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

Chapter 9

Violet's POV

I wrap the ribbon around the brown, twig-like twine, hot gluing in just the right spots. I speed my actions, hoping the boys spend enough time up there for me to finish. These are going to be awesome. After burning myself a billion times and somehow getting a flower stuck to my forehead, I finish all eight of the crowns. But these are no ordinary flower crowns. These are personalized. The boys are going to throw a fit, but I don't care. I smile to myself, knowing that I finished before they did. Thank god hot glue dries fast. I stumble getting up, but make my way upstairs to check on their progress, bringing Benny and the crowns along. I tiptoe up the stairs. My leg stings a bit, and my stomach feels weird, but I push the pain aside. I peek around the corner, spotting the mess that is my living room. Every single window is smashed, glass resting all over the floor. The boys have boarded all but one window. Harry breaks out the remaining, jagged glass from the window, making me a bit nervous. One of those pieces could easily smash into him. Oh please be careful. Michael walks over, helping put the wood in. But there's one piece of glass he doesn't see that Harry missed. His hand slashes over the sharp fragment, causing him to yelp.

"Michael!" I exclaim, all eyes turning to me.

"Violet! What are you doing? You should be resting!" Niall scolds, jogging over to me. His arms grip mine in an attempt to keep me steady.

"Michael's hurt. I need to help." I say, trying to get past him.

"You need to rest." He says, trying to guide me to the basement.

"Niall. Michael's hurt and I need to help him. Let me do something for once." I say, sternly, walking over to Michael.

"Violet, you should be resting!" He scolds, red dripping down his hand.

"You're hurt and I'm helping."

"But-"

"Stop arguing and get your ass over here." I pull him to the kitchen, putting his hand under cold water. He winces a bit.

"Liam!" I shout, Liam showing up almost immediately.

"Yes, love?" He asks, smiling.

"Get me the medical kit please." He runs off, coming back with what I asked for. I thank him and grab a few things.

"This might sting a bit." I warn Michael, rubbing a q-tip with peroxide over his cut. It's not too big nor too deep, thankfully. He gasps, biting his lip. I put Neosporin over it and bandage it up, kissing his palm when I'm done.

"All better." I smile, dropping his hand.

"Thank you." He smiles back. "You know you shouldn't be up."

"Sometimes I don't like following the rules." I smirk.

"How long am I stuck with you?" He jokes.

"Forever. You're stuck dealing with me forever." I happily sway, Michael rolling his eyes. "Oh! I have a surprise for you guys!" I beam, Michael looking at me, confusedly. I call all the boys, them rushing, thinking something bad happened.

"What's wrong? What happened?" Niall asks, nervously. I laugh, rolling my eyes at him.

"Well, I had to find something to do down there, so I made these. And you have to wear them." I pull out the flower crowns. I can hear them all groan.

"Do we have to wear stupid flower crowns?" Louis sasses, making me annoyed.

"It took me a long time to make these." I pout, looking down. I can hear Louis getting slapped 5 different times, making me giggle a bit.