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Chapter 7 - Mini Hipster

Chapter 7; Mini Hipster

Maxxon's Chase's P.O.V. :

   "GET THE fuck out!" I scream, eyes narrowed, fists clenched at my sides. Everyone seems surprised by my sudden outburst. Louis and Niall rush to my side at the door. I can hear Ricky, Liam, and Harry quiet down in the living room. "I never want to see you back here, you asshole!" I spit, gritting my teeth. Niall places an arm on my shoulder, which I shrug off.

   "Maxy, you aren't handling this the proper way, are you now?" He grins, bright eyes bursting with fire. Louis starts pushing him back, closing the door once he and that. . . intruder are outside. I squeeze my eyes shut, rubbing my temples. Niall pulls me into his bedroom, sitting me down on the bed. He kneels in front of me, whispering soothing words into the emptiness.

   "I'm not ready to face him again, Niall. I couldn't do it last time, what makes him think I could do it now? God, I just wanna leave," I mumbled, hugging my arms closer to me. Niall nods, rubbing my shoulder with his big, calloused hands. He sits beside me, pulling me into his chest. "I just want a break from it all," I whisper.

   I can hear shouting from downstairs. I take a peek towards Niall's balcony and see Louis pushing him off our property. I watch as Louis storms back into the house, the slamming door downstairs confirming it. 

   "Sh, Max, it's gonna be okay. We'll keep you safe, promise," Niall whispers, running his fingers through my hair. It calms me down more and Niall knows it. "We'd never let anything hurt you." He pauses, seeming to rethink his words. "I'd never let anything hurt you," Niall whispers into my hair, tangling our fingers together. 

   "Thank you," I whisper into his chest, clutching his lilac top in my hand. Niall hums a tune, running his fingers down my sides while the other is still tangled with my fingers. My quick breaths soon turn into a normal breath. 

   "Take a nap, alright?" Niall says, untangling us. I nod, getting ready to go to my room. "It's alright you can sleep here," Niall murmurs, laying me back down on his bed. He tucks the blanket around me. "If you need anything, we're downstairs," Niall says, leaning down and kissing the corner of my lips. "Sleep tight."

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   "Max. . . Uh, Max?" I feel someone grab my shoulders and start shaking me. The panic in my chest arises and I strike, hitting this person in the lower abdomen. I hear a squeak, and a thud. I rub my eyes and look down at the floor. Fucking teacups!

   I throw my legs over the side of the bed and bend down beside the bed. I sling Niall's arm around my shoulder, picking him up. I quickly adjust him on the bed and pull the covers over him. I scratch the back of my neck, watching his eyes droop close. I sigh, kissing his forehead before running out of the room.

   "Max!" 

   "It wasn't me!" I panic, throwing myself against the wall down the stairs. Louis and Harry are standing in front of me, both with confusion written all over their cute faces. I see Ricky holding a long list of whatever it is in his hand. "I mean, what is going on guys?" I ask, the tone of my voice giving it off as the worst cover up ever.