Macy's POV:
The next day, I woke up by the sound of my phone. I sighed deeply, I was so tired! But eventually, I checked it. It was a text from Harry: "Hey, are you up for a coffee or something? :) x" I smiled, hanging out with Harry was always fun. I texted back: "Sure! What time & where? :) Xx" I got a text, saying at Starbucks in an hour. I had to hurry then! I quickly got dressed, and brushed my hair, as I quickly walked to the place where me & Harry would meet.
"Hey, Macy! Good to see you!" He gave me a big hug. "Good go see you too, Harry! And as you know, I'm always in for a coffee, haha!" "I knew that, haha!" We ordered our drinks and sat to a table in the corner.
"So, Mace... I actually wanted to talk to you about something..." He said, while looking down. "Yeah, I figured...," I said. "How did you know that?" "Harry, I've known you for so many years, I can tell when something's going on!" "Yes, that's true..." "So, tell me what you wanted to tell!" "Right, ehm... So yesterday I listened to your album..." "Oh my gosh, you hate it, don't you?" I kind of paniced. "No, not at all, I really love it, but that's not what I was going to say..." "Oh, I'm sorry, go on."
"So what I wanted to say, is that, when I was listening to your CD, Liam came into my room." My heart was beating in my throat. My face turned pale. "He came to borrow my guitar. And then, he heard your song playing, and he said he loved it." "He did?" I was really surprised. "Yes, he did, and then he asked me who the singer was. I abstained him, but he asked to borrow it from me. So I ripped it and gave him a copy..." He looked guilty. "But what am I supposed to do now? I really don't want to lie to them...", I asked him.