Flying on Broken Wings.

Jealous?

I woke up to something wet and cold lightly dabbing my cheeks and forehead, I opened my eyes to see Louis. I sat up quickly, examining him; he’s okay. Perfectly okay. I furrowed my eyebrows.

“How? Are you dead? Am I dead? Am I Going Crazy?” I asked, confused, he shook his head and lifted his shirt, showing a small circular red mark with a purple, then blue ring around it.

“It was a paint ball gun. It wasn’t a real gun. I fell because I was in shock, I waited for serious pain to come but it never did.” He said, putting his shirt back down. I sighed and wrapped my arms around him, resting my head on his shoulder.

“You have no Idea how scared I was” I breathed out.

“Actually I do, considering you passed out like that. You scared me.” he said, I sighed and pulled away.

“No more talking about this, we’re both okay.” I smiled a bit.

“Alright fine. The guys are watching Divergent, let’s go watch.” He said, standing. I nodded and followed him out of the small room we were in and into the lounge room. When we walked in all heads turned towards us.

“You guys came to join?” Zayn, asked, I looked around, noticing that Harry, Niall and Liam are asleep.

“Yeah” I said, following Louis over to the free couch with the blue cover on it. I sat next to him and rested my head on his shoulder, pulling my knees to my chest to get comfortable.

When the movie ended I heard Louis’ light snoring in my ear and looked over to see Zayn sleeping too. I sat in silence for a while, just thinking until I remembered something, making me a bit angry. I got up slowly and took Louis’ phone from the coffee table, dialing Liza’s number and going out to the balcony, fans still outside.

“Hello? Who is this?” she answered.

“Where are you? Do you have my things?” I asked her.

“Yeah, I’m still down at the beach. Are you okay?” she asked

“I’m coming to get my stuff” I told her and hung up. I’m beyond angry with her, and I’m going to confront her about doing what she did.  I came back in, one of the 5 bodies missing from the couch. Louis, Harry, Zayn, Niall…No Liam. I went further into the room, finding him in the fridge.

“You hungry?” he asked, already knowing it was me.

“Nah. I’m just going to head out for a little bit.” I told him, he turned to me.

“Let me come with you” he said, I nodded and he went to slip on his shoes, handing me a grey hoodie that went down mid-thigh. I walked out of the room, and made a few turns, going out of the backstage area and down the steps to the beach.

“Stay here. I’m just going to get my things from Liza” I told Liam when I spotted Liza with Mackenzie near a bonfire with a bunch of people, he nodded and I walked away towards her.

“Maddy” she smiled at me, I didn’t smile back, I just folded my arms across my chest.

“What’s wrong with you?” she asked me frowning.

“Why?” I asked her.

“Why what?” she furrowed her eyebrows.

“Why would you shoot him with the paintball gun!?” I yelled, making everyone around the bonfire go quiet. Her face softened and her eyes got wide.

“Just what exactly are you talking about?” Mackenzie asked.

“She knows what I’m talking about” I said, referring to Liza.