Chapter 17

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Madi's POV

Ow. Ow. Ow. My whole freaking face hurts so bad. Thanks, Brooke. I honestly hate her so much, I don't know if it's humanly possible. What did I ever do to her, though? I mean, today I was just at my locker, putting my binders away and stuff, and she shuts the locker door, pins me against it, and pulls her fist back in the air. Like what the heck? She has a lot of nerve doing something like this to me. I tried so hard to get her off. I kicked, scratched, and everything, but failed miserably. Long story short, she punched me straight in the face. Now, I'm sitting at home with an ice pack to my face, laying back on the couch, with Liam cuddling with me on one side, and Shawn and Allie cuddling each other on the other side of me. We've just been sitting here, watching TV since we got home. We're definitely TV couples.

My nose stopped bleeding after what felt like forever, and I got very tired. I ended up falling asleep on Liam. I felt him put his arm around me as I slept, and I smiled. That automatically put me in a much better mood then I was all day today.

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I kind of had a nightmare.

I was back at the airport a couple days ago, with Allie, Shawn, Harry, and....me? I can see everyone around me, including me. The me that was deeply in love with Harry Styles. I watched as he said he loved me, kissed me, and hugged me. I looked behind me to see none other then Cara Delevigne.

"Almost done." Harry mouths to her, points down at me, and rolls his eyes. The irony of this situation. I'm right there, not even knowing that my heart would be broken that day. He lets go of the other me, says a final goodbye, and runs over to Cara. He starts making out with her right in front of me. I collapse to the floor.

I sit up, breathing heavily and look around me. I don't see anyone.

"G-guys?" I say after I recover for a second. I get up from my spot and grab my phone. I text Allie.

"Hey. Where are you guys?"

No response.

Maybe Liam knows.

"Where'd you guys go?" I text.

No response.

Well then...

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