New installment of HNT hope you like :) got so many people pming to post so here it is soo please vote and comment! i love reading them! next chapter wont be out till i write the next chapter of my other story so yeah!

 Oh yeah and the begininng of the chapter starts with Madeline's POV this will be the first and last time it will ever be in her pov I just want to stick to the 4 guys

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Biscuit xxx

His New Toy

There’s been an attack

[Madeline’s POV]

“Mom, its 2 o clock, you said you were going out for breakfast”

“I know but I asked your father to take me to the movies” what the heck? Did she forget she had two minors at home? And I made that very clear to her.

Sighing she replied “Is Max at home?”

Not sure where this was going I answered confused “Uhm Yes?”

“Then great!” she chirped happily “He’ll cook you something!”

“Bu-“

She hung up the phone. I didn’t even say I was hungry!, I flopped myself back on my bed staring at the plain white ceiling  until the doorbell rang I shifted my eyes towards my door but didn’t bother getting up Max was downstairs and if he wasn’t well… he still had to get it. I listened carefully, I wasn’t expecting anyone and Max didn’t say anything about any visitors coming over.

“What the fuck?” I heard Max’s soft distinctive voice faintly coming from downstairs but it was laced with surprise.

“OH MY GOD WHAT THE HELL?! OH MY GOD NO! WAIT, WAIT, WAIT, WAIT, WAIT!!!!” I shot up and sat up; there was a loud thump and next an unearthly scream that erupted from downstairs

I stood up but didn’t move, fear kept me locked in that spot. Should I go downstairs?

“Max?” I whispered quietly, not really sure who that was directed to  

“MADELINE FOR CHRISTS’ SAKE HELP ME!” I knew Max wouldn’t call me if I was going to be in danger so I opened the door and ran down the stairs.

I screamed at the top of my lungs when I saw what was in front of me “WHAT THE HELL IS THAT?!” I tilted my head to the side but I still couldn’t make out what I was seeing

Max was sprawled all over the floor with the door wide open. There was something lying on top of him and whatever it was it was dripping…blood

Wait…blood?

Oh. My. Gosh

“It’s a person, Max, it’s a fricking person!!!”

Max screamed again “Get it off me then!!” Max struggled under the person, but they were far too heavy for him to lift off. The person kept Max trapped under them, slowly dripping blood by Max’s head as their head rested on top of Max’s shoulder

“I’ll try and roll them over” I stepped to the side and grunted as I tried to roll the person all dressed in black over. As we both pushed we managed to get the person off him.

I gasped in horror as I took a look on the person’s face, it was so messed up but I couldn’t look away there were just masses of purple and blue on his face but what made it harder to see his face was the blood dripping relentlessly off his face onto the white marble floors; it was quite a sight.

I turned to my right to see Max also kneeling over the stranger as well, his face was damp, clear he had been crying but I didn’t blame him who wouldn’t

“He’s still alive” I stated, you could see his chest falling easily up and down “But we should probably call an ambulance”

“Yeah” he whispered still staring at the stranger

But then the staring stopped and the look of realisation spread across his features as his eyes opened wider

“OH SHIT!” he shouted, not once taking his eyes off the stranger he bolted up from his spot and ran, only ramming himself into a wall, he stumbled around and fell hard on his butt. I sniggered but quickly covered my mouth before in turned to laughter but turning serious quickly I asked him

“Who is it Max?”

[Max’s POV]

I felt dizzy, I was toppled on by a half dead man, the smell of blood lingered so strongly in the air and I just rammed myself into a wall.

“Who is it Max?” my sister asked, scared

I breathed deeply, it couldn’t be, but it was. I knew it was, that was his chain, looking through the open door his car was just parked there.

“Max?” my sister asked worried “who is this?!”

I swallowed the hard lump in my throat but it came back “Chris” I whispered

“Oh my gosh” my sister squeaked backing away slowly

“Let’s call that ambulance” I stated quietly, as I proceeded to get up, I was held down by my wrist

“Chris?” I whispered softly, I wanted to touch him but other people’s blood drive me crazy and no not in the twilight way

“Max” he groaned softly not moving “Don’t…go” he whispered before going back to his unconscious state

[Chris’ POV]

I tried to pry my eyes open but a bright light suddenly seeped through so I closed them again quickly. Everywhere hurt especially my face. I couldn’t even bring myself to smile and I really wanted to. I was so lucky I didn’t kill myself there. What Erick didn’t wasn’t good enough, just a few cuts and bruises and the blood was drying before I even got close to Max’s house, I had to take matters into my own hands.

