I'm leaning on my locker studying for tomorrows exam when I glance up to Niall stumbling into the boy's restroom. "Oh god" I mumble, I put a bookmark in the page and quickly walk over to the restroom's, "Niall?" I slowly open the door to someone vomiting, I pushed a stall's door open to Niall hovering over the toilet, "Oh god Ni... what did you do?" I asked rubbing his back to comfort him, he stood up and flushed not making eye contact, "I'm fine Marcy" he said his voice slurred, he went past me still avoiding eye contact, I grabbed his chin and forced him to look at me. His eyes were glassy and dazed, "Oh god Niall.. You're already drunk? It's not even ten.." I said releasing my grip, I pushed my glasses back up my nose, "I'm not.. drunk" He said swaying alittle.. "Ok maybe alittle." he confessed hiccuping and giggling, "Ok, I'm taking you ho-" I was interupted by the rest room door swinging open hitting my head, My glasses almost flew off "Oh god! I'm so sorry" Mark said panicking slightly
