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I called Chris

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I called Chris.

I never meant to, Harry didn't want me involved. He told me he had it handled but it's been two weeks since he told me it was my life if Chris doesn't die.

I need to tell Harry, he has to know what I did. We both agreed to be more honest with each other, he went to the bar today to file some paperwork about Liam buying him out, so I came here to talk to him.

Instead I bump into Liam, what a great start to the day. Sitting at the bar, Liam slides in next to me.

"What do you want Liam?" I am not in the mood for him today, his whole vibe is creepy.

"Wondering what you're doing in my bar." if it wasn't for Harry, then I wouldn't even be here.

"Waiting for Harry, is that a problem, you haven't bought him out just yet.'' He gets closer, he's next to me thigh to thigh, I breathe in and out, calming myself down.

"Soon, he's signing the paperwork now, fancy sneaking off, what Harry doesn't know won't hurt him.'' God! Can't this man take a hint.

He's so smug about everything. "How about no, I'd rather slit my eyeballs than go anywhere with you."

He can be such a cunt!

"Oo how touchy, i don't understand what harry sees in you, you seem boring must be a shit lay." yes, because everything is about sex.

"Think what you want Liam, if I were anyone else i'd say your jealous of me and Harry, do you want to fuck Harry?" he goes silent, wait does he?

"Aghh I found a nerve, well what an amazing new discovery."

"Oh fuck off Luna, I don't want to fuck Harry, i've heard from Chris what a shit lay you are." what! I'm frozen in place.

How does Liam know Chris, what does he know? Just breathe Luna, Chris is a master manipulator, he's probably lied through his teeth to Liam. where the fuck is Harry when he's needed.

"Have I struck a nerve, not got much to say now have you."

"All fucking signed Liam." oh what impeccable timing from Harry.

"Good, now get the fuck out of my bar." he smacks the table and looks to me and Harry.

"With fucking pleasure." I grab Harry's hand and practically sprint out of the bar.

"Woah, slow down cherry."

"No, move your fucking ass." I don't mean to snap at him, but Liam infuriates me. I just want to get out of here, Chris has been talking about me and I have no idea how he and Liam met.

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