The Set-Up (One Direction)

Tears and Poison Tea

Louis’ POV

I heard someone enter the house before they started sprinting in my direction and hugged me tightly from behind. I looked down to see small hands clasped around each other as the person hugged me.

Molly.

I tensed as I remembered what had happened last night, flashbacks ran through my mind as fast as light, I saw the look in Zayn’s eyes as Molly threatened them by tr-trying  to kill me. I was so horrified as I saw the cold look in her eyes, they were dark, almost brown instead of their usual hazel colour.

I pushed Molly away from me scared of what she could be capable of, I looked at her broken expression with an unsure look as she stumbled away from me. ‘Louis? W-What’s wrong?’ She asked extending her arm towards me, in what I suppose was meant to a reassuring gesture, but I was still frightened of her so I flinched away.

If it was possible for her expression to become even more broken then it happened. I suddenly felt angry at her instead of afraid. ‘You.’ I answered, well more like spat at her before turning on my heel and walking away forcing myself not to look back at her.

I was almost to the other side of the room when I felt a small hand on my back and heard quiet sobs coming from behind me. I spun around still full of anger and loomed over Molly before yelling in her face. ‘WHAT DO YOU WANT? TO HURT ME? TO HURT ONE OF THE BOYS? WHY ARE YOU HERE? WE DON’T LIKE YOU! YOUR ONLY HERE CAUSE WE NEEDED SOMEONE! YOU ARE SO UGLY AND A PIECE OF SHIT! JUST LEAVE! LEAVE AND NEVER COME BACK!’ I yelled stepping closer with every sentence as more rage ran through my blood.

 ‘L-Lou.’ She whispered as she cried beneath me, me still looming over her. She sobbed quietly before she stopped. Stopped crying, stopped sobbing, and for a minute stopped breathing. Her facial expression hardened as she wiped away a stray tear, before almost yelling at me, ‘Tell the boys to come to the kitchen, NOW!’ Before she walked off towards the kitchen.

‘Nice going mate.’ Zayn’s voice said from behind me. ‘You sure know how to make her feel horrible, you know I had just got her to stop crying, but nooo the tommo must make everything worse. And now she’s pissed, and you have no idea what it’s like to deal with her pissed.’ By the time Zayn had finished his mini rant I had turned around to face him.

‘Oh and you do?’ I sassed back angrily. ‘Well yes and no, yes because I know how to calm her down and no because she’s unpredictable, also look at what she can do without even trying.’ Zayn said pointing to his swollen nose. ‘How did that happen?!?!’ I screeched at him, by this time the other boys had come down probably wondering what all the commotion was about.

‘Well lets go into the kitchen and find out shall we?’ Zayn said walking and motioning for us to follow him. Just as we were about to go the doorbell rang. ‘I’ll get it!’ Molly’s voice called form the kitchen before she sprinted out of the kitchen in blur past us and to the door, Zayn just continued to walk towards the kitchen like nothing’s happening.

I’m so confused…

I sat in the kitchen with the others boys waiting impatiently with me, with the exception of Zayn of course who was sipping a freshly made coffee facing the rest of us as we heard Molly talking to I assume was Adele and Georgia. After what seemed like hours which in reality was probably only like 10-15 minutes, Molly, Adele and Georgia walked in teary eyed with weak smiles on their faces as they made their way over to the table where all of us were seated. Molly sitting next to Zayn who wrapped his arm around her in a friendly/comforting way. Adele next to Niall subtly holding hands under the table and Georgia and Harry sitting at the far end of the table.

I looked at Molly expectantly and out of the corner I noticed that everyone else did the same besides Adele and Georgia who were sharing a knowing look with Zayn. ‘OK, so I have a few things to say, and explain and apologise for.’ Molly said looking down at her hands, her voice shaking a bit as Zayn’s arm tightened around her comfortingly as a tear fell down her cheek.