This Love 2

chapter 10

Songs for this Chapter:

Gravity - John Mayer

The Pocket - Andy Grammer

Neon Lights - Natasha Bedingfield

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Niall's P.O.V

"Do you hear that Harry? She likes it," Piper sarcastically says to Harry and Cleo chews her food while looking at them strange. I kick Harry underneath the table, if they're going to do whatever shit they're plotting between each other, they need to hurry up and do it before Cleo thinks they're making fun of her.

"Oh, Niall! Yes!" Piper mocks Cleo and my eyes widen. I didn't know this is what they where going to do. Oh well, it's still funny.

"Don't move! Right there!" Harry and Piper mock Cleo and when she finally noticed she chokes on the food she just stuck in her from gasping so loudly. She laughs while she chokes on her food and I pat her back.

"She's fine, hold on. I have to help her really quick, she made it worse by laughing." I tell them and they nod.

When we get out of the restroom and head back to the booth. Cleo sneezes and starts choking again, not as bad as she was in the restroom, but because she didn't finish in there, I guess. She told me she was fine that's why we left out of there.

"You caused this, so get your ass over here so you can do it." I tell Harry and he volunteers up Piper. This is their doing, so they need to help her. I'm not mad at them, but none of this would've even happened if they didn't start mocking her. Cleo puts her body down some, blocking everyone's view except Piper's. I see Piper hitting her back while I sit next to Harry, she gets a napkin and hits her back again.

"She's throwing up! I'm going to drop the napkin, no, no, no!" Piper's face goes white and she drops the napkin, scooting out of the booth quickly and hits her ass on the floor.

This entire situation could've been avoided.

Harry goes to Piper and I go to Cleo as soon as we see Piper hit the floor. Harry helps Piper to stand on her feet, but she looks back over at Cleo and faints. Luckily, she is caught by her boyfriend, but I don't pay much attention once I know she didn't hit the cement, glossed over floor.

"Here," I give Cleo a new napkin to wipe her hands off, Piper dropped the one she was supposed to hold and Cleo didn't get a chance to move her hands when she dropped it.

I cover the leather seats in the area that she accidentally puked on, then throw a fifty dollar bill on the table. Harry does the same once Piper is barely conscious again, her eyes are rolling from left to right and her eye lids are droopy. She's fine, but she won't be if Harry doesn't get her out of here.

The restaurant puts a bright spotlight over at our table, so the cleaning person can see because the dark red lights are too dark. People take it the wrong way and start complaining about the light being on over here because they're trying to watch the dancers.

I stopped paying attention to those dancers whenever I found who I was looking for, but right now the girl I was looking for earlier is being yelled at for something she had no control over. It's not her fault.

When Cleo snatches my car keys and runs out, I know she is going to cry, she won't do it in public, so she'll go hide. She's just sensitive about things, especially being yelled at by a crowd of people over something stupid.

I grab her purse and run out of this fancy shithole. The parking lot is dark because it's nighttime, making me run even faster to make sure Cleo got to the car.