Nothing Better Than Revenge (One Direction)

Chapter 7: ~Forgive and Regret~

Look at the GIF at the side(credits to the owner). You won't be able to take this chapter seriously because of it!! ^v^ Warning: Lotsa hugging!!!

and just so you know, I know it's forgive and forget. the chapter title really is forgive and regret. ^v^

Chapter 7: ~Forgive and Regret~

Yesterday was so emotionally and physically tiring that I fell asleep the minute I flopped on my bed. And so Liam got his revenge this morning by taking a picture of me.

"Please, Daddy Direction! Please don't post that!"I begged, literally on my knees in front of a smirking Liam.

"On one condition"

"I'll do anything!"I desperately clutched on his leg.

"You have to forgive Harry and let him explain."he said as he picked me up from thee floor.

"NEVER!"

"Then let's just tweet this using one of my fake accounts and see how many RTs you'll get?"he grinned his adorable evil grin. I swear Liam has an alter ego.

I glared at him for a good five minutes before realizing that there was no way out of this. I was gonna have to listen to Harry at some point anyway so..

"Okay, I'll talk to him.. but I'm not saying when!"I ran away before Liam could protest or something.

I was just about to go down the stairs when I heard these frantic foot steps. I paused thinking if I even wanted to turn around..

"CHLOOOOE!!"a certain Irish boy jumped on me causing us to topple over and fall down the stairs with a loud crash.

"Ow" We both groaned. Niall rubbed the back of his head while I stayed on the floor muttering profanities.

"Chloe, are you okay?!"Harry yelled after seeing me sprawled on the floor with leg at an awkward angle.

"CHLOE, NO DON'T GO TO THE LIGHT!"Louis appeared right behind Harry and yelled in my ear, shaking me frantically.

"She's not dead yet, boo bear."Harry cooed, rubbing his back.

"She--she's not?"Louis sniffed. "That's amazing, Hazza!"

They hugged. Am I the only one wondering why they haven't called the hospital yet? I am a seriously injured here. My leg is hurting like hell!  Are they really doing what I think they're doing? They are seriously hugging and crying for my not-even-dead yet body?!

"How come nobody's crying for me?"Niall asked.

"C'mere, Nialler."Harry said before the three of them hugged.

You've got to be kidding me!

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An hour and a half later, I was lying on a hospital bed with the boys at my left side and my doctor on the other. The doctor was saying something about pain killers making me drowsy or something and me being on bed rest? All I could feel was this heavy thing on my leg.

I'm so gonna kill each and every one of them. Except Liam.

Poor Liam who was expecting a peaceful morning with breakfast on the table, with me and Harry smiling getting along with each other and Niall,Louis and Zayn laughing at a joke or something.. instead got four teenagers crowded at the foot of the stairs. Three of them were hugging and crying over an undead girl with a broken leg.

"I'm so sorry, Chloe!" I heard Niall apologize faintly before my I drifted to la-la land.

A few hours later I woke up to the sound of someone singing my favorite song, Cannonball. I opened my eyes and saw Harry with his head resting beside mine, eyes closed and stroking my hair.