Breaking Boundaries [Niall Horan Punk AU] [ON HOLD]

Chapter 8

Niall's POV (Well this is new)

"You're in love with her aren't you?" The words echo through my mind. Am I? I'm not sure. I've never really thought of Violet other than "Tyler's sister." But puberty hit her as hard as it hit Harry's sister. She was always this geeky little thing that never really spoke, and got us food. Now she's this crazy cute thing that speaks her mind and makes my heart skip when she walks into the room. And now she hates me, because of my big mouth. I don't know if I love her. I know I like her. Wow I like my best friends sister.

"YOU DO! NIALL'S IN LOVE! NIALL'S IN LOVE!" I run over to him, covering his mouth.

"Niall's what now?!" Louis walks in, smirking.

"NIALL'S IN LOVE WITH VIOLET!" Harry shouts, moving my hand away. Louis' eyes go wide, mouth dropping.

"You're in love with Violet?!" Louis shouts.

"Would you two shut up?! I am not in love with Violet!" I whisper-yell, defensively.

"Then why'd you kiss her then?" Harry smirks, causing Louis to put a hand over his mouth.

"You kissed Violet?!" He yells again. Would these guys shut up before someone else hears?!

"Would you keep it down?! I kissed her once. It was back when she broke all that stuff in the kitchen. I helped her get the glass out, and things just happened. But then she got mad at me, because I said something stupid. Now she's even more mad because I said something even more stupid. And now that blue-haired bastard is comforting her, because she's crying." I sigh, running my hands over my face.

"What'd you say?" Louis asks, hands on hips. Louis your gay is showing.

"I called her an annoying slut..." I look down, not being able to look at their reactions.

"With what happened at the store today, she can't be okay with that." Harry sighs. Wait what?

"What happened at the store?" I ask, looking up at Louis' disappointed face.

"She almost got raped today." Harry says, making me feel like the biggest piece of shit ever.

"Oh my God. Is she okay?!" Louis asks, words still shocking me.

"She's got a few bad bruises but she'll be alright." Bruises? He gave her bruises? I feel hurt and anger boil inside of me. Who does this pervert think he is?!

"I have to go fix this." I shake my head, running up to her room. Outside of the door, I hear faint sobs. The door's cracked so I peek inside. I see Michael and Violet on her bed, Michael's arm wrapped around her. She's on his lap, crying into his shirt. His hand is rubbing her back, soothing her.

"Am I really a slut? That guy was all over me and there was nothing I could do. There was nothing I could do." She sobs the last sentence, grabbing onto him tighter. That should be me comforting her. But I just had to screw up again.

"Babe, it's alright. You're not a slut. Not even close. You tried to get away from him. But Harry saved you. Both of us are here to protect you. You're amazing and if Niall can't see that, he's stupid. I'm not going to let him or anyone else bring you down. And I've only known you for a day! It's not nice seeing you cry." He comforts her, kissing her head. Alright now I'm just a bit ticked off. He's not allowed to kiss her! I don't give a damn where it is! I remember kissing her. I remember how soft her lips were. I remember how soft her cheeks were. I remember how it felt having her close. But I also remember the look on her face when I left. It kills me. It really kills me knowing I hurt her. I have to find a way to fix this. I wish I knew how. Stupid ass feelings.