NIALL'S POV:
(Ooo I actually will be updating on a computer for once :3 )
I felt kind of guilty for telling Olivia that I didn't like her. That obviously wasn't true, but she seemed silent after that. My heart kind of sank when I had to look at her that way, but I ignored the pain and moved along.
"Let's go find Perrie," I suggest, and she just shrugs, staring at the ground. "Do you want something to eat first?"
Olivia shot her head up to me at the word food. "Yes!" she yells, and then blushes. "I mean, yeah sure, that's cool, whatever."
I smirked and drag her along with me to the kitchen. People are already stumbling over, drunk, in there, and I have to push all of them out so we can have enough space to get some food. It's a crowded and tiny kitchen, ok?
I take my arm away from Olivia's waist and open the fridge, rummaging through it. There was barely anything in here-- just stupid skim milk. I only like 2%, skim is gross.
Someone from behind me shoves their arm in the fridge and grabs the two gallons of milk. I turn around to find Olivia gulping each of them down. I laugh and just watch her do that. She's fricken weird, but perfect at the same time.
Weirdly perfect? No.
Perfectly weird? Yeah. That's it. Perfectly weird.
"Do you want to go to Nando's or something?" I ask her once she's done drinking the milk, and she shrugs.
"Sure, I could go for some chicken."
I smile and drag her out of the kitchen, and then let of her once again, not really thinking. I was just really excited to go to Nando's, it's my favoritest place in the world.
Once I reach the front door, I open it, the cold October breeze blowing inside. I shiver, and turn around to make sure Olivia was behind me. The only bad thing was...
She wasn't behind me.
I panicked and slammed the door shut again, and searched through the crowd of drunk people. She probably just got lost-- right?
Someone could've taken her.
My eyes widened at the thought and I look even more. After a few more minutes of that, I knew that she wasn't on this floor. I went to the back of the hallway and ran up the steps 3 at a time. Yeah, I know, I'm pretty fucking talented.
Once I reached the second floor, I went straight to each door and opened them. It was really nasty having to look in each room, especially when people where fucking each other and stuff. I was kind of scarred, but it didn't matter. I needed to find Olivia.
I reached the end and she wasn't in any of those rooms either. There was only one floor left, the third floor, but no one rarely ever went up there. Guess I'll have to look.
I got to the third floor and I heard someone yelling-- and I recognized that voice a little too well.
It was Olivia.
Anger grew inside of me as I ran to the door that I knew Olivia was in. I tried to twist the doorknob, but it was locked. Oh well, guess there's gonna be a broken door.
I backed up a few feet, and then ran towards the door. I slammed my body into it with such force that the wooden door cracked from the force and fell over. I almost lost my balance but kept my feet on the ground.
The sight in front of me made me so mad. Olivia was squished up against the wall with some asshole trying to kiss her. She looked worried and scared and made eye contact with me. I couldn't tell who the guy was, but it didn't matter.
I ran up to him and yanked him off of Olivia. I shoved him to the ground as Olivia tried to catch her breath.
OLIVIA'S POV:
Niall bent over and started punching him, the creep. I just sat against the wall and breathed heavily. It all just happened so fast.
I'm never coming to a party ever again, even if it's for like a 6 year old's birthday party or some shit.
I never really got to see the creeper's face, but I probably wouldn't know him anyways. Niall stood up and his knuckles were all bloody. He was breathing heavily and looked pissed. We both just stood there in silence, and then I actually looked at who the creep was.
The creep was Harry.
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BRUDDER YOU GO WORK ON TTD NOWWWWW PLEASEEE ILY
~Melea
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