Unpredictable

chapter 22

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Niall's P.O.V

I cut my sentence off once I see Andy rubbing Alex's back as she cries.

"Alex, what's wrong?" I walk over to her and Andy stands in front of me.

"You're what's wrong."  He snaps.

"Why is she crying?" Andy and I are the exact same height, so I look over his shoulder and nudge him aside, but he pushes me.

I grab his shirt, throwing him to the ground, sitting on him. I punch his face and he flips us over.

"This is your fault!" Andy punches me twice in the face and gets on top of me.  I sit up, pushing him off of me and slamming his body into a mirror hanging on the wall, breaking it with his head.

"Stop fighting each other!" She screams out of fear.

I look up and see Alex covering her mouth, staring at the blood around us. Whenever I smashed Andy's head against the mirror, he fell to the floor and grabbed the back of my shirt, tugging me down. I get up to fight him, but a sharp pain was in my back. I fell on a piece of glass.

"Andy?" Alex whispers from the bed.

"Andy." She says again and I feel my body flatten from lack of blood.

"Andy, are you okay?" I see her walk slowly and lean over a little to see what happened. I hear her scream and crouch down beside his body.

"Andy, wake up this isn't funny." She shakes his chest around. 

"Andy, please. You're scaring me." Alex says shaking him again.

"Andy?" Her broken voice whispers.

"Wake up, please. Andy, open your eyes." She lifts his body onto her knees.

"He's not breathing!" She sobs and lays him back down.

"Niall, you did this to him!" She turns to me and pushes my body. I wince in pain because she just dug the mirror lower into my back.

"This is your fault! I hate whenever you guys fight like this! I knew someone was going to end up getting hurt if you kept fighting like this!" Alex hits against my chest and I wince at every hit, the glass carving deeper into my back.

"This is all over something so stupid! But you guys never reali-" She cuts herself off.  I open my eyes and see her hands and knees covered in blood.

"W-what, whose blood is t-this, where's this coming from, it's all over me!" She says quickly and looks beside me, noticing my puddle of blood that ran out of my back. She lifts me up a little, seeing the gash in my back with the glass in it.

"Oh my God," She gasps and I know what she's about to do just from her giant gasp. Alex runs to the nearest trashcan, falling over it and releasing her stomach.

"The phone," Is all I can mutter once Alex drags the trashcan into the bathroom. 

"I-I can't hear you." She yells, sobbing.

"Call." My eyes get heavy and they close. I can still hear everything, but barely.

"Nikki, please tell Harry's mom to come get Niall and Andy to take them to her office they- they got into a, a fight and now they aren't moving and there's blood on them a-and I don't know what to do." She rushes while crying.

"Okay." I hear her say.

"I can't look at them, I-I don't like seeing them like this," She yells.