Hidden Love || n.h.

Chapter 11

OLIVIA'S POV:

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"What are you too doing?" Perrie gasped, eying us both suspiciously. A bluch creeped up on my cheeks, and I looked down.

"Well, actually, we're da--" Niall started, and I glared up him.

"We were playing truth or dare, and Niall dared me to let him tickles me." I lie, and Perrie raises an eyebrow.

"Are you sure?" she laughed.

I nodded quickly, and Niall gave me a confused look. I gave him an "I'll explain later" look, and he nodded silently. Perrie gave us one more look before leaving the dorm. I breathed a sigh of relief.

"Why didn't you tell Perrie that we're dating?" he asked me harshly.

"We can't let anyone find out about us!"

"Why can't they know about us?"

"Admit it, if I hangout with you, I'm going to end up getting in trouble, maybe even get kicked out of college! Plus, if we told our friends, that would encourage them to think that we should do 'bad stuff.' My parents would also kill me if they found out!" I explain, and Niall looks at the ground and sighs.

"I know," he grumbles. "I just hate keeping secrets."

"You're good at keeping secrets though, right?" I ask, raising an eyebrow.

Niall shrugged. "Normally, no, but I'll make sure I keep this one, for you."

"Thanks Niall."

Niall nodded and continued to stare at the ground. I sat down on the bed next to him and sighed. "I'm sorry." I whisper, staring at the ground. He slung his arm around my shouler.

"It's okay, it's not your fault babe."

I looked up at him, confused. "What do you mean? Of course it's my fault!"

"How?" he asked, raising an eyebrow, and I crossed my arms and huffed. 

"I don't know." I admitted, and he threw his head back and laughed his adorable laugh.

The door suddenly burst open, and I jerked my head over to see who it was. It was Harry and some girl with light brown hair, and they were laughing like crazy.

"Uh, hey Harry?" I greet, sorta.

"Hey," Harry laughs, not bothering to introduce me to who is 'friend' was, "Wars up?"

"Oh my God he's drunk." Niall said, shaking his head.

"No I'm not!" Harry yells, frowning, "I'll even do the drunk test to prove it!"

"Harry, that's for drunk drivers. You know.. outside." I say to him. His friend thing kept laughing and eventually just fell over and passed out on Harry's bed. Yep, she's definately drunk.

"Fine," Harry giggled, his mood changing completely, "Maybe I'm a teensy weensy bit drunk." he admits, and then almost falls on the lamp. Niall catches him and shakes his head once again.

"Go to bed." he orders, and Harry crosses his arms.

"No!" he shouts, making a pouty face, "You can't make me!"

"I give up." Niall says, thrwoing his hands in the air, and leaves the dorm in frustration. Wow... he's definately bi-polar, not mention he left me here alone, to babysit drunk Harry.

"I tired." he says, hugging me. He drooled a little on my sweater, and I shoved him off of me. I might've pushed him a little too hard, and he hit his head on the edge of Niall's bed.

"Ow." he says quietly.

He stands back up and brushes himself off. "Do you want some soup?" he offers. Tempting, but no.

"Go to bed." I order, and push him next to the girl he brought to his dorm. He instantly fell asleep once he hit the bed, and I sighed in relief.

I left the apartment quietly, and kept thinking to myself: I'm going to kill Niall.

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