~ O L I V I A 'S - P O V~
I sprinted as fast as I could to Niall's car. Pressed the button on the car key to open the doors and hopped in.
I thought about all of them girls laughing at me and before I knew it tears were trickling down my face.
I just wanted to know what Niall was doing but I really didn't want to be in there.
~N I A L L ' S - P O V~
I didn't like how they was talking about Olivia.
I looked down at her, noticing she looked upset.
She didn't deserve this.
I pulled her close and whispered "Just ignore them." Causing her to look up and shoot me a small smile, then continue to look at the ground.
We was almost at the door when...
I heard "SLAG!" being shouted towards Olivia, that made me angry!
Olivia is not a slag! Well, I hope, I mean, I haven't known her that long, so you know...
But, she doesn't look like a slag.
I could feel a small amount of anger beginning to grow inside of me, getting stronger as they continued to call her names.
I pushed the items I was holding into Olivia's arms and began to walk over to the ladies.
I looked back and noticed Olivia wasn't there.
She must have took the food to the car.
As I reached the girls I slammed my fist down, on the table for dramatic effect, but... mainly to grab their attention.
"H-hi!" Girl number one waved, smiling up at me. I just stood still, thinking of my next move.
"A-are you, are you Niall Horan?!?" Girl number two screamed, giving me a headache.
"Finally you ditched that bitch and realised we're better." Girl number three laughed, causing girl number one and two to join in.
"Just shut the fuck up." I Demanded. Excuse my language, but it had to be said. Yes. I know. I didn't have to swear, I just want them to know not to mess with me.
"Which one called Olivia a slag?" I asked, trying keep myself calm.
It was silent for a while until one of them had the guts to speak up.
"Who's Olivia?" Girl number two questioned, twiddling her -fake- blonde hair around her index finger.
"The girl, that was just with me." I explained, keeping my cool.
Yes Niall! Stay cool!
"Oh her! I said it, I mean did you see her hooker outfit?" Girl number one spoke, scrunching her face up in disgust.
Hooker outfit?
They were Spongebob pyjamas, for crying out loud!
Oh so, every 10 year old who wears Spongebob Squarepants pyjamas is a hooker?
I turned to face her, examining her facial features, she actually could look pretty, if she didn't wear all that makeup.
After taking in her appearance, I looked around thinking of something to say.
That's when I noticed it!
The drink beside her.
Well, you know what happens next...
Well don't mind if I do, I thought as I picked up the beverage, taking the lid off.
"Hey! That's min-" She began, but stopped herself once the Chocolate milk had covered her body.
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