Something Great (Niall Horan)

Chapter 28 - Drunken Anger

Chapter 28 - Drunken Anger

§•Ashton's POV•§

Once everyone is outside, Niall and I head to my room. We both sit on my bed, scrolling through our phones. Niall is at least smart enough to not read hate. Let's just hope he doesn't start listening to the voices.

"Ash?" Niall questions. I look up at him.

"Yeah?" I ask.

"When was the last time you heard the voices?" Niall asks me. I pale. What is with him and these questions?

"Erm, a month ago ish." I say. Niall's eyes widen.

"What do you mean a month ago, it's been forever since you've cut." Niall says.

"Yeah, but I still hear them." I say. Jeez, he's making me uncomfortable.

"Oh ok." Niall says.

"Do the voices ever not talk to you?" I ask Niall. He slowly shakes his head.

"Nonstop, even when I sleep." Niall says.

"That's part of the reason you don't sleep." I point out. He nods.

"I think we should shoot them with Nerf guns." Niall says, pointing to the window. I grin evilly, and run to grab some Nerf guns. I give Niall one, and we head over to the window.

"Ready?" I ask Niall. We have a perfect shot of all of them.

"Yup." Niall nods. We take aim, and start to shoot them all with Nerf bullets.

"Nashton!" Hannah yells at us. We laugh as we shoot. I watch as Niall aims for Kristin's arse. Cocky lad.

"Niall Horan!" Kristin yells at him.

"Had to!" Niall yells to her.

"Open fire!" Michael yells, to Luke. Oh no. They have the hose. We pull our guns inside, and fumble trying to shut the window. Niall and I are soon soaking wet. Niall slams the window shut. Nice one Mikey, you got his sweatshirt wet.

"He soaked my sweatshirt!" Niall exclaims. And now he is pissed off. Niall storms out of my room. Mikey sucks. I follow after Niall, who is clearly planning Michael's death.

"Niall!" I yell at him.

"He got my sweatshirt wet!" Niall exclaims.

"We can dry it!" I yell at him.

"That's not the point!" He says, clearly aggravated. He storms out to the pool, and walks up to Michael.

"You got my sweatshirt wet." Niall growls in his face.

"And? You can dry it." Mikey says, not seeing what Niall means.

"That's not the point!" Niall yells at him.

"There is no point!" Michael exclaims.

"We simply shot you with Nerf guns, they was no reason to fucking soak us! You got my sweatshirt wet!" Niall yells.

"Should've closed the window faster." Michael shrugs. That was a mistake. Niall tackles him to the ground, landing punches on his stomach. I kind of want to watch them fight it out.

"Someone pull him off!" Abby exclaims. Everyone looks at me.

"I say let them fight, Mikey shouldn't have soaked him." I shrug. Abby glares at me. Niall now proceeds to punch Michael in the face. You can see how bad Michael wants to push him off. But if Michael is the reason his sweatshirt rips, he will be dead. Niall stands up, kicking Michael into the pool.