Chapter 25: Always trust a lady with a weird baby, a walking dog, and a fat man.
*Maddy's POV*
Five days since the article went up. Almost five million views. One million comments. And seven calls asking if I could do another interview.
It's different from before. I'm getting hate now. Tons. Apparently I had "no right to insult Harry" and should just "move on and stop being an attention seeking whore". I wonder every now and then what Harry is thinking. He has obviously moved on. Maybe I should too...
"MADDY!" Mum screams from outside my bedroom. I haven't left my room since I finished my interview.
"What?!" I halfheartedly scream back.
"We're getting more Harry revenge. Let's go!"
I groan and ignore her pestering. I refuse to get any more revenge. It only makes me feel guilty and sad.
"MADDY!" Mum warned angrily.
"WHAT?!"
"Come on or I'll disown you. You'll have no one to take care of you and you'll die. Lets get going. You have nothing to lose."
I did not want to get disowned when I couldn't even shower properly anymore. Even if Mum was kidding, I couldn't risk it. Plus she was right, I have nothing to lose anymore. Not that I have anything to gain either. I open up my door and get some kind of clothing thrown at my face. Mum stands there smirking, and hands me a wig.
"Put these on. The boys are supposed to be going around the city in disguises. So you'll wear one too." She tells me before walking away. I shut the door and pulled on the old grandma clothes. I put my long hair in a wig cap and put on the gray wig. I ended up smearing some purple eyeshadow under my eyes and drawing on some moles. I looked like the ugliest old lady ever. Walking downstairs, I stole another glance at my reflection n a window. Gross. Mum saw me and started cracking up. She gave me a camera and shoved me out the door, still laughing. I decided to walk so I could practice my old lady wobble. I soon arrived in the heart of London. I had no idea what I was looking for, so I just wandered around a bit. Soon, I came across a suspicious looking obese man. He was going around hugging people. It didn't take long before I recognized him as Louis. I walked so I was a few feet away from him and began taking pictures. He turned around and saw me. Rather than getting mad, he started posing ridiculously. I had taken maybe 30 pictures. I cackled like how I thought an old woman would laugh and began to cough. Louis came and patted me on the back.
"I was about to go find my friends. Care to join me, miss?" He asked in an obviously fake accent. I nodded and we linked arms. Louis kept grinning and glancing at me. I hoped he couldn't tell who I really was. We walked to an almost empty street corner. The only people there was a super tall mother who pushed a stroller. Inside the stroller was a very strange looking baby. Lastly, there was a person in a dog suit. They looked like some school mascot. Only four...
"There you are, Louis!" The baby screamed. We came closer and everyone looked at me.
"Who's this?" The dog asked. Nobody answered. Louis looked at me. I didn't say anything so Louis just shrugged.
"I just met her. She seemed nice..." He mumbled.
"Are you crazy? You just decided to bring her along? Excuse me, ma'am. My name is Liam. I know I look like a lady right now but I'm not. Have you ever heard of the band One Direction?" The mother spoke while stepping towards me. I nodded. Suddenly, the dog took off his head and Zayn appeared. I snapped a few pictures of him with a dog body. He smiled at the camera. Niall emerged from the stroller and stretched. How long had he been stuck in there? He really looked like a baby... Louis pulled off his wig and smiled at me politely. Finally, Louis took off the wig and hat he had been wearing. I took more pictures.
"We're One Direction." They spoke together. I looked around for Harry but he didn't seem to be here. Louis noticed and spoke up.
"Harry isn't here. He's um..busy." He said. Wait, Harry wasn't here?
"Have you been reading the big news going on about him?" Liam asked me. I nodded.
"It's all a lie. Harry isn't like that. He was actually heartbroken." Zayn said, accidentally dropping the dog head. Harry was heartbroken?
"Yeah. He was so sad. He stayed in his room and cried. He kept saying how stupid he was because he made a mistake. He couldn't believe what had been said in the article. It's horrible, being around him." Niall frowned at the ground.
"It's just depressing. So we decided to dress up and have some fun today. Anyways, would you like an autograph?" Louis asked from beside me. I shook my head. I could feel tears filling up my eyes. I swallowed but I still felt choked up. Harry and I had both been heartbroken. We were both stupid.
"Don't cry. It's okay, darling." Louis wiped away a tear on my cheek. The other boys came and reassured me. They were all so sweet. They didn't deserve to be lied to. But what would they think of me if I took off my wig.
"You have beautiful eyes. Almost like-" Louis stopped talking abruptly. He blinked and stared at me. We just stared into each others eyes. His face blurred in and out of vision as tears spilled down my face. Soon, Louis expression became caring. He smiled at me and took a step away. The other boys looked puzzled. I sighed and ripped off my wig. My wig cap came off with it and my hair flew all over the place. After it had settled, I looked around. Niall and Zayn were grinning. Liam's mouth was hanging open but it transformed not a grin.
"C-can I see him?" I wiped my cheeks. Everyone's faces fell.
"I'm not sure if that's such a good idea, Maddy. But how much worse could it make things? Lets go. These things are uncomfortable." Liam said while readjusting his fake breasts. A familiar limo pulled up and we all climbed inside. It was silent for a few minutes.
"So, that whole disguise? Was it all for your mum? Are you working on another article?" Niall asked me. I nodded.
"Yes. But you can keep the pictures. I don't care. I just want to see Harry." I avoided his eyes.
"I told him you still loved him. He said I was wrong, but I told him." Louis mumbled.
"So. How have you been?" Zayn asked.
I looked deep into his eyes. I had only really hung out with these boys a few times. Did I trust them?
"Honestly? I've been horrible. I can't go through a minute without thinking of him." I told them.
"Don't tell him we told you, but Harry has been the same. We're lucky he hasn't been drinking with the exception of the first day." Liam said. We all became quiet at the memory of that day. We came to the front of Harry and Louis's flat. After exiting the limo we went to the lift. At some point, Zayn had taken off the dog costume. Probably when I had been crying. Louis still wore his fat suit and Liam still had a woman's body. It was quite a funny sight. When we got onto Harry and Louis's floor, my heart went into hysterics. We walked to the door and I let out a sob. I hadn't even realized I had stared crying again. Niall put a comforting hand on my shoulder. Louis swung the door open.
Right away, we saw Harry walking towards his room.
"Hey guys, how was-" he started in his perfect voice. He stopped when he saw me.
I memorized every part of him. His joggers that hung low on his hips and the band if his boxer that stuck out above the joggers. He was shirtless so you could see the perfect planes of his chest. His toes curled on the cold floor. In his hands, was a carton of ice cream and a big spoon. His collarbones stuck out and showed off some tattoos. His hair was messily thrown around his head. His light pink lips formed a perfect O. I saved his eyes for last because I knew I would get lost in them. They were rimmed in red and had become very puffy. But the green color still surprised me. They flew through different emotions before I could even comprehend. Happy. Surprised. Sad. Angry. Excited. Horrified. Confused. Shocked. Amazed. He dropped the ice cream and spoon so they clattered to the ground. Tears fell down his cheeks but I resisted the urge to walk up to him and wipe them away.
"Maddy..?"
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