The Five Bullies (One Direction Fanfic)

The Five Bullies - Chapter 9

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HARRY'S POV

"Where's Niall?" I ask Louis, who is busy nibbling on his pencil.

"Don't know." He shurgged.

"Liam, do you know where the hell Niall went?" I question him, he glances at me for a few mintues and then noods, no. 

Liam's acting starnge.

"God damn it! DOES ANYONE KNOW WHERE NIALL IS?" I yelled.

"I'm here." A thick irish voice called.

I turn around seeing Niall.

"Where were you?" I ask him.

"I-I was at my house.." He said, trying not keep eye contact with me.

His lying, I know when his lying. He struggles with his words and he never keep eye contact.

"Tell me a lie again and you're dead." I whispered into his ears.

"But I was at ho-" I cut him off

"I called your home, they said you gone outside." I said, as I walked passed him.

"Yo, Harry. Are we gonna have that party?" Asked Zayn, as he admired himself in the mirror.

"Yeah." I responded, as I got onto my laptop.

"So, the mian idea of this party is to humalate Ashlee?" Asked Liam.

"Yeah." I responded, again. These guys ask way too much question.

"Wait..What? I'm not following." Said Niall, who came out of the kitchen with five packets of chips.

"Lou, please explain." I said, as I went to check twitter.

"Uh, fine." He said.

Uh, ok. I got eight new follwers, quater of them are boys.

You and I go on at each other like we’re going to war 
You and I go rough. We keep throwing things and slamming the door 
You and I get so damn dysfunctional, we start keeping score 
You and I get sick, yeah I know that we can’t do this no more 

But baby there you go again, there you go again, making me love you 
Baby, I stopped using my head, using my head. Let it all go 
now you’re stuck on my body, on my body like a tattoo 
and now I’m feeling stupid, feeling stupid coming back to you 

So I cross my heart and i hope to die 
that I’ll only stay with you one more night 
and I know I said it a million times 
but I’ll only stay with you one more night 

Try to tell you no but my body keeps on telling you yeah 
Try to tell you stop but your lipstick’s got me so out of breath 
I’ll be waking up in the morning probably be hating myself 
I’ll be waking up inner satisfied, guilty as held 

But baby there you go again, there you go again, making me love you 
and I stopped using my head, using my head. Let it all go 
now you’re stuck on my body, on my body like a tattoo 
and now I’m feeling stupid, feeling stupid running back to you