You Owe Me (Little Mix Fanfiction)

Chapter 11

Heyo. Sorry it took me so long to update. I haven't really had a heap of time, but my school holidays start next week so I should be able to update more, if I don't get my laptop confiscated... Anyway the chapter is longer than most of my other chapters so yeah. Please comment and vote. I haven't said this before but I like to know what people think of my story and if they actually like it or not, and if my chapters are getting worse and worse. If you actually read all of that thank you but if not, well there's really no point in saying something rude because you won't read it. Ok I think I'll stop rambling on now and let you read. Huzzah my dear friends. Ok that's weird.

By the way, if you want a song to listen to during this chapter, listen to These Four Walls by Little Mix or Amnesia by 5 Seconds Of Summer.

Toodles my dear elephants (I'm going to stop now before I say something even more stupid),

-T

The morning didn't consist of silence from anyone but me. The doctors were in and out checking on Leigh and pretty early on her family came back in. I was tempted to ask Jesy if we could go back to her house, because that would mean talking, and I wasn't prepared to do that. At that point I didn't think anything could make me talk. I moved myself from being curled up with Jade, so sitting in the corner of the room as everyone moved out. It was like when a small child is scared of something coming towards them, they back up slowly into the wall and slides down until they are curled up in a ball with their knees to their chest. That must have been what I looked like, but an adult version. People came and went, but the four of us stayed where we were. Well I was more stuck, I couldn't really go anywhere by myself because of my leg, and Jesy and Jade weren't moving any time soon, and Leigh, well she was the one in the hospital bed.

Once again, the pain shot through my head. This time I tried to fight it. I didn't want to relive everything that happened. I didn't want to see the last few days again. But I couldn't fight it for long. By the time I let the memory over take me I could see everyone staring at me in shock.

"My phone buzzed, we just finished the second last show of the tour and I was about to head back to the hotel. I jumped as the beeping filled the atmosphere. I sheepishly pulled out my phone and checked the message that was there,

'You cheated on your boyfriend, multiple times. It had been going on since the last show at the O2. Tell him.

-Inconnu'

At first I was confused. What did he mean? I didn't cheat on him. What was he talking about. Then I realised. I had to break up with Zayn. I had to call everything off.

I couldn't do it, but I knew I would have to. This was becoming a clear representation of distopia. This was my definition of torture but I knew I had to.

I turned back to the message from Inconnu and typed,

'What should I do?'

I hadn't even shown the other girls. I would as soon as I could.

Right before my phone beeped again Leigh walked in. She heard it ding and when she saw me not checking the message she checked it for me. She was horrified. Her face was distorted to show pure disgust and hatred. It couldn't be mistaken for anything else. She showed absolutely no remorse in the next comment she made,

'Don't do it.' She said it like it was the most obvious thing in the world. To me the obvious was the opposite, so I told her,

'But what will Inconnu-' I was cut of then and there. Leigh was growing less and less impatient with Inconnu,