***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.



***Lia’s POV***

My body felt like it weighed a thousand pounds, I had the strength of a squirrel, and I was tired. I could hear a distant beeping, and whispers from afar, but I was drained. So drained, I was debating how long it would take for my eyes to pry open, but after a few minutes of trying, I learned that there were patches on them. Regaining whatever strength I had left, I tugged at the tape that had stuck onto my skin like hot glue, and pried both of them off leaving me blinded by the light.

“I’ve got a killer migraine..” I groaned out prying my eyes open to see Liam’s head shoot up.

“LIA!” He yelped, dragging his chair over to the side of my bed. “How are you feeling, love?” He smiled fondly, caressing my arm that laid on the railing.

“I hope I look better than I’m feeling..” I chuckle lightly, but pain etches through my body, and I wince slightly.

“You look great.”

“Thank you for continuously visiting me..” I smiled fondly at the guilt ridden boy sitting beside me.

“So you heard us. Doctors kept claiming that you wouldn’t hear us, but I knew you would…I knew it Lia….Listen…I’m really sorry. I never meant for any of this to happen, and I understand if you don’t forgive us. Totally. I ..” He blurted out.

“It’s okay Liam.” I cut him off. “I..just learned my lesson. What’s in the past should stay in the past. I shouldn’t have tried, maybe then I wouldn’t be in this situation.” I shrugged slightly.

“But that’s not it, I don’t understand. He came everyday for the past month, and for the past 5 months, he practically wrote all the songs on the album….and they were all about you. I don’t know where it went wrong. I don’t…” He mumbled, ruffling his hands through his styled hair.
“I think maybe once, I’m discharged, I should speak to him. We do horrible things around each other, and its not healthy for either of us.”

“Visiting hours are over sir.” A nurse popped her head in, addressing Liam, and he simply nodded his head. Leaning over to my forehead he gently placed a kiss, and smoothed over the top of my hair.

“You’re like family to me Lia. Be careful. Okay?” I nodded my head, and he went on his way. Leaving me here until I was released.

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A few days after my chat with Liam, I was almost ready to go. All I needed to do was pickup my clothes, and I was on my way. I was practically bouncing off of the walls, I was way to happy. I hated the hospital, and I hated how lonely it got. All I ever did was eat their lousy food, and sleep. It was horrible. The sooner I was out, the sooner I could get on with life, and cherish my time away from it.

Whipping my head around as I heard the distant ringing of my cell, I ran over to the bag on the absent counter, and took out my phone.

Hello?

LIA! Finally! How have you been darling? Xavier’s voice echoed through the my ears, making me realize just how long I’ve been gone.

I miss you Xavier! I was captured and stuck in this hellhole! When will I start work again! I must see you!

Always eager Lia, love that about you. But, since you’re getting discharged you obviously can’t head off right away. As a reminder, this week you have Zayn and Dana’s wedding…as well as her birthday concert present in the NYC the prior week. I should hope you make a wise decision and go. Then after we have your last fitting for VS 2014 show in the latter days of the month.

That’s a load, alright. Book me in for the fitting. I’ll try and RSVP last minute with Dana.

Don’t worry hun, I already have. Just go give her a visit. She lives with Zai on the upper west side. I’ll text you the address. AND please be civil, remember who was by your side when you were the model no one knew of. Xavier warned, and his words stung, but I knew they were all semi-heartfelt.

I tapped the end call button on the screen, and decided meeting Dana was the best idea. Although I was given a practical ultimatum I knew it was something, I eventually had to encounter. Not going to her wedding, would intensify the situation by 1000% percent, better I try to make amends now than later.

A done deal, I swiftly grabbed my bag, made my way to shop in the city to grab a few gifts to add to the tickets, and on my way to this wonderful encounter.

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Notes

This chapter along with the next are just fillers until new drama! I'M SORRY IT SUCKS! i know it does. I will be updating soon though because i do have the next chapters ready...

HOW DO YOU THINK SURELY LOVE IS GOING TO END ( Not saying that its ending right away but we are close? What's your thoughts on how Liarry and if they ever get back together?

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