Niall walks down his empty school hallways, still looking around for Harry, though he possible won't be there, when he hears a shout.
"Get the fuck off of him!" a voice says.
Niall rounds the corner to see a short redhead on the ground with two boys standind over him, looking like they're having a massive stare down.
"Why were you bothering him?" the one with brown curls says.
"It's none of your business!" the other one, a blonde, spits, pushing the other boy back.
Before he can stop himself he's marching over to the boys.
"Hey, what's the problem?" he says softly, trying not to stir up anything.
The one with the curls speaks, "This douchebag was trying to beat this guy up."
"He pushed me!"
"He was pushed into you! That gives you no right to hurt him!"
Niall looks at the boy on the ground, a freshman, he assumes. "Go on to class."
The boy gets up and scurries down the hall and Niall sighs when the other blonde starts talking, "Who put you in charge of everything? Are you the king now, Horan?"
Niall shakes his head, "Just.. I don't want anyone in trouble, okay? I'm not 'king' of anything."
The blonde walks off muttering something that sounds like 'whatever horan.' and Niall turns to look at the curly haired one, "Um-"
"You're a good person." the boy tells him before walking off.
