Ticking Temper [One Direction: Niall Horan]

Home again

-Niall's P.O.V- 

"Hey! You cheated!" I whined, throwing a pillow on Louis. He just smirked and continued playing.

Yeah, I forgave all of them and now I'm back home. We're playing C.O.D now.

Louis and Liam gave me a puppy and his name is Nandos. He's really cute!

"Niall, your phone just keeps vibrating on the kitchen table!" Harry yelled from the kitchen where he was making us dinner. In reality he was just making the chinese food ready. 

"Well who is it?" I shouted back, too busy playing.

"It saaaays..." There was a pause until he spoke again. "Mash. Mash just called and you have like 50 missed calls, 23 voicemails and 60 texts." I stopped now, Liam already pressing pause on the game. Louis ran before I could even stand up and laughed evily. He locked himself in the bathroom with my phone.

"Louis! Give it to me!" I shouted, banging on the door. We kept shouting back and forth, then he suddenly fell silent. I banged more on the door until it slowly opened, revealing a somewhat confused and worried Louis.

"Er... What? How...? Were...?" He looked at me, then slowly handed me my phone. He wason a text from Grim.

From: Grim

Niall!? Where the hell are you, lad? 

I frowned in confusion and looked through more texts.

From: Fist

I swear to God, if I ever see your face again, you're dead!

From: Mash

What did you do!? She's mad. It's not even funny mad, it's frightening mad... 

From: Sam

I don't know what you did, but running surely was the smartest thing you've ever done.

From: Bones

THE HELL MAN? You've just commited suicide! Jack is getting herself killed here!!!! 

"What the hell is going on?" Liam asked as they had all surrounded me now, reading my texts with me.

"I.... Don't know. I didn't do anything, did I?" I looked between them and they shrugged. The screen of my phone lit up and it was Fist calling. Hesitantly, I pressed accept.

"THAT FUCKING TWAT! HE WON'T EVEN ANSWER HIS FUCKIGN PHONE! I'M GONNA BREAK EVERY SINGLE BONES IN HIS LITTLE BODY ALONG WITH HIS FUCKIGN BANDMATES!" All our eyes widened at his screaming.

"NIALL! You there?" Mash asked, probably taking the phone.

"U-uhm... Yeah? What's up?" I asked shakily.

"What's up? What's up!? Nothing is up anymore! Jack has flipped everything and is getting herself beaten up because of you!" Oh hallelujah, Mash is angry... She's raging.

"What did I do?" I asked her annoyed with them blaming me.

"I don't know. She left two days ago, right?"

"Yeah..."

"Okay, so she did the usual and then came home and went totally quiet until she expolded and I'm pretty sure she's on a suicide mission right now. It's really bad." She more or less whimpered in the end.

"WHAT!?" I roared, looking at my phone in horror, feeling my heart nearly burst in my chest. She can't die!

"Yeah, she trashed practically everything she had and then she went out and made a whole lot of big men angry and she's letting them beat her to a pulp." She said. I didn't notice the shouting in the background until now. "And she's smiling. She fucking smiles when they're punching her teeth out!" She cried out, sounding beyond stressed.

"Well what is the usual?" Harry piped in.

"Harry? It doesn't matter who it is actually. Yesterday was the day her mother left her, you know about that and right now I don't care if I tell you. But it was yesterday, 12 years ago. That's the day she lost her little brother and mother. She always goes home the day before and sleeps there, in her childhood home. It's hers, she owns the house, so she goes there only to walk around, look at pictures and blame herself for making them leave her, even though she really didn't do anything. Her mother was just stupid and a bad mother. But she always goes there and stays there over night and comes back home by dinner time. When shecomes home, she always seems somewhat happier, seeing that house and the memories. But yesterday, she walked into ther flat and then didn't come out and when we came in, she just sat in a corner, hugging herself, doing absolutely nothing and you were gone, so we obviously thought you did something." She finished her long ranting and then took a few breaths.

"Well, where the hell are you?" Zayn asked her. Mash quickly told us the address. I ran out into the car in my shorts and socks. I drove in my car, leaving them to come later or whatever. 

I will admit that I drove like a maniac and way past the speed limit, but what don't you do for the people you love. Yes, love.

Silly me has to fall for a bad ass girl who'll never reflect the feelings.

I gasped as I pulled up to the place. It was some kind of work place, gravel all around and stones and big machines. It was badly lit, but you could easily see the 10 men, trying their best to attack her. Grim, Bones, Fist, Sam, Mash and the Elliot guy she beat the crap out of in the ring where all holding them back. 

Jack on the other hand, she looked crazy, like she had lost her mind. She looked totally crazy, loca. 

I quickly scrambled out of the car, pulling my phone out.

"I CALLED THE POLICE!" I yelled, making everyone turn to me. The ten big men looked kinda scared and bolted away. The other lads arrived and Harry ran to Mash, Zayn doing the same with Sam. They hugged the girls tightly.

I looked at the group as they all did something. I saw everyone but the person I was looking for. That was until I locked eyes with Grim. He looked pissed, but slowly stepped aside, revealing a blonde haired girl.

She tugged at her hair for a bit, looking around in panick until her eyes locked on mine. I could feel her anger in her expression. No one made a move to stop her as she stormed up to me. She stood in front of me for a bit, looking beyond raging.

"Ja-"

"No." She cut me off harshly. "Don't. Just don't. You, you..." She stumbled over her words. She began pacing, nearly pulling her hair out. Her breathing was loud and it just sounded even louder when everyone else fell pin silent, looking at her, pacing like that.

"P-"

"SHUT UP!" She yelled, turning to me, her temper flying all over the place. She was shaking, her face red and she kept clenching and un-clenching her fists. She tared her eyes from mine again, forcing herself to begin pacing again. "AHHHHH!" She screamed out, grabbing a stone and lunging it at the thin air.

She kept throwing things aimlessly and her friends seemed so lost right now. Probably because she was actually fighting her own temper and not just pounding my skull in like she'd do with anyone else.

Anyone would be laying in a hospital already, but for some reason she's not letting that happen. She doesn't want to hurt me...