~Melina