The Mistake

I hadn't realized how long this chapter got o.o

Chapter 7

Hadley's point of view

I hate Wednesdays with a passion. I don't know why, maybe it's the order my classes are in, the fact that teachers like to give the most homework in the middle of the week, or just it's name. Wednesday. I hated it since I was little, when I kept getting it wrong on spelling tests.

At least it's lunch now, and our school has an abnormally long lunch break, 45 minutes. Sometimes we even go out to lunch to Nandos or something. I'm sitting with Niall, Lydia, and Liz. Harry is off with the friends he's made. Niall's made a lot too, he's just a bit more loyal. My phone is next to me, I'm done eating at this point, because we only have 20 minutes left of lunch and I'm pretty fast eater, and it vibrates meaning I have a text.

From Liam: look behind you ;)

I turn around in my seat and see Liam a few feet away, standing st the edge of a hallway. I get up and run over to him, kissing him on the mouth.

"Hey! You have no idea how much better you've made my day!" I say, grinning and leading him by the hand to the lunch table. Everyone's looking at me. Despite Liam confirming it on various sites, a lot of people still doubted we were dating. Now it's confirmed, I see, because people are staring with their mouths open, witnessing our quick kiss and hug.

"It couldn't have been that bad, you have Niall after all."

"True, true." I laugh.

"What about me?" Niall asks with a mouthful of pizza.

"Your very entertaining." I say, laughing when he grins, the pizza still in his mouth.

"What're you doing here, Liam?" Liz asks.

"Just visiting Hadles for our one month anniversary." He says, kissing my cheek.

"Has it really been one month already? Wow." I say, bewildered.

"Yep! And I got you a present..." Liam says in a singsongy voice. "Close your eyes." I grin and cover my eyes and something circular and smooth is placed in my hand. I open my eyes. There is a cd with something written on it in sharpie, I turn the disc so I can read it. It's titled: For You. "You'll have to listen to it when you get home though, call me when you have." He says.

"I have to wait like three more hours?" I whine, jokingly, "how will I ever live?" 

"You'll just have to manage." He grins and gives me a peck on the lips. When the bell rings a few minutes later we kiss again and he heads back to his place (which I now know the location of, MWAHAHA!)

Niall and I walk to our next class, he's behind me talking to a friend, and I'm smiling as I walk down the hall, Liam's little visit making this Wednesday not so terrible.

"W***e." Someone says, passing me. My smile falters.

"Already given him AIDS, Hadley?" Another girl says, laughing with her friends. Less smile.

"Liam's really hit a new low, probably not over Danielle to be going out with that s**t." A girl says to her friend, loud enough for me to hear. My head is hanging low now and my chin is buckling. I will not cry. I will not give them the satisfaction.

"Hadles, why are you letting them call you those things?" Niall asks, comings up next to me and wrappings his arm around my shoulder.

"Jeez, you're f*****g Niall, too? Way to ruin them, thanks a lot Hadley." A girl says. That's it. I whirl around and grab the back of her shirt and spin her around to punch her. Just once, but right in the nose.

And to my surprise, she punches back. 

Well now I have to retaliate. And eventually it's not much of a fight anymore, just me punching her over and over again crying, and screaming, "I AM NOT A W***E!" 

"Hadley! Hadley stop!" Someone yells, and then wraps their arms around my waist, pulling me off the girl. I push him away, some distant part of my brain realizes its Harry, and run into the nearest loo, sobbing.

I made some bad decisions in my life. The staples easy button being an example. Another one was sleeping with half the male population of the school when I was sixteen. That's why I'm so closed off, and why I was so worried about Harry hurting me when he was still a valid option. 

"Hadley?" Harry calls into the girls bathroom.

"What are you doing in the girls bathroom?" I sniff from behind my stall door.

"Comforting you." He says, "what stall are you in?" 

"The big one." I say. I don't get up to unlock it for him and I watch as he crawls under the door. I'm sitting hugging my knees against the wall, wiping my eyes though unsuccessfully because tears keep coming.

