Niall Horan Imagines

He's Dating Your Sister Pt.4

He's Dating Your Sister Pt.4

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Niall POV

It was Monday already and on Sunday I did nothing besides stay at home and reflect on everything that suddenly happened all in one day.
I found out my ex-girlfriend cheated on me with one of my best mates, I was an asshole to (Y/N) and I had no one, but I didn't mind it at the moment.

I was driving to school, really hoping that people wouldn't bother with me, it would be difficult since being the soccer/football captain is pretty big.
I sighed and parked in my spot, turning of the engine and gathering my backpack. I started walking slowly inside the main building. My head was hanging low and my eyes didn't dare to look up from my feet on the checkered tile floor.

"Hey Niall!" It was Justin. Why me?

I ignored him and kept walking, but he just kept talking to me.

"What's wrong, bro?" Are you kidding me?

"Nothing." I mumbled, hoping that would get him off my back.

"Stop lying, I know you! Something's up. Tell me and I'll help you out." Justin was looking for a beating and I would be delighted to give him one if he didn't shut up.

"Leave me alone, Justin."

"Come on, Niall, talk to me." Keep calm, keep calm.

I still kept on walking until I made it to my locker, putting in the combination and slinging my backpack off to put my notebooks in it for class. Sadly, Justin followed me here he has other friends but he seems to bug me more than the rest.

"Did someone piss on your cereal this morning or what?" He asked.

I took a deep breath, slamming my locker shut and turning around to face the guy my ex-girlfriend cheated on me with. Who also happened to me one of my best friends, but now I want to really punch him.

"Can you stop talking to me? I really don't want to be associated with you, so stop." I said in the most calm voice ever.

"You're kidding right? Are you on drugs?" He laughed.

I rolled my eyes and scoffed.

"I wouldn't do anything that I'll regret later on like our friendship, girlfriend stealer or should I say number 2."

"Number 2? Wha- Oh."

"Yeah, oh" I mimicked and started walking to first period.

"She came up to me, dude." Justin raised his hands in defense.

"I don't think the 'I want you' messages say that." I countered.

"You saw those, that's fucked up." He shook his head, is he being serious?

"Are you serious? You and my ex-girlfriend messing around is fucked up." I looked at him disgusted he would try playing the victim and literally changing the topic with something else.

"She came to me! Besides, not my fault that you can't keep a girl with the small dick you have!" He smirked. (A/n boi im about to smack you for spreading lies 😂)

I lost it.

I threw myself at him, punching him on the face and causing us to fall to the ground where we kept fighting. He managed to punch me in the gut and was able to take advantage by punching me more. I honesty didn't know what u www doing, this was my first fight and all Greg has ever told was to not let my guard down and keep throwing punches. It was what I was doing.