Niall kicked open the door. I heard it slam up against the wall and heard him storming up the stairs towards the bedroom. I was shaking, I looked up, and saw Niall, his face filled with anger.
"WHERE THE FUCK IS HE!?" He shouted at the top of his voice.
"I DON'T KNOW WHO YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT" I screamed at him, tears rolling down my cheeks.
"You know who I'm talking about." He growled. I broke down in tears and hid my face in my hands. I felt Niall coming towards me.
"Look, I'm sorry, but I know what he did." He said, calming down a little. I looked up at him.
"He forced me to do it...I-I didn't know what to do...I was scared." I said in a quiet voice. I heard a door slam downstairs.
"What was that?" Niall said looking behind him.
"I don't know..." I said, my voice trembling.
"NIALL, I KNOW YOU'RE HERE." A deep, raspy voice called out. Niall got up and walked downstairs. I got up and followed him. In front of us was a tall guy with curly, brown hair and emerald eyes.
"Ha-arry..." I said, starting to cry again. Niall grabbed him.
"You listen here, pull a stunt like that again, and you're fucking dead." Niall said.
"She's mine." Harry said. Niall punched him round the face and he fell to the floor. Niall turned around to me. I saw Harry getting up behind him...getting something out of his pocket, my eyes widened.
"NIALL LOOK OU-" And before I could warn him, Niall turned around and Harry stabbed him in the chest, he fell to the floor. I screamed, I was completly freaked out.
"NIALL!" I screeched at the top of my lungs. I dropped to my knees and cried. I looked up to Harry and saw an evil smirk on his face.
"You sick bastard!" I screeched at him. I looked at the knife in Niall's chest. I pulled it out and got up. I looked at Harry.
"What are you doing?" Harry said looking at me in shock. I ran up to him and stabbed him, he fell to floor and along I went with him. I sat on the cold floor, with his blood in my hands...I grabbed the knife and stabbed myself in the chest. I screamed in pain, and fell to the floor.
Dead.