“Chris?” I felt a cold but gentle hand stroke my face, I opened my eyes again adjusting them to the light, I was lying where I dropped by the front door but it was closed and my head was propped on a pillow and my face felt clean”

“Max” I smiled as warmly as I could but he gave me a weird look before composing himself quickly

“Should I call an ambulance?”

“No, I’m good” I felt fine besides the pain

“What happened to you?” he whispered gently. Well I drove to your house and found a lone brick by the sidewalk. Walking away from your house I smashed my head and face but not as hard, I did this till I felt blood pouring heavily from my  face, I chucked the brick but I don’t know where it landed as I was starting to feel like I was going to die. Then I walked back to your house where I collapsed on you. But instead of that long story I put it into simpler terms:

“Erick” I groaned, I tried to keep my smile at bay so I wouldn’t look retarded

Max gasped he looked so upset and disappointed, he quickly covered his mouth but it wasn’t because of the shock he looked really sick

“Are you okay Max?” I lifted up my heavy arm and stroked his face

He shook his head furiously “I don’t understand I cleaned all the blood but I can still smell it, and just knowing it belongs to someone else is making me sick”

I stared at his shirt, Max followed my eyes and grimaced “Oh God” he quickly shot his head in the air, his shirt was completely drenched in blood, probably from when I fell on him “Hold on let me change”

…………………………..

He soon came running back down the stairs, being care full not to step on me “So sorry” he said “I wish you were on the couch but you’re so heavy and if you got any blood on the seat my mom will kill me”

I chuckled at his cuteness “What time is it?”

“Its 5pm”

“Wow knocked out for 3 hours” it was about 2 when I rang on his doorbell

“Yep” he replied

“You’re parents not home?”

“Nope, God knows where they are”

I was just about to ask about his sister when she came flittering in from the kitchen with a glass of water she kneeled down beside me, I had never seen her before but heard of her. She was beautiful just like Max. She had the same coloured dark brown hair but longer and with side bangs and her were just as blue and big, it was scary how much they looked like each other

“Here” she helped me drink the water and then she took it from my lips leaving it beside me. “I’m going to go upstairs now” I smiled gratefully at her before looking back at Max

“Are you sure you don’t want me to call?”

“I’m sure Max, but I will go to a hospital” I didn’t want any internal bleeding, if I was going to die I had to finish this first

“Okay I’ll drive you there” he smiled with me returning it. “Now” he began “What happened?”

I took a deep breath before starting “Well, I confronted Erick at your school to you know, hold a truce… for your sake of course” he nodded listening intently “Next thing you know he pushes me and I get angry so we’re shoving each other about”

“I see”

“Yeah, and then he goes mad and just starts swinging relentless punches, I’m begging him to stop and then he grabs my head and starts smacking it against the sidewalk. I don’t know how I managed but I was able to push him off me and run to my car and I guess fate took me here”

He looked deeply confused he opened his mouth, about to say something but quickly closed it “I can’t believe Erick did this…just doesn’t seem like he would go that far”

“Are you saying I did this to myself?!” looking hurt, feeling smug

He gasped “No, no I'm not, I'm sorry” Max quipped

“We need to call the police” I stated firmly

“What? Why?!”

“He attacked me Max! If I didn’t push him off me, he would have killed me! Do you want that kind of animal to be free!?”

“Bu-but it’s Erick!” as if that was an excuse “His whole life would be ruined!”

“He almost killed me Max! I thought you would be more understanding than this” he looked hurt when I said this but it’s true I didn’t expect him to react like this

“No…I’m sorry” he looked down at his lap sadly playing with his phone

“Max, I’m sorry, come here” reaching out gently I pulled him towards me catching his lips in mine kissing him softly, I tried to deepen the kiss but he pulled away. I didn’t bother questioning his reluctance “Look, I’ll do it myself” before he could protest I snatched the phone out of his hands and slid the bar on his Iphone unlocking it

“Wait Christopher! Let’s just calm down first”

“No!” I half growled causing him to flinch “I’m your boyfriend and he almost ended my life or does that mean nothing to you?” I spat. He looked down at his lap again, that kept him quiet for good. I quickly dialled 911 and the phone picked up instantly

“911 what’s your emergency?” the voice of the monotonous lady asked

“There’s been an attack”