The Little Things

Chapter Five

Niall's POV:

I looked back as Audrey made her way up the bleachers towards her group of friends. I smiled as she walked, this night was perfect, but of course someone has to ruin it.

Audrey's POV:

As I was walking up the bleachers, towards Theresa and Abigail, when someone jumped in front of me. When I looked up and wasn't all that surprised by who I saw.

"Can I help you?" I said fighting back the urge to roll my eyes.

"You don't deserve Niall, bitch," she replied. I actually did roll my eyes at that. "Kelly, Kelly, Kelly. Maybe I don't, but I'm still gonna stay with him, so if you could please move," I said, waving my hand to the side for emphasis.

Kelly snorted and flipped her extensions over her Hollister clad shoulder. "You make it sound like you've been together for years, not about, oh, five minutes." She said smiling coldly and not budging an inch. What a bitch.

"Well, I've been with him longer than you'll ever be!" I snapped out of annoyance. Man, she really rubbed me the wrong way.

She just threw her head back and laughed a high-pitched, false, and screeching sound. "Honey, longer than me? Obviously you don't know how long we've been hooking up."

My heart stopped, and my mouth, which was open and ready to say some smart remark, froze in shock. Niall was hooking up with her?! What?! No. . . No, that couldn't be true! H-he liked me for a while, right? So why would he. . .

"Cat got your tongue?" She taunted, sneering at me with her makeup caked face inches from mine.

"No, but you're about to taste blood on yours bitch!" Abigail yelled and punched her in the face.

Holy shit!

Kelly reeled back, screaming and clutching her bleeding mouth. After scampering off, Abigail finally clutched her hand. "Fuck!" She yelled, hopping around and gingerly holding her left hand. I rushed over to her.

"Oh my god Abs! That was awesome!" I exclaimed, my excitement overcoming my concern. It was Abigail after all, she'd be fine.

"Bitch deserved it." She got out, her teeth clenched.

"Oh, eh, erm, you're okay right?" I ask, putting my hand on her shoulder. She nodded, her wavy blonde hair hanging over her pale face.

Just then, Liam came over, and not so gently pushed me aside. He went over to Abigail and gently grabbed her injured hand. Muttering a "well then", I once again adjusted my bobby pin, rearranging it in my natural ombré brown hair. Moving aside, I studied the two.

Liam inspected Abigail's bleeding knuckles. "Abigail, aren't you right handed?" Abigail nodded, and her cheeks were slightly flushed, I noted. "Then why'd you punch with your left?"

She shrugged, the pink on her cheeks increasing. "I dunno, I just swung, I didn't think about it." She admitted, seeming embarrassed. I dunno why, the whole thing was pretty beast.

Liam nodded, still holding her hand. "Well, we should probably go and clean you up." At her murmured assent, he gently tugged her hand and began leading her out of the stands. As he walked past, I noticed his cheeks were flushed too. Hmm. . .

And then it hit me. Abigail was staring at Liam in class! She never hung out with the guys and me because of Liam! It all made sense!

I am totally gonna hook them up.

Finally turning my gaze away from them, I found myself looking for Niall. Finally, I found him at the entry way, and a grin overcame my already happy features. But then I realized.