Erin [editing]

TWENTY-TWO| snitches get stitches

"What the hell's going on?" Niall asked as soon as I arrived back to school.

Gray dropped me off at school because he wanted to bring his sister some Chipotle. He's so sweet, I would've never brought anyone any food. I guess I'm selfish, no fucking surprise there.

I groaned at the sight of him. "What the fuck are you doing here?"

"Believe me, I'd rather be in my bed," Niall muttered.

I rolled my eyes. "Nothing happened, good-fucking-bye, Niall."

"Your friend called me. What'd you do?" Niall asked again.

We were causing a scene and Niall didn't seem to care. I huffed and waited for Niall to just go.

"I just had lunch with my friend," I groaned. "And friend? What friend of mine has your number?"

"What's the blokes name you went to lunch with?" Niall asked. "I'm gonna kick his ass."

"No the fuck you won't, you mother fucking ass–"

"Don't," Niall interrupted me.

I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms. Nicola was making her way over to us. She gave Niall a nice hello and he smiled.

"I'm Nicola, her best friend," said Nicola. "I called you. She went out with Grayson Carter, a senior."

"Nicola!" I yelled.

Nicola turned to me. "I'm sorry, but he deserves to know! He's your father and I'm worried for you!"

"It isn't your fucking place to tell him! Get the fuck out of here asshole!" I yelled.

"Erin, calm down!" Niall growled at me and turned to Nicola. "Only Grayson?"

I eyed Nicola but she "ignored" me and turned to Niall. "No, she's also been going with Aaron Taylor too, he's also a senior."

"Are you fucking kidding me?!" I screamed.

Niall turned to Nicola and smiled. "Thank you for telling me, Nicola."

Nicola smiled and turned to me with a sad expression. "I really am sorry."

She walked away and I wanted to pull every fucking dread out of her fucking head. Why would she even do that to me? Niall took his off his ugly ass hat and sighed.

"Erin, just don't run away," he said and ran a hand through his hair before putting the hat back on.

"Whatever," I huffed.

"Erin, don't," Niall growled.

"Bite me, asshole," I said as I crossed my arms.

"Erin–"

"If I say okay will you leave?" I asked.

"Yes," Niall said.

"Fine, okay. There, now leave," I said.

"No hug goodbye?" Niall asked.

"No, now hurry before–"