I walk downstairs, Niall stares at me uneasy. "What's up Ni?" I ask, sitting next to him on the couch. "Nothing, I..." he hesitates. "I have to pop out, be back later." He mumbles kissing me on the cheek before leaving our flat. I see Niall's fists are clenched as he leaves. I follow him.
He walks down main street, I think he's heading to the studio. Why wouldn't he tell me if he had to go record? I pop my head round the corner, he turns to look back, I pull away and stay against the wall for a while. I look again, he continues walking. I follow Niall after he turns the other corner. Sure he's going to the studio, I stop for coffee.
I grab a coffee and muffin for each of the boys and make my way to the studio to surprise Niall. I walk through the double doors and try to remember the way to their studio. As I walk up the stairs I hear a thud come from where I think the boys studio is, I walk a little faster. I find the boy's studio and walk in.
I stare, I don't see Louis, Liam or Zayn just Niall and Harry. Harry is on the floor, Niall is on top of him, battering him with balled fists. He looks up and stares at me. Harry's groaning on the floor, barely conscious, he has a bloodied nose, black eye, busted lip and a trail of blood down his cheek.
Harry was my best friend, seeing like this hurt, having it done by my boyfriend hurts so much more. "Niall!" I scream rushing to Harry's side and pushing Niall off of him. Niall had a bruised cheek and a slightly bloodied nose. "Georgia, it's not what it looks like..." he moans. "Well it looks like you've beat the crap out of Harry, Why?" I demand.
"He wanted me to dump you." he whispers. "What?" I ask stunned. "He wanted me to dump you because he likes you. Then he said if I didn't he'd just make something up to make you dump me and date him." He whines. I stared shocked for a while. "So you beat him up?" I mumble. "No he started on me, you could say it was self defence." Niall Whispers walking closer to me.
He hugs me close to his chest. "He's jealous of what I have." He grins, wincing at the pain. Nearby Harry groans in pain. "And what's that?" I question. "An intelligent, caring, perfect beautiful princess." He kisses my forehead. "you're my princess and my princess only." I blush, kissing him softly.
"I love you Niall, sorry for jumping to conclusions." I smile hugging him closer. "I love you more darlin'" He mumbles in my ear and picking me up bridal style.
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One Direction imagines *clean/dirty* REQUESTS!!!!!
أدب الهواةLovlies! clean and dirty imagines, take requests all of the time, will do more than one boy, even all if you want them;) i refuse to do boy x boy though! sorry! enjoy and inbox me or comment if you want to request!
