Thick

Chapter 5

Blaire's POV:

"Ms. Tack," said Mr. Peters, "do you recall what happened to your mother in, say, 2009?"

My smirk fell.

How would he know...?

"no, I really don't," I lied.

Please don't say it, please don't tell the boys, I silently begged.

But Mr. Peters just smiled evilly. "oh, we'll maybe I'll enlighten you all with a story. You see, Blaire's mum had a type of cancer that occurs in the brain, which causes hallucinations and things like that. Now, one day, Mrs. Tack had a hallucination that her daughter was dressing rather, say, inappropriate, when in fact, she was not. But see, Blaire here got fed up with her mother's scolding, and-"

No.

"Stop!" I cried. "stop, stop, please, I-I'll do it. Please," I begged.

The bastard.

He flashed a fake smile. "great! We'll need your twitter pass code. We will text you when you have a date with Harry. Have a nice day, Ms. Tack." he shooed up out of his office.

Why? Of all the things to blackmail me with, he had to choose my mom?

Why are People so cruel?

I was on the verge of tears, when someone grabbed my arm, causing me to jump.

"Blaire?" Niall said.

Oh. I had forgotten that the boys had been there.

Oh.

OH.

That means that-

"what was that all about?" Liam chipped in.

I tried to control my breathing. "nothing, nothing. I have to go. See you sometime." I turned on my heal and started walking with my head down to my car.

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Niall's POV:

Well.

What was that all about? I knew that our management was cruel, but they just made Blaire cry.

Speaking of which, what was up with her mom? And why doe it affect Blaire so much?

I'm so confused. And judging by the other boys faces, they were just as confused as me, if not more.

I want to comfort Blaire, but she left. I want to learn what happened to we mom, but I don't want to pry. More importantly, I want to know how our management even knows about her family.

"boys...what just...?" Harry asked.

"I have no idea," I shook my head. "but I think Blaire is your beard, Harry."

He groaned. "I fucking hate this." he rested his head against the brick wall.

"Harry, love, better Blaire than anybody, right?" Louis stated. "At least she tried to stick up for us. I don't like it either, but we'll make it. Ok? C'mon, we should be getting home, yeah?"

Harry slowly nodded, taking his head away from the wall. "but, wait, Blaire doesn't have a ride home, does she." he stated.

"actually, we took her car, but I drove. So, technically, I'm the one without a ride," I said sheepishly.

"oh, well, we can give you a lift. C'mon, Harry." Louis walked towards the doors.

"alright, I guess I'll see you later mates?"

I said to Zayn and Liam.

They shared a look. "yeah, see ya mate," Zayn said. He sounded a bit distant, but I brushed it off.

I waved, and walked out to Louis' car. I could get answers later. Right now, I need some sleep.

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Authors note: oookk, so the chapter's really short. But I'm a but stuck a the moment, plus I'm trying to write 2 other stories up. I promise that it will get better and longer. Thankkkk,

Lauren.