Niall got off the bed and nearly broke Harry's skull open.
I screamed.
Broken glass went flying as Niall missed Harry's face and shattered a lovely new set of vases his mother supposedly gave him.
"Don't you ever intrude on us like this. She isn't your girlfriend. She's mine you bitch!" Niall boomed through his thick Irish accent.
I was scared. Niall was scary when he was angry but yet I felt protected.
"I love her." Harry said sheepishly and caringly as he looked straight at me with his big eyes. I blushed. Who wouldn't?!?! Harry punched Niall in the stomach to give Harry just enough time to step toward me.
He embraced me.
"Wha.." Harry cut me off with a kiss. Mmm.
I then felt Harry's body slowly lower down to my midsection.
Why was he doing this?!
I then realized that Harry was just punched by Niall so hard that he was knocked unconscious. I took a slow step back and Harry fell hard in the carpet.
The back of his head was very bloody. Terrible.
I knelt down next to Harry's lifeless body and kissed his forehead and then his cheek. His dimples were hard to resist.
