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dont make a scene

A few hours later the nurses finally agreed to let me leave, after a fine amount of pleading from my overly protective and worried older brother.

Will helped me to the car, but not after five minutes of him complaining about how he should carry me, and me ignoring him saying never in a million years.

When we arrived at our house or 'mansion' I am unhappily suprised to find my 'fianće' Ray sprawled out on my couch, nastily crunching on a bag of crisps.

"Oh hey babe where were you?" Ray questiones finally looking up from the football game on our flat screen.

"She was at the hospital, hit her head pretty hard last night" Will spits at him. Will also never was one to fancy him. "And you were where the whole time she was unconsious on a hospital bed?"

"Uh, I had to stuff to get done." Ray lies ruffling his tossled dirty blonde hair.

I roll my eyes and Will and Ray start bickering over mindless shit. Deciding I wasn't in the mood I left. I drove down to the nearest coffee house ordering a black coffee. I've never been one for tea, makes me sick as fuck. I sit enjoying my coffee trying to ignore the creepy glances from the young man in the apron who I'm guessing works here.

I pull out my phone from my leather bag and decide to act like I'm texting so I don't have to contine to ignore the glances from the man.

I see that I don't have to prentend because I actually do have a text. Well texts.

:// Louis > 7:55 am<
Hey where were you after the show last night? You said you head over?... xx

:// Louis > 7:59am<
Adie bubbyyy were are you baee? xx Lou

:// Louis > 8:01am<
I did not just say bae..

:// Louis > 8:17am<
ANSWER YOUR GOD DAMN PHONE

:// Louis > 8:34am<
Where the fuck are you

:// Louis > 8:43am<
You know what go eat shit I'm out.

Louis is my best friend, he's actually one of my only friends that isn't a rich pompatious stuck up famous person. Louis is anything but rich to be exact, he living in a shitty apartment outside town with no laundry machine, no dishwasher, and no bathtub, and is perfectly okay with it. Louis lives the life of 'I don't give a shit what you think' and I love the guy for it.

He's always had a strange side though, if he see's someone when we walk into a store he'll grab my arm and pull me out before I can even take a look. He's always leaving and disapering at strange times. The worst is how extremely protective and possesive he his, as you can tell by his texts. Though he also can have a little tude.

://Adeline > 2:45pm <
Sorry Lou. Can you come over? I'll explain everything when you get there. xx Adie

://Louis > 2:51pm <
I'll be over in ten, you better have a good explination

I stand up from my chair in the back of the cafè and grab my bag throwing it over my sholder amd start walking twords the door, the sound of my boots screaming against the silence in the small cafè. Before I push open the wooden door someone grabs my arm stopping me.

I turn around to see the man from behind the counter. He has brown spikish hair and a slight scruff around his jaw line, he's extremely muscualar and I notice various tatoos up his arms.

"Are you Adeline Tremonte?" The man asks me, at first I wonder how he knows me. But then again everyone know's me, not to be cocky or anything.

"Yes" I reply slowly "And you are?"

"Liam Payne, but that's not what matters, do you know Harry Styles?" He asks me staring deeply into my eyes, a worried look molding into his handsome features.

"Not really, he just helped me out with something" I reply still a little curious of how he knows I know him.

"Well just watch out, he want's you" He says in more of a wisper as if he dosen't want anyone to hear.

"W-What do you mean he want's me" I studder out, Adeline Tremomte does not studder.

"I've said to much allready, just be careful, wouldn't want anyone as pretty as you to get into his trouble" he wispers in my ear before walking into the back room leaving me scared confused as hell.

I drive home and pull up to the gates typing in the code. I'm not sure why we even have a code. For fuck's sake the code is 1-2-3-4. I step out of my car walking up the forever pathway to my huge frontdoor surronded annoying ass shrubs and an ugly lion door knocker.

I push open the fucking heavy door to see my brother and my bestfriend shaking hands and doing that weird manly grunt thing with the slaps on the back and all.

Consisting of "Louis man what's up it's been a while" and "Will bro nothing much" then what confused me was "Has Jack been givving you a bunch of shit to." and "Yeah man hes given me a hell's load of buisness to take care of never get anytime off".

I clear my throut in confusion they've never met before. Im 100% certian they haven't. Both of the grunting men turn around and stare at me with wide eyes like they were seen stealing the last cookie from the jar.

"What's going on here!" I raise my voice "How the hell do you know eachother, and who is Jack?"

They both turn and look at eachother with wide eyes and scared looks. Theres going to have to be alot of explaining, I'm pissed.