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The others try to break you up

The others try to break you two up

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Louis - I was sitting at the table with Barbara and y/n, Niall had gone to the toilet and we were sitting in silence eating our meals y/n had cooked so well for us. I slowly chewed my chicken as I looked in between y/ns submissive glance and Barbara's death glare.

"I-Im just going to check my phone, it's upstairs. I thought I heard my mums ringtone" y/n stuttered, getting up slowly then hurrying out of the kitchen.

"Why don't you like her? I don't understand!" I questioned turning to Barbara.

"She's a cheaper and uglier version of Ellie" she said curtly making my jaw clench.

"You don't know shit about her" I growled

"Oh Louis, I know a hell of a lot more about her than you do" she said. Our foreheads almost touching as we growled at each other from the adjacent seats. I heard y/ns tiny pitter pattering feet coming down the stairs, in a swift motion I was suddenly aware of Barbara's head in my lap. What the hell.

"Lou?" I heard y/n squeak, I looked up. From her frozen self I presume that this scenario probably looked incredibly sexual.

"Darling it's not what it looks like" I said putting my hands behind my head in defeat

"Louis?" I heard Niall growl a few seconds later, him walking in on his girlfriends head in the lap of his best mate probably wasn't the greatest of surprises. Barbara bobbed back up and giggled mischievously, wiping her chin (although there being nothing on there) she had staged it all perfectly for the shock and misery of these two. Y/n ran out of the house within a few seconds, taking the 'flight' instinct. Niall however took the 'fight' instinct and came at he with his balled fist and red face.

Niall - you were at a party with Niall and of course all the others (meaning you and your moderately priced burgundy dress would be compared to those stick figures in their beautifully hand stitched dresses made by the angels). You stood by Niall all night with your novelty red cup in your hand, you began to enjoy yourself as the party progressed. But of course, none of the others could possibly accept that. Niall asked you to go get him another drink which of course you did, on your way back you had lost him.

**Nialls POV** "come quick Niall, Eleanor really needs help and I can't find any of the boys anywhere!" Perrie shouted at me over the thrashing sound of the base.

"What why?" I asked curtly

"She's hurt herself! We have taken her into one of the spare bedrooms. Quick!" She said dragging me through the house of sweaty bodies.

We sprinted up the stares and barged into the first bedroom, I saw Eleanor sprawled out on the bed not looking in any particular pain.

"What's wrong" I asked walking towards her

"Oh nothing it's just I.. Um" she muttered looking at her legs.. Was she high? Drunk?

"She's coming quick!" Perrie shouted all of a sudden. With that I felt someone push me in the back, causing me to collapse on top of Eleanor. Her arms and legs encased me as she began kissing me madly.

"Niall?" I heard y/ns voice squeak, a kilogram of disappointment in her voice.

"Baby, honestly it's not what it looks like" I began everything moving too quickly

"No, get away you sick bastard!" She screamed as I saw a few tears trickle down her cheeks. How it killed me not to be able to kiss those tears away.