Living with One Direction

Madison Carter like every other 15 year-old girl is taken to a slave house were she learns the Motto 'Talk little, Wear little and Eat Little'.
This is a story of how Madison is afraid of One Direction but after some ups and downs she learns to trust them. And maybe even love one of them....
** Warning! I don't know the guys personally so I don't know if they are like this in real life **


5. Liars


“Madison! Come downstairs please.”

I sigh but walk downstairs. I reach the entry to the living room and clear my throat. Harry looks up from watching the TV, “Can you please make us so tea?”

"Why?" I ask confused.

"Because you're our slave aren't you?" Liam replies.

I stare at them. Liars. All of them. They told me I was safe here, that I didn’t have to worry about being a slave. I HATE THEM ALL! Tears form in my eyes, “Uh. Um. Of course.” I stutter. I quickly walk into the kitchen. Tears blurring my vision. I get out the cups and the teabags. I quietly wait for the jug to boil.

“Harry!” yells Louis suddenly. “What did you just do?”

“SHIT!” curses Harry. “I didn’t even realise what I had said.”

"Go apologise NOW!" yells Liam. "You made us look like liars. Derp."

I hear Harry quickly get up from the couch and walk towards the living room. I don’t bother to wipe my tears away.

"Um, Madison?" Harry says quietly. I ignore him as I pour water into each of the cups. I put the jug back into place as Harry says, "Madison. You don't have to do that."

I put milk into the cups and add sugar, “Why? You’re the one that told me to do it.”

He sighs, “I didn’t mean to. Honest.”

I roll my eyes in reply.

I place all of the cups onto a tray and place one to Harry, "Here you go Mister Styles. Enjoy. Yell if you need anything else, Sir. I will be in my room doing slave-y things." I smirk as his face drops.

I walk into the living room and place the tray on the table in front of the boys so are silently staring at me, “Here you Sirs go.” I say. “I will be in my room for the rest of the night.”

Harry stands at the door, watching quietly.

“What about dinner?” Asks Niall.

I look down, “What? Do you want me to make dinner as well?”

When he doesn’t reply I look up. Niall is staring at me with tears in his eyes.

"Look, Madison," Says Zayn, "Harry honestly didn’t mean to ask you do make the tea.”

I laugh, "Oh Zayn. Stop lying. If you guys didn't think I was anything other than a slave, then one of you would probably have stopped Harry." I look around then continue, "Because I'm your slave I will be down here at 6:30 to make dinner."

I push past Harry before they say anything.

“No Niall just leave her alone for a bit.” Says Zayn.

I quietly close the  door and slid down it. I hear Harry's door slam shut moments later.

I grab my beats and plug them into my laptop. I search up this song Sarah told me about called ‘English Love Affair’ it is really good. The next song is called ‘Night Changes’ by One Direction. They look really familiar. I look at the picture of them more closely.

No. Fucking. Way.

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