Always

Chapter 27

LISSA

        The morning came and went and I still didn't wake up. I had to hatch a new plan of getting Niall back before he did something terrible to Madrid because I overslept, but thankfully slept away my hangover. Whilst waking up I looked over and Xander and pondered on his figure. He looked exhausted even in his sleep. I also realized I had only known him for a matter of weeks and here we were in the midst of our 3rd or 4th sleepover. He was nice though, just the distraction I had needed, of course the girls were fantastic, but they all had their boyfriends which were best mates with Niall. 

        Now I needed Xander's help even though he'd already helped me multiple times. I also wondered why the hell he was spooning my leg. I furrowed an eyebrow and kicked my leg, in the process waking him up and hitting his face with my small foot. He groaned and his voice cracked horridly as he whined. I laughed my ass off.  Xander didn't laugh very much just rubbed his face. We decided to plan over breakfast, which was frozen french toast sticks since Mae had brought them after seeing the lack of calories in my refrigerator. 

        "So what are you going to do to get him back? And what are you going to make me do?" Xander sighed. I paused and thought about it for a little while thinking over the plan and then nodded. I got out my phone and tapped send. I had prepared an email for Xander, I sent it to him because I had already wrote everything down. Xander heard his phone buzz and went into the living room and dug it out of the sofa. He opened the email just sent to him. He looked at me confused for a second but continued to read. After a moment Xander put his phone.

        "I'm pretty sure three fourths of your plan is illegal." Xander stated firmly. I rolled my eyes.

        "Only the things you are tasked with." I say like its an obvious fact.

       "And that makes me feel so much better. When are we doing this?" I thought for a second when was Xander's workplace open?

        "Tuesday night." I answer crisply. Again Xander sighs. 

        "Working on a Tuesday night? That's when Drake and lots of dishonest people come." he complained. I just rolled my eyes and sent a quick group message to everyone, including Niall. 

        Tuesday night come as you are around 10 pm and wear something modest its a Tuesday.

        I bit my lip and hoped that Niall wouldn't just view my message, but R.S.V.P. if that was too much to ask. The girls all replied with yeses but were a little curious at the least. I also invited the girls over to get dolled up. Then I looked at the top of my screen and the time. I fell off my chair. 

        "Are you alright?" 

        "NO! I already missed the first fifteen minutes of self defense class." I rushed into the bathroom and brushed my bright blonde locks. After putting on mascara and some sensible workout clothes I gave a farewell to Xander and sped to the outskirts of town and to the gym. Traffic wasn't as heavy because most people were already where they needed to be for the morning. I got there 10 minutes after looking at the time on my phone. The first match was already in motion so I did some warm up stretches and ran over to Mae who was holding hands with Harry who stood by Niall. I decided to grow a pair and stand by Niall.

        I cleared my throath and soflty asked, "Did you get my text?" He said nothing at first, but then nodded curtly. His jaw was clenched and I saw that his fists were balled up tightly. He wasn't looking at me, but directly at some one else. I followed his line of eyesight. I gasped as I saw Madrid slip into the large room. He wore basketball shorts and a tshirt that showed muscle. He automatcally linked his line of sight with mine. I looked away quickly as he swiftly walked towards me. 

        "Hey, I heard from David that you went here... not so much of a self defense class with all the..." he trailed off and looked at the people grunting and hitting on the matts in the center of the room. 

        "Madrid is it?" Niall said coldly. I never told David what gym I went to. I looked at Niall and horror as I thought of how David and Niall had talked at the office building. Did he really talk about me that much? He must of told David to pass it on to Madrid. But Niall wasn't mad at me or Niall at the time, just hurt. But maybe I had missed it, the rage, the jealousy. 

        "Why don't I teach you your first lesson on the matts." Niall grabbed his shoulder without breaking anything of Madrid's. They walked over to the matts and Mae, Harry, and I followed anxiously. 

        "We are going to start with a basic fighting stance and just fo a free-for-all." they got in position opposite of each other. Madrid didn't look very worriesome.

        "So you very-" Niall swung at Madrid with brutal force, striking his face with his fist, "close to Lissa?" Madrid looked scared shitless now. But, he stayed in the ring and glanced at me longingly. Niall looked at him and followed his gaze. He got even more furious. He grabbed Madrid's shoulders, pulled him towards him and brought his knee up to Madrid's crotch. Madrid leaned over and grunted loudly. Everyone in the room looked over to them, even the people fighting. Harry reluctantly waved them off and they continued their brawls.

        "We-we just work together." Madrid grunted with effort to stay standing. I bit my lip nervous.

        "That's complete bullshit I know you", Niall punched Madrid, "took," He hit him again right in the stomach, "her from me." Madrid took a blow to his chin. 

        "It wasn't like that, it was just a one time-" Madrid sentenced was ended abruptly when Niall hit him in the nose. He started to bleed. Niall shoved him to the ground and got on top of him. He began to repeatedly punch him again and again. My eyes watered I was so frightened. 

        "STOP! NIALL PLEASE STOP!" I was gripping Niall's shoudler as I begged for him to stop hurting him. 

        "I don't know what hurts worse," Niall hit Madrid again, "that you would fuck this guy, "He punched Madrid harder, "or that you would defend him." I looked at Niall and saw he had a stream of tears slipping from his cheek. I put a hand on his split knuckles and swiped the tears away. 

        "Why do you do this to me?" Niall looked like his anger had boiled down. But then he frowned and turned to Madrid who was still lying beneath him. He then punched him in the face and stood up. I thought he would stop right as he kicked Madrid in the gut. He kept kicking harder and harder. I screamed for him to stop, everyone around us had circled us, but didn't do anything because they knew they couldn't stop Niall. 

        Harry tried to pry him away as Niall puched and shoved him away and tried to beat Madrid at the same time. I didn't dare cry but I was on the brink of doing so. Harry was able to pull Niall away for a second and I stood between Niall and Madrid. Niall looked at me with dangerous eyes. I was so scared of him. Those eyes were the same as the eyes of some one that had made me move away from my home because I was so scared. I was mortified. Niall walked up to me. We were chest to chest. We were both breathing heavily. 

        He looked directly into my eyes and his facial expression softened when he saw how terrified I was of him. I straightened up my face when I realized how weak I must have looked. People rushed to Madrid and some one called an ambulance. When it arrived Niall and I were still standing in the same position, not saying a word, just staring into each others eyes as if we could tell explain everything through them. 

        I hoped that my plans wouldn't be ruined because of this, I wasn't sure if I could do this after seeing him a state of complete rage. He saw the fear in my eyes and that's what had stopped him, it had made me wonder why he had stopped. I wanted to ask him so many questions but instead I plainly said, "Come Tuesday night."