Spying on One Direction

Chapter 8

“Liam, Louis, Harry,” I cried at the top of my lungs, watching in shock as the two boys rolled on the floor, fists flying. What if they hurt themselves? Are the other boys strong enough to stop them from fighting? Then I paused. I could stop them from fighting! I am trained in fighting and medical things! But, would it blow my cover? I heard a sickening crunch as Zayn’s fist connected to Niall’s face, and decided I didn’t care if my cover was blown. I only cared about Niall.

I took a step towards them, and Liam, Louis, and Harry burst into the kitchen. “What the hell is going on,” Harry yelled, watching horrified as Niall and Zayn fought. Niall punched Zayn in the gut and he let out a little groan of pain. Niall had a split lip that was bleeding, and Zayn had a nose bleed. There was blood all over the kitchen and it just sickened me that these best mates can beat the living crap out of each other.

“Make them stop,” I said pleadingly and the boys rushed forward to try to pry Zayn and Niall apart. Before they got to them though, Zayn shoved Niall up against the wall and delivered several punches to my poor Niall’s skull. Niall instantly slackened and I realized that he had passed out. Louis and Harry took Zayn away from Niall, whom he was still beating, not realizing he was unconscious. Liam picked Niall up gently and I followed him into the living room as he laid Niall onto the couch.

I rushed to the couch quickly and sat next Niall, laying his head on my lap and stroking his hair. I put my head and arms in his chest, appearing to be hugging him, but I was actually checking for broken bones. I’ve been trained to tell broken bones from minor injuries, and was relived to feel that he had no broken bones. I leaned over his head and gently kissed his forehead.

Zayn, Harry, and Louis walked into the room and took seats in the living room. Zayn was on the sofa nearest to me and I tensed. I felt Niall breathing gently and I relaxed. “So Zayn, why were you and Niall fighting,” Liam asked in his daddy direction tone. Zayn shifted uncomfortably. “Niall and I had a disagreement,” he said quietly.

I laughed bitterly. All the boys’ eyes quickly looked at me and I shrugged. “I find it funny that you call why Niall was bad you a disagreement,” I said coldly. Zayn looked hurt, while the other lads looked confused. “Jocelyn, I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to I just-“

“You didn’t mean to what Zayn,” I yelled at him, “You didn’t mean to kiss me, force yourself onto me, or you didn’t mean to beat the living shit out of Niall and make him pass out! Which one is it, huh?” He gulped and Louis was swiftly to his feet. “You… forced yourself onto her,” Louis asked, voice seething with rage. Zayn sunk back into the couch a little more, frightened by Louis, and nodded, looking down guiltily.

“What the hell Zayn,” Louis screamed, “You know Niall loves her!”  I looked at Louis confused. “He…Niall loves me,” I asked, smiling slightly at the unconscious Niall. “Um, you weren’t supposed to know that,” Louis said, “Niall told us to keep it secret.” I smiled and ran my fingers in Niall’s hair. Liam coughed uncomfortably. “Jocelyn,” he started, “We have to take Niall to the hospital. He could be seriously injured!” I sighed. “He’s fine Liam,” I muttered sternly. “No he’s not! Zayn just beat him up and he could have broken bones or worst,” Liam exclaimed. “He doesn’t have broken bones,” I snapped. “I felt none! I know some techniques to tell if he has some or not,” I added, tightening my grip on Niall.

Liam looked at me, confused, eyebrows scrunched together. “Are you a nurse or something,” Harry asked, probably voicing Liam’s thoughts. I contemplated the lie, and nodded. “Yes I am. And right now, Niall need rest. It’s freaking one in the morning, and I probably could have dealt with Niall and Zayn my own,” I said, “So let’s all just get back to bed. Everyone nodded, and Harry came over and scooped Niall in his arms. I looked at him consumed and he just said, “You probably can’t carry him up the stairs. He weighs a million kilograms.” I nodded, chuckling at his comment.