~Natalie's P.O.V~
Niall's crystal blue eyes turn a shade darker.
"Niall, why are y-" I begin, but Harry interrupts me. "Why are you being like this? Haven't I already told you, I've changed?"
Niall growls, "Louis was right. Look at her cuts. If she's done it once, who knows if she'll do it again," he steps closer so he's in Harry's face. "who knows if you'll do it again? Come on, Nat. We're leaving."
My eyes widen, and Harry steps back, brushing his curls out of his face.
"B-But Niall..." I whisper, only to be silenced by Niall's piercing glare.
Zayn takes my arm and escorts me away from Josh and Harry. Liam follows.
"W-Why are you doing this? Niall... Where's Louis?" I ask in a soft tone, buckling my seat belt in the back seat beside Zayn.
Niall doesn't answer, but Zayn speaks up, "Louis is at home."
"I don't want to see him."
"Well, he is your brother. So you don't have a choice."
"Why isn't he staying at Eleanor's?"
"Because they got into a fight."
"Why?"
"Jesus, Natalie. Let me breathe."
"Fine, fine."
~Louis's P.O.V~
I pace across the living room floor. Where the hell were they?
"We're home..." I hear Liam's voice echo through the kitchen.
"Oh. Natalie, thank god you're alright. Did he hurt you?" I panic, grabbing Natalie's face in between my hands.
She shoves my hands away. "Leave me alone."
I'm left, silent, as she stomps her way up the stairs and slams her door.
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