Pink

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Pink's POV:

"Pink!" Harry bellowed. He held the shower cap in his fist, his fist that was tightly curled. "What the hell is this?" He yelled at me. His face was enraged with anger.

Niall appeared behind him, snickering. "Mate, that's your head." Niall clarified sassily.

Harry turned around and grabbed a fistful of his now-green curls. "Why the hell are my curls green?" He screamed.

Niall doubled-over with laughter. I started to giggle too and Harry whipped around to look at me, fuming.

"You, you did this. You're gonna pay for this bullshit you pulled, little miss-" He grabbed my arms with such force that I fell backwards.

"Woah, mate. Come down."

Harry's green eyes flashed. "Don't mate me. Simon's now going to freak out at me because of this little prank," he spat. 

I stood up. "And you," he breathed. I flinched. He lifted his hand up.

Niall stepped in front of me, guarding me with his torso, wrapping his arms around me protectively.

"Don't ever hit a woman." He said sternly at Harry.

Harry left the room, shouting a string of curse words.

I curled up in a ball on the floor. Niall knelt down and held me in his arms. 

It was wierd. I felt almost safe in his arms. His face was so close. I could smell his cologne and the gold flecks in his blue eyes.

"Pinkie! Simon told me- oh. Oh." My mom burst into the room.

I blushed profusely and Niall loosened his arms.

"I'll uh- I'll see you later." Niall stumbled over his words. "Text me," he said before disappearing.

I sighed as I watched as he left the room. My mom looked at me with curious eyes.

"So...?"

"So nothing!" I said, frustrated.

"Pinkie, something's going on th-"

"No, it's nothing." I argued.

"Are you sure?"

"Mom. For the last time. That boy means nothing to me!" I yelled the last part. 

Lou looked at me and I ran out of the studio.