Chapter Status: Edited
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- Blue -
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"I had sex with Harry." I seemed to sum it all up.
Hannah choked on whatever was in her mouth.
Sorry, that was a bit dirty.
"What?" She hissed, her eyes widening.
"Erm.. Yep." I sighed, pursing my lips.
"What about Dyl--"
"H-he cheated."
"O-oh.. Shit, Blue I'm so sorry."
"It's okay, I shouldn't be crying over someone that's not worth crying for."
"True. But.. Wow. I can't believe he did that he's such a--"
As the bell rang loudly, I see her mouth 'dick", me nodding.
Smiling weakly, I sigh again. What was I thinking? How could I be so carefree, I just lost my boyfriend and continued to have sex with Harry.
Ugh.
Things truly are very complicated.
"Blue. Tell me now, what is up with you and Harry?"
I gulped. "He's my.. My..Friend." I spoke uncomfortably at the mention of friend.
But I will literally do everything it takes, just so nobody will find out.
"Yeh, sure you casually just have sex with your friend. Are you friends with benefits?!"
"NO!"
"Yeah, oh my god. You're lying to me, aren't you?" She knew exactly what I was doing.
I shook my head, sighing.
"No, i am not lying. We both just tend to get kinky, and we like to spend that time together." Shrugging, Hannah narrowed her eyes, chuckling.
"How is he in bed, from a 1 to a 10?"
I smirked. "Why would I hook up with someone who's below a ten?"
"So he's a ten?"
I nodded slowly, biting my lip.
"Does he top? Does he make out with you? Does he--"
"HANNAH! No more personal questions."
"Oooh. So it gets personal now." She rose an eyebrow, as we both start to walk to our dorms for a short break before our next classes."
"Ugh, fuck you." I chuckled, her smiling.
"Mhmm," She hums, hip bumping me. "Are you sure this isn't anything?.. This is Harry Styles, we're talking about."
"Let's say we've known each other since high school..And no, it isn't anything, only if we keep this low profile."
"Okay, got it."
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- Harry -
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I truly am in deep shit.
Management is constantly calling us up, bombarding with questions.
"What are they saying?" I mouthed towards Louis and Liam.
They both sent me looks saying it wasn't really good.
"Yeah, yeah. We'll be there, promise..Yes of course we'll bring Harry. He's a part of One Direction, isn't he?'' Louis spoke, slightly pissed.
But that was management for you.
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Once they hung up, they all looked at me.
"Harry, here we go again with the same problem.. We aren't going to fix it for you again, mate."
"Guys, I've got this." I sighed, running a hand through my hair.
Me versus management? Oh this surely wasn't going to be pretty.
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- Blue -
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"BLUE" Hannah screeched, as we were sat in the dorm, me jumping in shock.
"What the hell, Han?!" I yell at her, frowning as I got to my feet.
"What is this?!"
"What is what." I groaned, lacing my fingers through my hair with ease.
What was it she had to be so loud about? I mean, I wasn't deaf.
"Is this.. You?'' She showed me an article from her phone as I snatched it.
Sitting back on the mattress, I scanned through it, scrolling down.
Only for my eyes to widen.
The One Direction Scandal.
"Shit." I gushed. "Do I look that good.. Naked?''
Hannah face palmed. "THAT'S NOT WHAT WE'RE WORRYING ABOUT BLUE!''
"I'm sorry!'' Whaling, I nearly drop her phone as I set it down on her bed.
What was this? It was as if all hell has broke loose.
Who should I be mad at?
Harry or the press? Huh..
Let's go with Harry.
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Nearly shoving Hannah's phone to her, I grab a jacket and storm towards the door.
"Blue where the hell are you going?!"
"I'm going to go find Harry and give him a good punch in the face.''
"What, no! Not his face! Oh come on!" She reasoned.
Swinging the heavy door open, I shut it behind me almost tripping as I ran down the halls.
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As soon as I had made my way to their hotel, my shoes skidded across the smooth pavement about to walk in.
But then I find the boys coming out the adjacent door, my eyes widening as I locked stare with Harry.
"Oh shit Bl--"
And so I listened to my instinct. That was..
To walk up to him and punch him in the face.
The boys gasped as soon as I made my move, Harry stumbling back.
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Clenching my jaw, I cussed.
Damn, for a girl, that hurt.
Blue's lucky she was a girl. If she was a guy, I would've punched her back harder.
But no, she just had to be a female species.
"Fuck!" I just yelped, Niall's eyes widening slightly.
"You deserved that." Blue points. "How the hell did that get all over the tabloids?! Did you hire people? You did, did you.. Oh f--"
''I didn't! I wasn't up to anything, okay?! I'm not that evil."
She laughed dryly, her eyes nearly making me cower.
Yeah, Blue was just that scary when she was pissed.
"Yeah, then who did?" She spoke through gritted teeth, her brown eyes turning into somethin' else. Something much more intimidating.
"Paps."
Her lips pressed into a thin line, her shoulders slouching.
"Oh.. Shit, sorry for punching you." She gushed, in some sort of realization.
I chuckled. "Nah, didn't leave a scratch."
"Blue, maybe you should come with us." Liam chimes in, as we both look at him, then to the other lads.
"Err.. Where?"
"Management."
"Oh no.. I mean, I-I couldn't just come," She shook her head, her teeth grazing her bottom lip.
"You're kind of a big part of this now.. There really is no choice, at all." Zayn chuckled.
We were all looking at Blue, her feeling pressured, before she sighed, fidgeting.
There was a brief silence, before Blue's voice broke that.
"It's like I'm being arrested." She chuckled lightly, as the girl obeyed following us to our vehicle.
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