Harry:
When Niall had introduced you and Harry to his girlfriend you were in complete shock. She looked familiar and your suspicions were confirmed when she narrowed her eyes at you.
“Fancy seeing you again Y/N,” she said with a look of disgust.
“I thought I left you behind once I moved to London,” you said to her bitterly.
“Whoa what’s going on here?” Niall asked, looking confused.
“Wait, this is Abigail?” Harry questioned you.
“Yeah, the same Abigail who made it her personal goal to make my life in high school a living he-“
“Okay! That’s enough Y/N,” Harry said, cutting you off and taking your hand in his, “I think we should go babe.”
Before Harry could pull you away Abigail spoke up once more, “Aw look at that. Y/N still can’t fight her own battles.” Your blood boiled and you gritted your teeth together, refraining from throwing an insult at her.
“Abi that’s enough,” Niall said to her, also trying to pull her away.
You managed to slip your hand out of Harry’s and you didn’t waste any time in stalking up to her, “You’re unbelievable. Do you really have to ruin my life in London too?”
She scoffed and slipped out of Niall’s hold, “That’s funny. You actually think I chose to see you again.” People were starting to stare now, taking in the sight of you two bickering at each other.
“You’d do anything to piss me off and-“
“Stop!” Harry’s loud voice distracted you and he quickly took it as an opportunity to grab your hand to pull you away.
“Sorry Niall,” Harry said to his best mate.
Niall frowned, “Yeah me too. We’ll work something out later.” Harry nodded before leading you to his Range Rover.
Niall:
“Y/N you’re being ridiculous.” You huffed as you heard Niall’s voice come from the bathroom where he was getting ready. He had informed you that you two were having dinner with the rest of One Direction but he had left out that their girlfriends would be tagging along as well, which meant Perrie would be there.
“Niall you know we don’t get along,” you retaliated, not moving from your position on the bed. You were still in sweats and Niall’s t-shirt, in no mood to get ready for some fancy dinner at a five star restaurant. When you first started dating Niall you were excited to meet the other lads’ girlfriends. However, you aren’t the biggest fan of Perrie but you were determined to get along with her. All that went down the drain once you two formally met. She had given you attitude and harsh words were exchanged, ultimately leading to the respective boyfriends dragging you two away from each other.
“Babe get up.” You narrowed your eyes at him, shaking your head.
“No. Why are you even making me do this?” He hesitated then made a dash to grab your waist. You squealed at the sudden pressure on your sides as he threw you over his shoulder.
“Niall! Put me down!” you slapped his lower back and tried to fidget out of his hold.
“Zayn and I set this dinner up. We’re best mates and we would like our girlfriends to get along,” he said calmly as he grabbed a pair of your flip flops and made his way out of the bedroom.
“You’re not even going to let me get dressed?!” you were frustrated now, hair falling all over your face as Niall kept a firm grip on you. He stopped in his tracks and you imagined a smirk forming on his face.
