Chapter 36: Casino Night

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Here's the next chapter and hopefully we'll get another one in tonight!

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Paige's POV:

Everyone had gone into their rooms to change so I was sitting on the sofa in the living room, nervously tapping my foot. I could hear Niall and Tyler together in the kitchen. That was not good. At all. I didn't know what the hell they were doing together but I didn't like it. Not one bit. Suddenly the clinking sounds of silverware stopped as they both walked in an sat on the sofa opposite me. It was silent, not the comfortable kind, the awkward try not to make eye contact or say anything kind. "Aren't you happy I came back early?" Tyler asked, hurt showing in his dark brown eyes.

"No no trust me I'm really glad your here. It was just bad timing I guess." I replied, laughing nervously.

"Yeah I noticed. Soo you and Harry?" He asked, tilting his head slightly.

"Um yeah." I agreed.

I heard Niall snort, looking away angrily. "What's your problem?" I snapped.

"What do you think? I mean I get your stop mad but you don't have to rub it in my face." Niall said, his fists clenched by his side.

"I'm not rubbing anything in your face! And maybe we wouldn't be mad if you could take responsibility and apologize!" I yelled, throwing a pillow at Nialls face.

"I'm trying to! It's not easy when everyone hates you."

"Shut up I'm not going to pity you! You brought this all on yourself!" I yelled, standing up.

"You made me! I didn't want it to be like this but you pushed me to it. First it was Tyler, now it's Harry. How come you can just get over me that easy? Some commitment that is." Niall said, his blue eyes flashing.

"Don't talk to me about commitment Niall. You know exactly what you did and what your still doing. I've had enough of all your bullshit we all have so just stop!"

"FINE IM SORRY ALRIGHT." Niall yelled, getting up and heading into the hall.

The door slammed behind him, shaking the frames. I let out a sigh, flopping onto the couch and laying my hands in my head. Why did it have to be like this.

"Paige?" Tyler said gently, looking at me from across the room.

"I'm sorry you had to see that." I apologized, grateful as he came over with a kind smile.

"No it's fine. I'm sorry he acts like that. Actually he's quite nice when you aren't around. I think he's just...jealous for lack of a better word. " Tyler explained, giving me a small one armed hug.

"I'm so confused. I don't even know anymore. But I'm glad your back. I guess that means training is starting back up?" I asked with a small laugh.

"You know it. How about tonight we go for a jog? I heard that your fighting Chris Garcia from New York. His stamina is through the roof."

We sat there for a few minutes, discussing statistics. Then a door opened and Harry walked out, sending a glare Tyler's way before sitting next to me and purposefully draping his arm over my shoulder. As always I could feel my heart beat a little faster from every touch.

"I can tell when I'm not wanted. But were still on for tonight?" Tyler asked, smiling as I nodded before he exited.

"What are you guys doing tonight?" Harry asked, his eyes still locked on the door.

"Oh. Don't worry were just training. I have another fight next week." I explained, resting my head on Harry's chest.

He seemed calmed by the small motion and grabbed my hand, tracing small circles along the back. It was kind of depressing. When Tyler and I were alone we were the best of friends. But bring anyone else into the equation and his whole demeanor changed. And Niall.... I couldn't even deal with him right now. I saw the pain in his eyes and I just wanted him to apologize and we could all be friends again. I don't know why he insisted on hurting himself and everyone around him. Then there was Harry. He was so protective and truthfully I loved it. I mean sure I was probably tougher than most girls, considering I fought for a living. But that didn't mean I didn't want to feel protected, feel like they someone cared enough to keep me safe.

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