Turning Tables l.p (COMPLETED)

Chapter Seven

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I slowly enter the house, and take my heels off. I soon hear my mom's voice. I sigh and turn around to her.

'Where were you young lady at four in the morning?!'

'Karaoke...' I say.

'With who?'

'Liam...'

'That's enough! I get you were friends with him but it's going to stop right now!'

'You can't force me!'

'How about I just put you back into that System! You ungrateful brat!' She screams at me.
"I'm nineteen, you can't do anything!" I scream before running upstairs.

I try to hold myself together. I feel myself cry and I fall asleep in my bed, still in my dress.

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Liam's POV

"What is it mates?'' I chuckle.

I sit on the couch as Harry speaks.

"We need to talk about Ashleigh." he says.

''Yeah?''

'We believe something about her.' Louis says.

'And?'

'She's anorexic.' Niall says, looking down.

'You know that how?'

'She looked scared to even be in present of food. And she's super skinny.' Harry says.

'Ash is fine.'

'Why don't you go take her to a restaurant and see? Because she's not,' Harry says, angrily. He leaves the room and I sigh.

'Liam, mate, just do it. '

'Why does he think that every girl is Michala ?' I say.

'He just doesn't want you to get hurt or for Ashleigh to be Michala ' Niall says.

I yawn, "Thanks for the talk lads.' I say trying be thankful.

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