Detrimental

Episode 8

Did. I. Just. Slam. The. Door. At. Niall. Fucking. Horan's. Face.

Yes. I. Did.

What. The. Hell. Have. I. Just. Done.

"Who was it?" Zayn asks.

"He's here." I say more for myself rather than for Zayn.

"Was it Liam!?" he gets up and opens the door.

"Hey, where's Rae?"

"Oh It's Curly and Mr. YouTube." Zayn laughs.

"I'm Harry, this is Niall." Harry looked annoyed.

"I'm Zayn,"

"Curly?" Niall looks at Harry and for some reason, a devilish grin forms on his mouth.

"Shut up," Harry elbows him.

"So, Niall, how are you liking Bradford so far?" Zayn asks as he lets them in.

"It's been quite refreshingly amazing," Niall answers. "but nothing beats home."

"How are you liking the campus?"

"It's great, a lot bigger than me old school so I've gotten lost quite a lot today." Hearing his accent made my insides do somersaults.

"Hey, I didn't know we had company." Kelly comes in. "Is Liam here? I told him we'd meet here."

"No, he isn't." I say as Zayn gives me a concerned look. "He's probably at the main hall."

"I'll go look for him." Kelly closes the door.

"So, Niall, have you decided which dorm to live in?" Zayn asks. Bradford University allows students to handle room assignments and each dormitory represented one fraternity or sorority. In campus, there is a total of nine dorms. There are five fraternities and four sororities.

"Nuh, I haven't."

"He'd probably join us," Harry puts an arm around Niall.

"Harry, I have the chemistry notes you wanted to borrow." I say as I grab Harry to my room. I make sure the door is fully closed before I yell at him for not giving me a hint that he was bringing Niall along.

"I thought it'd be a nice surprise." Harry giggles.

"Well, I obviously gave a bad first impression and it's all your fault."

"Niall likes random crazy girls, it amuses him." he smiles. "I did you a favor, okay?"

"And how would you know that?"

"Our dads are best mates and we live with them when we go to Ireland so yeah, I can say I know him pretty well."

"Oh." I sit on my bed.

"Oh." he mocks me.

"Why didn't you tell me in the first place?"

"I thought it'd be a pleasant surprise."

"Well, now what."

"Get out of this room and interact with him, obviously."

"What did you tell him about me?"

"That you were some psychotic obsessed fan of his." Harry smirks and I squeeze his shoulders. "Ow! Ow! Get off me. This is why I hate women. You can't take a proper joke."

"So what did you tell him?"

"He's having difficulty catching up and I told him you'd tutor him."

"I FUCKING LOVE YOU." I hug him and he pushes me away.

"Get off me, I don't like hugging girls. It makes me uncomfortable."

"Should I pretend I don't watch his videos?"

"Yes. He'd never date a fan."

"Why not?"

"He dated one before but she was just using him. He got heartbroken and things ended badly."

"Aw poor Niall."

We go out of the room and Harry properly introduces me to Niall. He seemed distant. The playful boy I met on YouTube can't be found. He was cold and frank and he reminded me of Jane Austen's Mr. Darcy. 

"I have to leave, Ms. Ainsworth asked me to meet her at the faculty room." he looks at his watch. "It was nice meeting you, Zayn. You too, Rae."

"It was nice to meet you too," I say as he closes the door.

"He's kind of not what you imagined him to be like, isn't he?" Harry reads my mind.

"And you think he's too aloof and uptight?" Zayn adds.

"He's a little different, I guess." I smile.

"Are you disappointed?" Zayn asks.

"He can never disappoint me."

Zayn leaves soon and I am left with Curly. We go back to my room and he helps me choose my outfit for the party. He goes for a silver sequined sleeveless top and skinny black jeans. He matched them with black pumps and silver hoop earrings.

"Go get changed, I'll meet you outside."

"I'll be out in ten minutes,"

"Take your time." Harry smiles.

I put on some music and change my clothes. I then put some mascara and eye shadow. I wear the earrings last and it is only then that I realize that Liam was staring at me from across the street. What the fuck does he want? I pull the curtains down and take one last look at the mirror before heading out.

I find an unconscious Harry on the floor.