Management is a Bitch

Chapter 8

I gasped, "Oh. my. god I-I'm sorry"

I quickly left the bathroom. What just happened?

I breath in and out,

Nothing makes sense.

Chloe was clearly flirting with Harry the other day, and now she's with a girl? Maybe she's bisexual.

But the purse? It was the exact same purse! I know it was this purse, I'm sure it was.

Why would she have euros in her purse?

I take out my phone and notice I have two missed phone calls from Julia, she's the owner of the apartment I rent. She's probably just waiting for me to pay the rent, I'll do it later.

I search on my phone news about Chloe, if she's recently been to countries in Europe which have euros as currency. She's French isn't she? It could actually make sense...

I walk out of the place, my eyes focused on my phone. I don't find anything apart from the pictures of Harry and her, and how they are "THE TRENDY COUPLE" even though they're not together. At least not that I know.

I sight. Why do I even to try to figure all of this out?

I walk to the subway and go back home, I'm tired and sick of everything. I want to eat and sleep.

I push the door of my house and turn my phone off. I wish I could turn my brain off too, would be useful when you're overthink too much.

I lay down in my bed and order a pizza with my computer. An hour and a half later, I finished the whole pizza and I'm watching Dance Moms. If Andrea saw me, she'd kill me.

Harry's point of view

Zayn and I are seating in the couch in my living room.
I have to find a solution to this problem.

My hands are holding my phone. What could I do? Who could I call?

Okay Niall? No he doesn't take anything seriously, Louis? Yeah but he's never really talked to her. Liam? After all, he is the one who followed her to the bathroom at the after party to comfort her.

Yeah I'll call him.

I type in his name and press on the call button.

"Hello?" He answers.

"Yeah it's me"

"Hey how are you?"

"Not so good"

"What's wrong?"

"Have you talked to Madelyn recently?" I ask

"Not since the after party"

"Did she say something?"

"Well she called someone."

"Who?"

"A guy, she didn't want to tell me who he was, well it's not she didn't want but when I asked her she just ignored me, I guess she didn't hear me. "