Only Love Can Kill Me... (A One Direction FanFiction)

Chapter 7 - Bamboozlement

Luke 6:37 - Judge not, and you will not be judged; condemn not, and you will not be condemned; forgive, and you will be forgiven.

**GUYS I AM SO SO SO SO SO SORRY FOR NOT UPLOADING AFTER ALMOST A MONTH. AND THIS CHAPTER IS REALLY REALLY SHORT. I APOLOGIZE IN ADVANCE. I HAVE AN EXPLANATION ABOUT THE LATENESS IN THE END OF THE CHAPTER. FORGIVE ME.**

Warning: This chapter contains some intimacy that is not suitable for ages 12 and below.

Chapter 7 - Bamboozlement

[Harry's POV]

I ran.

Blood was pumping in my ears, pounding in my head, threatening to spill out of my existence.

The door to Niall's room was only a short distance away, a few more steps.

The hallways were nasty, dim, dark, mystical. My hard footsteps thumped against the cold hard ground, echoing off the ugly ancient walls surrounding it.

There. Right there. The only green door at the end.

I faced it and caught my breath.

The sensation of intimacy was still there, stinging my lips and tickling my innards. If I felt this much "pleasure" and it was only half of what Isla was experiencing...it must be a real good make out session for them brain stop stop thinking just stop.

I reached up the handle but didn't open it because a very displeasing thought shot through me: what if Isla and Niall were in a very intimate position? There was a bed there. And what, I just barge in casually when they were making love? No. But if I let them be I would hate myself forever for not stopping them. For giving Isla over to-

Ohhh such pleasure kiss me more Niall-

WAIT THIS SENSATION WAS COMING FROM KISSING NIALL. THIS WAS WEIRD. THIS HAD TO STOP. RIGHT NOW.

You know what? I'll think of the consequences of bombarding in this room later.

I turned the handle hard and pushed.

What I saw was something like a scene from a rated R movie.

Niall had Isla pressed against the wall, and Isla wasn't even fighting him. She was bloody enjoying his company. And they both didn't seem to acknowledge my loud entrance.

Maybe I should leave. Maybe I should leave before they both realized my presence.

Or maybe I should break their make out session or-

Ok first option out because Niall suddenly cocked his head towards me.

I stood there, movement abruptly abandoning me, awkwardly, as I stared into Niall's bl- green eyes? Oh he was definitely Changing alright.

Niall seemed confused. His face was a distortion of emotions. He unglued himself from Isla and walked one stepped towards me, then another, then collapsed on the floor.

Wait what?

He just....fainted?

Or he...slept?

Was he trying to bamboozle me or-

I looked up from his immobile body into Isla's now bronze pair of eyes, staring at me with her head leant against the wall, one heeled booted foot bent on the knee.

And she smirked.

She...didn't seem surprised by Niall's abrupt flop.

Out of all the times she could've smirked at me...she chose this moment?

It could've been my turn to pass out from all the perplexing.

***so i lost my laptop.

yep.

and i had almost half of this chapter there.

im sorry. and i had other major school projects to do. this week was the term break but i went on vacation. im sorry.

im sorry im sorry im sorry please forgive me.

i lost most of my files (ones i havent uploaded to google drive) and most of my pics and vids and blah. I hope you understand.

AND I HOPE THE GUY WHO TOOK IT RETURNS IT HI IF UR ReADING THIS :)

and so yeah. i havent uploaded Classified Information bc thats a harder one to make bc im planning on a really complex betrayal plot and blah bc it's an action spy story and yeah im trying.

so theres that and sorry for the long A/N and thank you and comment vote and stuff yeah okay ily and sorry!***

**uploaded: 31 march 2013**