"Hadles, why did those girls call you a w***e?" He asks, wrapping his arms around me.

"Why did they call Danielle a w***e?" I retaliate. "Or Eleanor? Or Caroline? Or Amy? Or Hannah? Or Perrie? Now it's just my turn." I lie. I try to suppress a laugh when he stiffens at Caroline's name. I bury my face in his chest and try to stop crying, though its not really working.

"You and I both know that's only part of the reason." He says, his lips pressed to the top of my head.

"I don't want to tell you. I don't want to tell anyone who doesn't need to know." I say.

"Hadley, how is anyone supposed to help you if you don't let them in?" He asks. 

"I don't need help! I have had control of my life for two years now, and I'm doing just FINE!" I yell, standing up. "I'm going home."  I say after, using the heel of my hand to wipe my eyes and when I take them away there's black smudges of make up. I grab my bag and leave the bathroom, only to be stopped by the principal. Oh s**t.

"Hadley Charleston, come with me to my office."

I'm suspended for three days and grounded for three weeks. Fan-f*****g-tastic. I put the cd in my laptop and press play, excited to hear what Liam's made for me. I hear a guitar start and then Liam's voice.

"Hey babe! Happy one month-aversary! So I just wanted to sing you a song because you're beautiful and perfect and you make me so happy." I smile as the familiar tune starts, and he starts singing Little Things. I love it up until the part that would have been Harry's. All I can think of is when I was taking a bath and listening to this and outside the door he sang along and when we slow danced to it. 

The funny thing is, well in a really twisted, makes-me-want-to-kill-myself sort of way, right after I had a moment with Harry, I made out with Liam on the floor.

That is seriously how I roll.

Why am I such a s**t!? I thought I was done with Harry. I haven't had a single urge to kiss him or anything else with him since Liam and I became official. I'd all but forgotten we had tension and chemistry, but then today when he held me while I cried (right after Liam did something incredibly cute for me, mind you) it all came back. I think that's why I yelled at him, I really wanted to yell at him for making everything so complicated and for him and Liam both being so goddamn perfect. 

I call Liam to tell him about my horrific day after he left and to tell him how much I love the cd. 

"Wait, babe, why were they calling you a w***e? You're not! I can't believe this is happening again." He says the last part mostly to himself.

"I don't know, I guess some fans are just mean." I lie.

"Well, I have to say you're the only girl who's punched someone for it. I applaud you." He laughs. "But it sucks that you're suspended and grounded. I'll miss seeing your lovely face." 

I blush, "Awww, I'll miss you too babe." I say, "well, I probably have to go, being grounded and all. I'll talk to you soon."

"Okay, bye." He says.

"Bye." I hang up. And sit back on my bed. Grounded. Ugh.

Might be time to actually have a purpose for not having the screen in the window. But I don't want to be her again, s**t Hadley, rebel Hadley. Easy Hadley. Depressed Hadley. Scary Hadley. 

Free Hadley.

"Hadley, you have a visitor!" My dad calls, "I've never seen her before, but you know you're not supposed to have company." I've served two weeks of my sentence, but I didn't invite anyone over, and no one texted me. I get up, glad I haven't taken a shower yet from school so I don't look like poop. When I realize who it is, I'm even happier that I still look like a person.

"Danielle?" I say. I step outside and close the door behind me so my parents won't hear this. She looks exhausted.

"Yeah, sorry. I know we don't know each other but we know each others names, don't we?" She says.

"Yeah, you're Liam's ex-girlfriend." I put slight emphasis on the ex, not in a mean way, but just to remind her she broke up with him and we're happy now.

"And you're his current girlfriend." She smiles sadly.

"Not to be rude, because really, I was a full on Payzer supporter, but what are you doing here and how did you find out where I live?" I ask.

"Harry." She says with a chuckle.

"Little b*****d." I mutter, directing my gaze downward, where the basement is, theoretically. She laughs.

