Bad Blood {n.h}

Chapter Seven

AN: Sorry for taking so long, I'll be posting a bit more regularly now :) this is quite short, my apologizes. I have a lot written however, just posting it in stages.

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I opened my eyes and flipped to my side to be greeted by a set of brown eyes.

"Morning." She smiled.

"Good morning." I grinned back and quickly kissed Addison on the lips. "How are you feeling?"

"Sore..but I'll get over it." She shrugged and I softly ran the tips of my nails along her arm. "Niall?"

"Yeah?"

"You should wear a shirt for a while.."

"Why?" I asked, furrowing my brows down at her.

"Your back looks like you've been mauled by a pack of raccoons.."

"Crap." I muttered.

I always fight shirtless and if Tyler sees scratch marks in my back, I'm screwed.

"Don't bring a girl around here! That's nothing but trouble! Do you know how dangerous that is for us? She can rat us out ."

I can already hear Tyler's voice and I sighed.

"I gotta go." I moved her arm off my chest and stood, finding my shirt and slipping it over my head.

"What? Why?" Addison's smile became a frown as I tied my basketball shorts on my waist.

"I should probably go check on James.." I sighed and grabbed my back, slipping it over one of my shoulders.

"Right, okay." She looked down at her sheets.

"Later." I quickly walked out the door.

Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit.

I sped walk across campus, back to my dorm. As soon as I reached my room, I slammed the door shut. Awakening my sleeping brother.

"Holy shit, there you are." He mumbled.

"I'm screwed, James." I blurted out and it was like he didn't just wake up, he was in full attention.

"What did you do?"

I slipped my shirt over my head and turned around so he can see my back.

He jumped off his bed and took a closer look before slapping me across the head.

"Niall. Do you have any idea what you're doing? I've warned you about this and I gave up Addison because I didn't want her to get involved with us but now she just might. Dammit, I didn't think you were this stupid." He rubbed his head in frustration. "Why the hell did you even go over there?"

"Christ, James! Did you see how close I was to losing that fight? Do you know how mad Tyler would've been when he would've owned people thousands?" I was getting really annoyed with my brother's tone.

"Well now he's still going to get mad if he finds out about you getting close to a girl. Niall, not only is she a threat to the business but she's a distraction."

"Don't fucking call her that." My nostrils flared, I hated that word. I never get distracted.

"And why'd you even go over there? Did you just want her to kiss your boo boos?" James was getting close, too close for comfort.

"Get out of my face." I clenched my fists.

"Don't let your little distraction ruin everything for us." He said through gritted teeth and I screamed, pushing him down on the floor.