Dangerous

Chapter 2

(A/N) This chapter is pretty much Chapter 1 in Niall's P.O.V.

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Niall's P.O.V.

*BEEP BEEP*

I quickly smash the alarm clock with my hand.

"Shit.." I mutter to myself.

I think I broke it.

I climb out of bed, and walk downstairs.

"Are you making me breakfast?" I ask my dad as I walk into the kitchen, towards the amazingly strong smell of bacon.

"No.. but you can have a piece before you go to the mall if you want." He said looking at me and frowning.

"What?"

"Where are those bruises from Niall?" He asks walking towards me, referring to the bruises on my chest and side.

"Nowhere." I walk past him and grab a piece of bacon.

He groans and gives me a disapproving look. "You need to stop getting into fights."

"I'll stop getting into fights when people stop being assholes." I say grabbing a shirt out of the dryer, then grabbing my car keys.

"Where are you going?" My dad asks crossing his arms.

"The mall." I reply slamming the front door on my way out.

Stupid fathers.

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"Get in the car." I say to my friend Zayn.

Zayn climbs in a smiles.

"What?" I ask starting the car.

"Got a new tattoo." He says with pride, showing me his arm.

"Dude that's sick!" I say looking at it closely.

It's a hand doing a 'rock on' sign.

"It only took like.. an hour to get done." He says as we continue down the highway.

We drive for a bit in silence, and then arrive in the mall parking lot.

Both of us climb out of my car, and walk in.

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After about an hour of Zayn trying to find some muscle shirts, he only bought two.

"You don't even have any muscle to fill those shirts." I say laughing at him.

"Shut up." He replies walking faster.

I laugh and look to my right.

There's a girl with long brown hair, and green eyes. Damn..

I check her out and she smiles at me.

I smirk back, and as I turn back to look ahead of me, I manage to bump into someone.

"Watch where you're going." I say looking down at the girl I just walked into.

I look down to see bright blue eyes, and blonde hair, similar looking to mine.

I give her a dirty look, then walk past her.

I keep walking, then feel someone tapping on my shoulder.

"Excuse me?" A soft voice asks as I turn around.

"What?" I reply looking at the girl I just bumped into.

"Are you related to anyone named Bobby Horan?" She asks looking up at me.

"Yeah he's my dad, how do you know him?" I ask back.

How does she know my dad?

"Nevermind.." She whispers turning around and walking off.

"Let's go." I hear her say to her friend.

Is she crying?

What?