Broken Promises and Half Truths

Chapter Seven

     Madeline groggily flipped the Television on and crawled out of bed.  She had made sure to switch her clocks back so she would wake up at a somewhat normal time.  Her mind was still jet-lagged, so six A.M. felt more like one A.M.  

     Madeline waddled into her bathroom, planning on showering until her Television sounded with a voice she had dreamt of.  Maddie whipped around and looked at the Television.  There they were, five boys, specifically Louis, sitting with a talk show host.  The host was foreign to Maddie, she originally lived in the US; she was more accustomed to Oprah or Dr. Phil

     Louis was grinning at the woman, talking about his love life.  Madeline looked at the corner of the Television, seeing live stamped on the side.  Madeline shook her head, who would go live at 6 A.M.?  "So, Lou, have you met a new girl yet?" the woman asked, looking at Louis before turning her head towards the camera.

     Madeline was still trying to figure out why the hell they were on a morning talk show.  "Being in One Direction, I would have hoped it would have blown up.  Not quite."  Louis smiled at the crowd before looking up at the camera.  Madeline felt uneasy -- it was like he was staring right at her.

     Madeline pulled out her phone and dialed his number, not caring that he was obviously busy.  She listened to the ring on her phone, gaping when it went off on screen.  Madeline had half the mind to hang up, but how would that look?

     Louis sheepishly glanced at the audience, clearly cursing himself for not turning his phone off.  "Can I take this?"

     The woman winked at the camera before turning to Louis, "Only if it's a girl you like."  Louis smiled mischievously before breathing out a mock sigh of relief.

     "Good thing she's fit, eh?"  The crowd laughed, making Madeline's face flame.  He brought the phone out of his pocket and made a big show of pressing the answer button.  "'Ello, love."  Madeline was surprised to hear it coming from two different electronics.

     "That was a marvelous thing to leave out of the introductions, Lou," Madeline told him, her voice shaky.  Louis looked confused.  Madeline watched Louis hold the phone away from his ear and place his hand over the receiver.

     "Uh-oh, I'm in trouble," he joked.  Louis was sure Madeline couldn't hear him, he had put it on mute.

     "Yeah you're in trouble," Madeline hissed.  Louis gaped down at his phone before looking around his immediate area.

      "How did you hear that?"  He whispered into the receiver, unmuting the phone.

     "Magic," Madeline spat, angrier at herself than anything.  "So, my friend didn't date Niall, did she? She was covering for you!  How come you didn't tell me you were in a famous boy band, huh?"  Madeline nearly shouted.  She had really liked Louis, over the passed week he had brought her out on three dates a few sudden hellos.

     "Dammit," he groaned, looking over at the boys and giving them a pained expression.  The crowd was clearly wanting to hear the other side of the conversation, but Louis wasn't going to put it on speaker so they could hear his girl chew him out.

     "God, Louis, I thought -- I don't know what I thought.  I'm sorry for not being ignorant.  Goodbye, please don't call again."  Madeline hung up with tears in her eyes.  She threw her phone onto her bed.  Madeline refused to let the tears drip out any further than passed her tear ducts. 

     Madeline dialed Brianna's number.

     "Talk to me," Brianna mused.  She was in a coffee shop, picking up a hot chocolate and a mocha latte for her and Madeline.  Brianna took a sip of her latte and walked out of the warm shop.  The frigid air had returned.