They Don't Know About Us

Fighting

"Nicole?" I hear Niall ask. I didn't look up, because he'd see my tear-stained face. I heard him walk over to me, and sit beside me on my bed. He sighed, "I'm really sorry, Nicole. I shouldn't have attacked Zayn."

I looked up at him, my face wet from my tears. A glare formed on my face, "Niall, why would you go do that? You were arguing over me, when you didn't even know my opinion in all of it."

I saw Niall staring at me, "Is your lip bleeding?"

"That doesn't matter!" I yelled.

"I know I shouldn't have done it..." Niall mumbled, "I'm really sorry, love."

I frowned, "Don't call me 'love' when I'm yelling at you. You and Zayn are best friends, why did you attack him?"

"Well, love just takes over you," Niall muttered. I sighed, "Just go apologize to Zayn."

Niall walked out of my room, and I laid my back on my comforter. Why is everything so complicated? Why can't my life be simple?

I stared at my ceiling. Then, Niall walked back in, "I apologized," he announced. I smiled, "Good."

Niall walked over to my bed, and sat beside me. I sat up.

"You know, I hate it when you get angry," Niall said, "Because you won't let me do this."

He crashed his lips onto mine. I kissed him back. I wrapped my arms around his neck, an he wrapped his arms around my waist. He pulled me closer to him. He deepened the kiss.

"Whoa, get a room," I heard Louis say. Niall and I instantly parted.

"Louis, get a life," Niall replied. Louis pretended to look offended. Niall frowned, "Wait, we are in a room."


Louis rolled his eyes, "Well, I guess I'll have to work on my insults, sorry."

"Why did you come in here, anyways?" I asked, trying to change the subject.

"We're gonna watch a movie, wanna join?" Louis asked.

"Sure, I just need to shower first," I replied. Louis grinned deviously, "Well, I assume Niall will be joining you, so I'll leave you two alone."

"Louis, stop being a pervert," Niall muttered as Louis left.

"No can do!" Louis called. Niall rolled his eyes, and also left. I grabbed a pair of pajamas. I took a quick shower, and then threw on my pajamas. I walked downstairs, where the boys were setting up a movie. I sat beside Niall. I noticed that Zayn was sitting on the couch on the other side of the room, away from Niall. I assume he's worried that I'm mad at him, or he's worried Niall's still mad at him. Harry walked downstairs, wearing nice clothes.

"Where are you going?" Louis asked. Harry looked in the mirror, fixing his hair, "Um, I'm going clubbing with Marie."

Liam frowned, "Are you sure it's a good idea to take her?"

Harry shrugged, "She's almost 19 and she can legally drink. So, it will be fine."

Harry started to walk towards the door. Louis called after him, "Use protection!"

Harry just waved his hand back to say whatever, "Okay, Louis."

Louis grinned, "Wow, you said something besides shut up!"

"Well, I wanted to make you happy, Boobear," Harry answered.

"THANKS HAZZA!" Louis screeched. Harry walked out the door.

"How much you wanna bet that he's gonna get wasted?" Niall asked. Everyone's hand shot up. I laughed, and stuck my hand in the air. Zayn started up the movie. I leaned against Niall's shoulder and watched the movie.
*

I woke up at around three in the morning. I yawned, and felt that Niall's arms were wrapped around me. His head was rested against the back of the couch, and he was asleep. I carefully pulled his arms off of me, so I wouldn't wake him up. I stood up, and walked over to the TV. It was on, so I shut it off. I heard someone yawn, and turned around to see Louis.

"What time is it...?" He mumbled, groggily.

"I think it's around three in the morning," I mumbled.

"Oh, well, we should probably go to bed," Louis mumbled.

"Should we wake the others?" I asked. Louis shook his head, "nah, let's let them sleep."

I nodded, and started to walk towards the stairs, when I heard pounding on the door. Louis and I looked at each other.

"W-Who do you think it is?" I asked, nervously.

"Stay here," Louis commanded. He didn't have to tell me twice. I nodded, and Louis walked towards the door. I stood in the living room, carefully listening. I heard the door open.

"Take him the hell away from me!" I heard someone yell. Was that.... Marie? I started towards the door. I stood in the corner, peeking in. Harry was over Marie's shoulder.

"Take his dunk ass off of me!" Marie yelled at Louis, angrily. Louis helped Harry off of Marie, and helped him inside. Harry was pretty much passed out.

"What happened?" Louis asked, confused.

"H-He made out with some slut in front of me!" Marie cried, I could see tears brimming in her eyes. Then as glare was plastered on her face, "Tell Harry that he can date that slut! Because we're through!"

Marie slammed the door behind her, and ran off crying. I walked out from behind the corner. Louis had Harry awkwardly over his shoulder. Louis sighed, "Damn Harry. What the hell did you do?"

I followed behind Louis and Harry. Louis dragged Harry into the living room. He tossed him onto the couch where Niall was sitting. Harry fell on top of Niall. Louis started to walk out of the room, and towards the stairs.

"Louis, why is Harry wasted and on top of me?" Niall asked, groggily.

"Ask Nicole," Louis mumbled, and trudged up the stairs to his room. Niall looked at me, "Well?"

"Ask Harry..." I mumbled, and trudged up the stairs. I saw Niall push Harry off of him. I went up to my room, and climbed into my bed.