Sophia hushed me by mumbling sweet nothing into my ear, hoping it would soothe me, and calm me down. It didn’t. Everything was like one big blur and I couldn’t comprehend anything. It just felt like my world had spun around so fast, that even the Tasmanian devil couldn’t catch it. My heartbeat erratic, and my mind not set, I was completely stunned. Harry’s words were cold, and true. It hit me harder than I expected, but as I struggled to keep myself sane. It didn’t last long.

In barged in Liam and Harry, Harry finally getting his way, and swiping at Liam’s jaw…once, twice, three times…four…and I couldn’t bare to see someone who had stuck up for me throughout my harsh responses and times…get hurt by him. So I ran over gripping Harry’s shirt, and pulling him back. It did no justice, so I pulled harder.

“Harry let go!” I screeched pulling him with all my strength, but his hand swiftly tossed me to the end table, it’s glass vase tipping over, and crashing onto my head.
Thank God I’m okay..I whispered to myself, but warm liquids trickled on my face, and I hoped it wasn’t a water filled vase.

Swiping the liquid off my forehead, I briefly glanced at my hand to find that it was tainted red. Shit. My eyes fought to stay open, but it waved over me like a ninety foot tsunami wave. I was gone.

“LIA!” Sophia screeched, and Harry’s head shot back.

Taking in the sight, he noticed that not only I was the monster but indeed he was too.




















***Narrators POV***

An addict is what Harry had thought of himself as. He was addicted to her, he spent every moment of his misery, replaying old memories, and replaying the tainted image of her hurt because of him in his head. He was driving himself mad, and he had no idea what to do. He knew it was wrong, what he did, and his thoughts of her. He had Madison….she was who he wanted….she would be the remedy…and she was his love…not Lia….Right?

Lia on the other hand was in a dark realm she couldn’t quite shake herself out of. At first she thought she was in heaven, or at least somewhere peaceful, but it soon faded. Her darkest moments revealed, and she had no way of getting out. Of course, in reality her body was going through withdrawal, and this darkness was her only path to congregating whatever sanity she had left. Sanity, and the people who visited her was all she had left.

Liam, forgave Harry. After all they were band mates, and he knew he had never meant to hurt Lia. Though it did boggle him for a long time, he never quite figured out why he did what he did, or what caused him to rash out on her. He knew how Harry truly felt, and he knew that the Madison model he claimed to love was only a cover. Merely a scapegoat to his inner thoughts, and his only love. How was he going to mend them.

Notes

Hello to all! I'm back! I'd just like to inform you that this isn't my full return! Although i wish it was. It was incredibly hard to write more chapters, and as i said in Caution my sequel to Reserved. I will continue to take a leave. Of course i will update as often as i can, but i beg that all my readers give me mercy! (Quite 1700's) But any who. I hope you all don't hate me, and continue to enjoy my stories! Much love. xx.