"I'm here to thank you, actually. You've probably gone through more abuse from 'fans' in a little over a month than I did it two years, and you're sticking with him, when I couldn't. I feel like I shouldn't tell you this, because you're dating him, but I still love him. I miss him everyday, every second, and every morning when I wake up and I expect a good morning text from him that never shows and I go to feed his turtles and he's not there waiting for me with whatever plans he had for the day, well, I just miss him a little more each time. I'm so happy that he has you, and you stick with him even though he's bringing you all this hate, and I'm just thankful that you make him happy." She says in a rush.

"There's a but, isn't there?" I ask after a moment. She nods, her curls bouncing.

"But, if I get any hint he still loves me, I'm going to grab on and it'll be a fight to the death. It was a mistake, letting a man as perfect as Liam go."

Without a word I hold out my hand in handshaking position. She takes it.

"May the girl he loves most win." I say.

Freedom! 

I'm driving in my car to where Liam is living and I'm jamming out to music, happy my three weeks of death are over. Liam sees my car pull into the driveway and runs out, he hasn't seen me face to face for three weeks. I run out of the car and hug him tightly.

"I'm so happy to see you again! I was going insane, not having any contact from people but my parents." I pretend to shudder. He smiles and brings my lips to his. We walk inside his hotel room and hang around for a while. He makes some soup for us to eat while watching a movie on Netflix. Louis recommended it to us, he said it was really funny and romantic, so we decided to watch it, 'Friends With Benefits' with Mila Kunis and Justin Timberlake.

It's pretty funny, and then pretty awkward. There's some scenes that are pretty... Awky pawky and I see Liam slowly, trying not to get my attention, put a pillow in his lap. I have to hold back a laugh, but I'm getting pretty uncomfortable too. I pause the movie after one of those scenes that really makes us both feel kind of awkward and uncomfortable and, well, dare I say it, hot and bothered.

"Um, so, yeah. The movie's pretty good isn't it?" He says, chuckling.

"Yup." I say. We kind of just sit there and I check and see if there's any remnants of self respect left in my body. No? All clear then. I lean over to him and kiss him suddenly. He kisses back fervently and at some point I end up on my back under Liam. My fingers fumble to unbutton his shirt as we kiss.

"I should thank Louis, eh?" He says, breathing heavily after.

"I'd like to write him a thank you card." I agree, my head resting on his chest which is rising and falling soothingly in rhythm to mine. We lie there for a while when I catch a glimpse of the clock.

"S**t, how is it already six?" I say, getting out of the bed quickly and throwing on my clothes and attempting to brush my hair with my fingers. I grab my keys from his living room and he follows me out if the room.

"You have to go?" He asks, looking sad.

"Yeah, I'll see you soon though, babe." I say kissing him. 

When I get to my house my parents have left for work and I barge into Harry's apartment.

"Liam and I just did it.' I say, the shock setting in. I used to be a fangirl. I just lived the dream. He pauses before answering.

"Really? Maybe you are a w***e. You were grounded for three weeks and the first thing you do is have sex." He says, not looking up from the tv. The smile drops off my face instantly.

"What did you just say?" I ask quietly.

"You're a w***e." He says solemnly. 

"You too, Harry? You're going to hate me now too?" I ask, my voice breaking.

He gets up now, looking as upset as I do in his eyes, but his face shows anger and disgust, and I see why he's not an actor, though I don't know why he's sad.

"You know, I tried to help you three weeks ago. And you just pushed me away and sought out Liam for help. What happened to being friends? You won't open up your mind to me, but you'll open your legs for anyone but me, eh?"

Tears have started dripping onto my cheeks now, my hands shaking.

"I'm not a s**t, Harry." I say, trying to sound calm.

"Then why won't you open your heart and not your legs? Sounds pretty s****y to me." He shrugs.

"YOU WANT ME TO OPEN UP? I HAD AN ABORTION AT SIXTEEN YEARS OLD OF TWINS, HOW'S THAT FOR OPENING UP?" I scream, tears flowing endlessly down my cheeks, he doesn't say anything, just stands shocked and wide eyed, shaking. "ARE YOU HAPPY NOW, ARE YOU F*****G HAPPY NOW? NOW THAT YOU KNOW SOMETHING I PLANNED ON TAKING TO THE GRAVE?"

