Irish Girls a Niall Horan love story

Shut The Hell Up

*Niall*

"I'M FUCKING DONE!' I slammed the door behind me as i stormed out of the recording studio. Once again one of the few solos i got for our new CD was given to Zayn. It was the fifth one this week and i was sick of saying 'no, its OK you sound better any way'.

"Fuck you Niall' i heard harry open the door and whisper-yell in my face. "Why the hell are you so upset? It's one seven second solo!"

"It's not just one! it's the fifth one this week!" I was steaming, i was pissed at the world, and every thing in it. I pulled out the pack of Zayns cigarettes i stole from his jacket this morning when he was doing his hair, god he's conceded! I almost never smoked only when i was in my Pissed-off-at-the-world mood. i pulled out one and lit it up, taking one long drag i took it from my lips and blew the smoke in Harry's face.

"Give me that, Niall", harry sneered, i've never seen him smoke before. But i wasn't going to stop him from having a cigarette. so i threw him the pack. "Not that!' His hand was reaching towards the cig in my mouth, it wasn't even half way gone and i was going to finish it.

"Shove it Haz, now why don't you run along and record your solos like the little yes man you are." He hated it when any one besides the girl he was screwing called him Haz. Witch is exactly why I said it. My cig was almost gone now so i took one final drag, blew the smoke right in harry's pissed off face and stomped it out. "I need a drink.'

"Niall, you need to come back in side! Your'e making Zayn upset..."

"Like i care what pretty boy thinks." I thew back at him. Why the hell was he always siding with Zayn?

"It not his fault he sounds better then you" Harry whispered under his breath. i probably wasn't ment to hear that. I tried to make my self look like i was calming down.

"harry can i tell you something?" i looked at the ground so he coulden't see how pissed i was.

"You can tell me any thing Ni." Harry visibly relaxed. He slouched his shoulders and i could almost see a smile creeping on to his lips. once he was facing me, my hands balled into fists and i pulled my arm back. Punching my band mate squarely in the face.

"You need to learn to shut the HELL up!" i screamed at the crouched down harry who was holding his nose. With that I started to walk down the sidewalk outside the recording studio like nothing had hppened.

"What the ACTUAL FUCK NIALL", I head Haz scream at my back still on the steps. all of a sudden i herd cameras flashing and like six paparazzi came running out of the bushes. screaming about what just happened. Oh, well they already have the pictures and probably a video of Harry and mine's argument. No use in denying it now, well i could but you know what fuck it!

So i trued around and fliped the bird at Harry, the paps, and the rest of the world.

Next thing i needed was a cab to take me to a pub that was open all night so i could drink the day away.

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