Overworked

Maddie’s P.O.V
I sat in my car clutching the steering wheel deciding whether or not to do this. I could just drive off and never come back but then I’d let them all down again and I can’t do that to them. I need my children, my family. I pulled out of the parking lot and started driving home. This is going to be a long drive, a very long drive. All the way back to New York, I was weighing up the pros and cons of going back and staying in New York. I finally got back, went inside and crashed on the couch. I haven’t slept for ages.
“Maddie! Honey where are you?” An unknown voice called out.
“In the bedroom.” I replied, unknowingly. I heard heavy footsteps getting closer and closer and then the bedroom door finally opened.
“There you are, come here baby.” The man opened his arms. I hesitantly walked towards him, and when I was in reach he pulled me in and crushed me into a hug.
“You’re hurting me.” I whispered.
“That’s what I intended.” The guy laughed and I felt a knife plunge through my back. I fell to the floor not conscious anymore.
I shot up on the couch and started screaming. Even if it was just a dream, I was just killed. I tried to calm myself down but just couldn’t do it. I did the only thing that I could think of and called my dad.
“Honey, is that you?” He answered. I’ve been talking to him but not my mum; Mum doesn’t know I’ve been talking to him either. He just helps me more.
“Daddy, I’m scared.” I said, sounding like Melissa.
“What’s the matter darling?” He replied.
“I just had the scariest dream ever, I woke up screaming. I was in a random house and someone called me so I told them where I was and then they came to me and hugged me so tight that it hurt and when I told them they said that was their intention and stabbed me in the back, literally, I fell on the floor and died. I’m so scared.”
“Baby, nothing like that is going to happen to you. You’re smart and you lock all your windows and doors at night, you’ll be okay. When are you coming back here? You texted to say that you were going to see Harry and Louis in hospital,”
“I’ll be back in a few days I just need to get some stuff, I have to say it, I’m going to miss New York.” I admitted.
“Well California is your home baby. You belong here. And you have a family who love you so much. Your mother will be delighted to have you back, she honestly will. As for Harry and the children, they’ll be ecstatic. Did you see the kids?”
“Yeah, they were at the hospital, why didn’t you tell me how big Amelia and Freya were getting?”
“I didn’t want to spur you to come home if you weren’t ready. I honestly despise that man for laying a hand on my gorgeous baby girl. Don’t expect me to ever be civil with him again, in fact, when you come back, I want you living with us, yeah you can be with him, you’re old enough to make that decision but you’re staying at our house, it will be like you’re dating, you can occasionally stay over at his but I don’t want you living with him again yet, not until he can prove to you how much he loves you.”
“But Daddy...” I groaned.
“Mads, don’t argue with me on this, Harry needs to earn back my trust to even make me let my precious girl near him again.”
“I had an affair dad. I can’t blame him.”
“Is Harry slapping you the reason you ran away? Yes it is. You were scared of him. I lost my baby girl for 7 months and only saw you once when I told your mum that I had something to do on business, sweetie, I love you so much and I want you to be happy and I know Harry makes you happy but he needs to earn back my trust and respect.”
“Okay Daddy. I love you. Goodnight.”
“I love you too gorgeous, goodnight.” He said and hung up. I know Dad’s trying to look after me but I don’t want to have to live apart from Harry and the kids. Maybe it will be better to gradually build our relationship up again though.
I put my phone down and went to my room. I got my suitcases out of the closet and filled them up again. That took me a few hours. After packing all of that, I gathered up the rest of my stuff and put it in my car. My phone buzzed and I looked at it.
“Runaway @MAStyles comes back after her husband was in a car crash.”
There was a link underneath so I clicked on that.
“The famous Maddie Styles who has been missing for 7 months came back to California yesterday after her husband was in a car crash with his bandmates. The blonde, now red, haired girl ran off after a dispute with her husband about an affair that she had been having. She only came back to the house that she lived in for a year prior to the incident to leave presents for her children on their birthdays. She hasn’t spoken to any of her family and friends since she went missing. She had been hiding in New York with red hair dye and blue contacts. We must say, she can pull it off.”
