As soon as I heard her scream ran out, I sprinted down the corridor, practically kicking down the door to the locker room.
I grabbed the figure from on top of her, tossing whoever it was aside. Carefully, I moved Bayley aside, turning to see Nia stood back, her hair messy.
"What is wrong with you? Pick on someone your own size." Nia stared blankly. "Go away!" I shouted, watching her cowardly walk out of the locker, heading back out of the locker.
"Ow!" I heard her grumble, clutching the side of her hip. I turned back around, wrapping my arms cautiously around her waist, helping her to her feet.
"Take it slowly," I whispered, placing her onto the chair. "Where does it hurt?" She pointed to where all her aches and pains were, as I checked over the couple of cuts she had.
"I don't even know where she came from, I just felt this hard hit across my head then I crumbled to the ground." I smiled sympathetically, pressing a kiss to her forehead.
"I'm just sorry I wasn't here to look after you, I promise I'm right here not to look after you, no one is touching my girl."
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