I would die for you, but I won't live for you -Niall Horan au

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(A/N) This one is kinda short I'm sorry!

It turns out Harry’s nose was broken. He wasn’t too happy but Riley was. She was proud of her self for sticking up to Harry. He knew he deserved it, but he was still pissed off.

“What are we going to do with them?” Niall asked while raiding my kitchen. That boy was always so hungry. I had no idea how he stayed so skinny. “I have to idea.” I replied. Niall suddenly stopped going through my fridge and turned to me.

“What’s wrong?” I asked. He had a worried expression on his face and I know for a fact he wouldn’t stop looking for food unless something was really bothering him. When he stayed quiet, I started to get worried. “Niall?”

“Payton, I have something important to tell you.” He started. I looked at him, waiting for him to continue what he wanted to say. “Payton I-”

“We’re back!” Zayn called through the house. Niall sighed and rolled his eyes. “Shit.” He mumbled. I walked out of the kitchen and towards the front door where the boys were taking off their shoes. “How bad is it?” I asked Harry.

He opened his mouth to reply but Zayn cut him off. “It’s broken. But it should be fine in about two weeks.” Harry nodded along with what he was saying. “Holy shit Ri can pack a punch.” Niall said, coming from the kitchen. There was laughing coming from the stairs and we all turned around to see Riley.

“Looks good on you Styles.” She said before turning and walking back into my room. I turned to Harry to see his eyes narrowed at the door. “You brought this on yourself Harry.” I told him and walked upstairs. I knocked on the door and told Riley it was me.

“It was open.” She said, opening the door. I walked into the room, changed and threw myself on my bed. “Tired?” She asked, lying down on the bed with me. I nodded and closed my eyes.

There was too much drama today and I just wanted to sleep it off. Hopefully tomorrow I’d wake up and everything would be great and happy. And hopefully Hazz and Ri would not try and kill each other. And maybe Niall would get to tell me what was on his mind.

And I really hoped it was good.

~*~

I woke up the next morning still feeling a little bummed. I had the feeling in my stomach that something bad was going to happen today, but I couldn’t let it get me down.

“Finally you’re awake!” I turned my head to see Riley standing in the doorway. She was dressed in a pair of grey track pants, and Zayn’s SpongeBob sweater. “Why do you have Zayn’s sweater?” I asked.

“All I had was a tank top.” She shrugged. She must have still been upset about the comment Harry made last night, because usually she had no problem walking around in a tank top. I sat up and stretched. “Okay, I’ll be down in a minute.” I yawned.

She vanished and I got out of bed to get changed. I decided to throw on tank top that had a peace sign on it, with a pair of shorts. I walked down stairs to find everybody making their breakfast. Which mostly consisted on cereal. But for Niall, his breakfast was cereal, toast, pop tarts, and a huge glass of orange juice.

“Enough food Nialler?” I asked, pouring myself a bowl of cereal. He stuck his tongue out at me, grabbed all of his food, and walked off to the living room. I grabbed my cereal and sat beside Riley on the couch.

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