Chapter 8.

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Hi Guys! I'm sorry it have lasted this long, and I'm really sorry this is a short chaper, but I've been writing a lot on the parts that comes like 4 chapters from here, and the story is almost finished, so yeah. I hope you'll like it just as much as I do! Drama ahead!

Enjoy though;-)

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Liam's POV.

"Crystal?" I asked as I walked into her room. She was laying exactly like when I left her; her broken leg up on a small pile of pillows, her healthy leg beside it, her head on her many pillows and her two of her fingers, keeping the wet cloth in its place on her forehead, because I and the other boys think she have fever. Lastly her eyes was closed and they didn't opened when she answered the answer she have been giving me since her leg broke, that will say the last 7 days.

"No."

"We're just wondering if you were hungry?" I said, ignoring what she said.

"No." She said, her eyes still closed.

I don't know what is up with her. We used to have such a great relationship, but now she all sassy and have to angry me all the time. I just mean; what have I ever done to her? The answer is nothing. I would never hurt her.

"You haven't ate all day." I told her, sitting down on the edge of her bed.

"No."

"You have to eat something! You're gonna starve!" I told her, trying to get her attention.

"No."

Sighing heavy I stood up. There is no point in keep on trying to get her to talk. If she don't want to, I can't make her. Trust me, I should know.

I walked back into the living room, and fell down back into a chair, where I sat before I walked into Crystal.

"Still nothing?" Niall questioned me.

"Nope." I sighed. Mom would be so disappointed if she knew what was going on right now.

"I'll go talk to her." He said.

"Feel free."

I pulled out my phone and went onto Twitter. He couldn't get her up. Not even her own brother could, there is no chance he could.

10 minutes went by where I was retwitting and answering fans. Some of them are pretty crazy, but there were some twits, I felt like I had to answer. They were apparently all worried about us, because I haven't been on Twitter since Crystal got hurt, because there have been so much to take care of, so the fans were worried one of us was hurt or killed or something.

I quick told people my sister broke her leg, and that's why.

"Look who's alive!" Harry beamed  next to me.

Well, damned right, there was Crystal and Niall.

"Well, well, well." I almost snapped at her.

"Don't get started with your bullshit." She sneered back.

I stared at her angry as well did she. She is a little devil, and I really don't see why the boys can't see it. She plays with their minds and make them believe things.

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Crystal's POV.

"Um... yeah... I'd like that when I can walk again..." I said into the phone.

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