Well at least there was one compliment in there. I read the tweets in reply.
“And now she’s back in New York, Harry’s better off without the slag.”
“Who would have an affair on Harry frikin Styles? She needs counciling obviously.”
“Bet she’s doing drugs, it’s the only way she could be so messed up.”
“Don’t come back Maddie, no one fucking wants you.”
“Your kids would be better off with Emma as a mum not some stupid slut like you.”
“*cough*user*cough*”
“Such a bitch, come back for one day to check on him and then drive back to New York. How kind.”
“Stay in New York, we don’t want you, you don’t belong here.”
“Fuck off Maddie. There’s no way that you have any fans left now.”
“Anyone that’s still a fashionista needs their brain testing just like their “idol”“
“Run off for 7 months, come back, he takes you in again, you break his heart again. That’s how it’s going to work isn’t it Maddie?”
I felt the tears roll down my face as I read all of the hate that I got. Maybe I shouldn’t go back. I clicked on my tweet button.
“@MAStyles: None of you know what happened to get me to leave, if you did, maybe you’d understand. I was so scared I couldn’t think of anything else to do.”
I sighed and posted my tweet only to get a notification a few minutes later.
“@Harry_Styles: None of you should judge Maddie for running off. She did it for a good reason and the fact that she came back shows she cares.”
I read the replies to that.
“Sticking up for the bitch again I see.”
“She doesn’t deserve you.”
I got a notification again so stopped reading.
“@Harry_Styles: I slapped her. She was scared so she left. That’s why. Now everyone back off of Maddie.”
Why would you tell them Harry? I was fine with all of the hate. Yeah, maybe it upset me a bit. Now he’s going to lose fans and this is all going to be my fault. He should have just left it alone. I looked at the tweets in reply to Harry’s.
“You did what? I can’t believe we blamed her when you scared her.”
“Wow. That explains it.”
“Maddie must have been scared out of her mind, the one person who she was committed to hurt her.”
“Why? Why would you do that to your wife who has been through depression and self-harm so much in her life.”
“I get it now; I can’t believe I started hating on Maddie simply because she was scared.”
I sighed and put my phone into my bag. I locked the doors to my house and got into my car starting my drive home to California. On the way back Harry started calling.
“Hello?” I answered.
“Hey, when are you coming back? I’ve been let out and I’m back at home now.”
“On my way now, by the way, my dad won’t let me stay with you so I have to stay at my parents’ house until my dad starts trusting you again. Sorry.”
“You can still come round sometimes though right?”
“Yeah, it will be like we’re dating again.”
“Well we didn’t have enough of that so maybe it’s for the best.” He admitted.
“Yeah, what isn’t for the best is you telling everyone that you slapped me. I don’t care about the hate, I’d rather you and the boys didn’t lose fans.” I told him.
“I’m not having you get hate because of something I did. It’s not right and I won’t accept it.”
“The boys are gonna hate you if they lose fans over this and I dread to think what management are gonna be like. Are you home now?”
“I don’t care what they or management think. And yeah, so come and see me when you get here.”
“I’ll take my stuff to my parents first and then I’ll come round.”
“Okay baby, love you,” he said.
“Yeah,” I replied.
“Byee,” He said and hung up. I could tell he was upset by my rejection but I couldn’t tell him I love him right now, I need to start again. I haven’t said it in the last 7 months and I don’t plan to anytime soon. I’d driven for about an hour before I got a text.
From: Tommo
Babe, what did you do to Harry? He’s so upset rn... L x
I sighed and replied.
To: Tommo
I didn’t say I love you back to him, I just can’t x
I drove for a bit longer and then Louis sent me another text.
From: Tommo
I understand, El wouldn’t be able to if we’d been through what you two have x
To: Tommo
Why doesn’t Harry get that then? I’m not jumping back into his arms again. I just can’t, it will be too hard and we’ll just mess up again x
I put my phone into the centre console of my car and continued driving.

Notes

At least she is going back...

Day 59

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