* MADISON *
“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.