Chapter 6 (Nialls pov)

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I made my way up to the front of the bus where Mark was sure to be. Well, if he's doing his job...

He's up there when I finally arrive. I sit down without even saying a word. Mark turns to me and gives a quick smirk.

Man, why is that so attractive to me?

"Hey Mark." I say shyly.

"Hey Niall, what are you doing up here?" He asked.

What am I doing up here?

"Oh I don't know just thought I'd come up here and... Chill?" Im so dumb, why would I say that?

"Well there's nothing relatively interesting up here..." He says.

"You're interesting..." I say quickly. Dang it Niall you're ruining the mood. I looked at him and he was staring at me.

Suddenly we swerved around a mini van that almost ran right into our bus. "Sorry," he says, "you just distract me so much." Is he into me too? I was about to say something when hands grabbed the back of my shirt and pulled me back to the bunks.

I turned and saw a masked... Man, staring at me.

"Niall," he said, his voice sounded familiar, "you need to stay away from Mark or... Erm... Bad things will happen ooo." Then he jumped out of the window and rolled off the street very smoothly.

I'm freaking out now. Who is he? What bad things are going to happen to me? Or worse... To Mark?

I have to keep an eye on him. I can't let anything happen to him.

I decide its best that I stay away from him for right now but tomorrow I'll discuss the event of tonight with him.

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