Hitman |n.h|

15

The next morning was slow and awkward.

I sat at the dining table surrounded by four boys who ate in silence.

It turns out the boys were actually home;and were in the basement.

They heard it all.

I didn't touch my food-Pancakes made by Louis with strawberries and kiwi.

I just sat,in my own oblivion.

Each of the boys gave me curt glances,which resulted in more food.

"Eat," Niall says loudly and causes everyone to tense up.

I ignore him,pushing my plate further into the table.

I don't look at him,but feel his intense stare seeping into my skin and I swallow.

I have to stand my ground.

I stare at Liam and he averts his gaze back to his plate with only fruit scattered around the space.

"I won't tell you again," he says more low now,making the boys move in their seats.

"Eat."

I slowly turn my head to him and smile.

"Fuck you." I say and turn my face forward again.

Liam and Zayns eyes widen and Louis try's to glaze over a smirk by stuffing his face with pancake.

"You're getting way to fucking loose for my taste," he says and slams his fork and knife down.

"You wouldn't even know.You didn't get the pleasure of screwing me last night." I spit back and Louis spits his orange juice on the table and Zayn and Liam cock their heads back in a deep laugh.

I smirk in happiness at how it came out;obviously funny.

I look at Niall and his face is red and hard.

"I would know.I can see a whore when I see one," he smiles.

I scowl and the boys stop laughing,their jaws dropping.

"Of course.Thats the type of girls you pick up." I smile back and he huffs.

"No.I like them with class.And without a bitchy attitude."

"Something you can't afford,because you're a psychotic asshole." I growl and clench my fist.

"How would you know?All you do is complain and tell me how much of an ass I am.And you know what;I could've had you if I wanted to,slut." He spits and I grab my plate of food and slam it across the table,making everyone stand and holler out.

I grab the orange juice container and chuck it at him,spilling the gallon all over him,the table,and floor.

I'm just about finished before I grab my glass cup and throw it at him;making it shatter once it comes into contact with the floor.

I smack him hard across the face and Louis and Zayn grab me and pull me away;Liam pulling Niall's shirt vigorously,keeping him away from me.

"You'll get yours.Just wait-" he yells and is pushed to his room down the hall.

Liam and Zayn take me to my room and close the door.

"You can't be doing that..." Zayn says and let's put a deep breath.

"I'm not going to let him disrespect me-" I growl and put my face in my hands.

After I thought he could change,be nice for once.

"Amber," Liam calls,knocking softly on the door.

He opens it up and nods.

"Get ready.We have to get another shot at Styles."