I turn out of his apartment and slam the door, but I can't even make it up the stairs. I slide down the door and sit against it and sob until I can't anymore, glad to know he can hear me.

I finally go upstairs and I call Liam.

"Hey babe, what's up?" He asks cheerily.

"You know, crying my eyes out, the usual. Can you pick me up? I can't drive like this." I say quietly.

"Hadley? What's wrong?" He asks, and I can hear him already driving. More tears over come me as I try to say it, I can't. I hear his car door slam, both in the phone and outside as I choke out, "Harry called me a w***e for having sex with you." 

The line goes dead as I hear Harry's door ripped open and Liam yelling at Harry, then a loud boom. I run down the stairs, almost tripping, and find Liam standing with his hand clenched into a fist and Harry sprawled out on the floor, unconscious. Liam comes over to me and wraps me in a bear hug and drives me to his place where we watch Disney movies and eat tons of ice cream to feel better.

Harry's point of view

What did I just do?

She hates me now. Harry, why would you do that?! Stupid, stupid, stupid! Yeah, she's definitely going to want to leave Liam for you now, definitely gonna happen.

Tip for life: if you love a girl, don't get mad when she has a boyfriend and does perfectly normal things with him and call her a w***e, it completely ruins your chances.

And now she's gone with Liam and I can't apologize. 

I can't ever apologize. Nothing excuses that. I saw what being called those awful things did to her, but for someone she trusts to do it... I destroyed her, and I can never fix it. 

Despite my head pounding, I get up and just start yelling at everything.

"Damnit Harry! Why so I screw everything up! I've only known her for a few months and I love her. God, I love her! I love her, I love her, I F*****G LOVE HER!"

A half an hour later I end up screaming the same thing, but with Louis putting a steak over my black eye and rubbing my back to comfort me. 

"It's gonna be okay, Harry, you'll fix it somehow, if you're meant to be you'll get together." Louis assures me. Eleanor comes back from the kitchen with cookies and milk for me. I didn't want to call Lou at first because Eleanor was visiting for a few days and this is the first night so I was pretty sure I'd be interrupting something, but they come over anyway and out on happy faces.

"Thanks El." I say, dunking the cookie into the milk.

"So, the infamous womanizer Harry Styles is in love, eh?" El smiles her famous smile that Louis loves so much. You can practically watch him melt every time.

"Let's not discuss it." I say around a mouthful of cookie.

"Oh come on! I gotta meet this girl! If she can capture your heart she's gotta be pretty darn special." She argues.

"She's more than special, she's so perfect it hurts and I'd rather not talk about it because she loves Liam and hates me, so can we talk about how amazing this cookie is?" I say, starting to get upset again. Eleanor doesn't really know what to say and pats my shoulder, which is a first and because she's exactly like Louis, neither of them usually run out of things to say.

Author's Note

Reviews please!
Ahhh OMG this chapter gives me feels.

Reviews

[Taylor Ann]

I seriously don't have anything to type. When they watched that movie, and then it turned into more, I literally had the palms of my hands tight against my temples, muttering 'no' over and over again. They're so cute, but, Harry! *Starts sobbing* Poor Harry! He messed up, and he knows he messed up! Sophie you need to fix this, please, please, please, please fix this!
The feels get to me, right in the heart. Louis and Eleanor are so adorable, but, Harry! *Sobs* You need to fix this, Sophie, very soon.

[Sophie]

MWAHAHAHA

[Taylor Ann]

You're so talented and creative in such an evil...messed up kind of way. How could you do that to Harry?! No, please, fix it! (You are uber talented, but still, playing with my emotions is soo not cool! Lol)

[The Fallen]

DUMB HARRY SHE ALREADY HAS PROBLEMS AND HIM CALLING HER A W***E DOES NOT HELP
Liam is so sweetttt, Knowing he will do anything for her must be comforting (: Awesome chapter