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Madelyn's POV

"Are you okay?" Liam's voice fills the car after I stopped crying.

"I... I'm sorry you had to deal with that." I frowned and wiped my eyes with my shirt sleeve looking over at him.

He shrugged and smiled, placing his hand on my thigh. The quick touch makes my thigh muscles tighten. "It actually felt pretty good to be the one having it over Harry."

I laughed shyly and nodded, "I guess so."

"It's alright. What exactly happened?"

"Well, it's complicated."

"I always listened to you, Maddy." He's right that was one of his many great qualities while dating him. He never got distracted and he loved my stories.

I took a long sigh and shrugged, "Well... Allie is this girl who I used to be really good friends with. She was like my childhood best friend along with Harry of course. I knew she always liked him and she also was very jealous of the fact that Harry and I were so close. I don't want to assume that's the only reason why we had a falling out but it just feels that way. Which is completely stupid. But she started getting tattoos and piercings, oh and also changd her style. She would flirt with all the popular guys or all those guys who go to the parties for hook ups. I tried to help her out but it was a loss cause. Then I found out she was actually hooking up with Harry. I know Harry hooks up with girls but I never would think Harry, who had never had interest in her, just suddenly change how he felt about her and have sex with her. I trusted him enough to open myself about him to her and how I felt very left out and alone since she changed, but the whole time he was having sex with her behind my back. So I told him, I didn't want them to hook up anymore. I get it's a little controlling and that's his private life but that was also my best friend. It just bothered me so much and he actually agreed. But well yeah, I went to his house and she was there again. I don't know if it's a reoccurring thing and I should have actually let him talk but I couldn't stand to look at his face like that and I was trying so hard not to cry. That's why I had you come take me because I knew he was coming over any time to talk to me and I just couldn't handle it." 

Liam looked back and forth between me and the road as I talked and he sighed, "That's a bummer. But that's Harry." I placed my hand on his hand that still rested on my thigh and I groaned.

"It just sucks because I know Harry is a good guy, he has it in him. But that makes me nervous about trusting him."

"Yeah... Harry has done a lot of shit and I always wondered why you liked him so much."

"I, what? I don't like him that much."

"Mads, please. I always wanted you to look at me the way you look at him."

"What are you talking about?" I let go of his hand and he sighs.

"It's a little obvious how much you like him, Madelyn. I'm not judging... I just don't get why you would like him that much. Especially since he's not your type."

"I don't have a type. He's a genuine person and not a lot of people see that."

"I guess so. It's just Harry's my friend, don't get me wrong. But he's also sort of an asshole and I just don't want to see you getting hurt by him. Well not including what happened tonight."

Liam was right, I suppose. I did get my hopes up a lot with Harry. He was my best friend but I sure didn't know a lot about him.

The rest of the drive to his house was kept in quiet. I didn't really know what to say back to him and I was too exhausted to argue with him over this. I had enough of Harry and I wanted to get away from the drama. Once at his place, which he lived alone, already. I walked in and looked around.