Second Chances

Chapter 13

I pulled at the object and yanked it out of his pocket.

"What is this?" I snapped, holding the bullet in front of us.

"A bullet?" he replied, chuckling. "I'm fine, I only got hit with that," he pointed at it. "That's all." his hand tugged at his hair to pull it up off of his neck. I sighed.

"Yeah, okay." I let it fall to the empty street. "What now?" I looked towards Niall. He shrugged and looked around. What do you mean you don't know? So, what I'm hearing is I'm stuck here longer?

"Oh, that's okay. I'm fine with us walking." I say, shrugging my shoulders back. They gasped at me. Harry looked up from cleaning his cut and Niall just stared. I finally realized how stupid we must look, standing in the middle of an abandoned and wasted road. Well, bridge.

"You sure?" Harry laughed. Niall untensed. I nodded. "Okay. There's a motorcycle place down the street." he pulled out his now cracked phone. I couldn't even make out the screen. He squinted at it. "It's about... A mile?" he tried to read it before putting it in his pocket. "I don't know. Something like that. I'll just rent out two mortorcycles." he shrugged and laughed.

"You've got your licence this time, right?" Niall raised a brow.

"Yes!" Harry stood and pretended to hit him. He looked over to me and I forced a smile. "Let's um," he rubbed the back of his neck. "Want me to carry you?" he looked down to my leg. Without me realizing, my jeans were ripped open and a huge bruise was on my shin. Thankfully, no blood.

"Oh, gosh! I didn't see that!" I tried to close them and he laughed again. His laugh really is a lovely sound.

"You know that won't work?" Niall bent down and attempted to tie the loose strings of my jeans together. It closed, only leaving about an inch. I nodded to him and he flagged his arm

[Sorry omg this is so short, n]