I looked at it a few more times to make sure I was reading it correctly. Grace now had her head up and was staring into the distance. I opened my mouth a few times to speak but I didn’t know what to say to her. I placed the piece of paper back in front of her and took her hand.

Grace turned her head to look at me. ‘This is Niall’s baby not Louis.’ Grace swiftly stood up grabbing her bag and the paper and walked towards the door. ‘We need to get going. Harry’s fight starts soon.’ I walked after her out of the flat and into her car. The journey to the warehouse was quiet and I didn’t want to push her to speak.

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We pulled up outside and Zayn was waiting for us. He took one last puff of his cigarette and threw it to the ground stamping it out. Grace stormed right past Zayn and straight in not bothering to wait for me or Zayn. Zayn looked at me confused.

‘Hormones.’ I lied.

Zayn nodded and walked me in to where Grace was already sitting next to the ring tapping her foot impatiently. I sat next to Grace and Zayn sat the other side of me. We were surrounded by punters placing their final bets when I overheard a conversation between two men.

‘Apparently Horan is fighting tonight.’
‘I didn’t know he was fighting again.’
‘Yea first one in about a year, should be interesting to watch.’

‘Betting has now closed.’ A man called over all the shouting and the referee stepped into the ring.

‘Our first match is between Harry Styles’ as the referee said his name he entered the ring to a chorus of cheering and shouting from the crowd. ‘And Jeremy Davies.’ There was cheering as he entered the ring but not as much as when Harry entered.

Both men walked to the middle of the ring where the referee was standing.
‘I gave you your instructions in the dressing room.Remember protect your self at all times and above allobey my command at all times. I want a nice clean fight please gentlemen. Ok touch gloves and come out at the bell.’ The boys followed the instructions and bumped their gloves making their way back to their corner.

Harry bent low down to Liam in his corner allowing him to put his mouth guard in before the bell sounded. The match started and Harry soon got the upper hand knocking his opponent on his arse a few times gaining a cheer from the crowd each time. Harry was playing to the crowd showing his muscles and hopping from foot to foot around the ring.

‘Cocky twat’ I accidently said aloud gaining a laugh from Zayn.

Anybody betting on the other guy would have been an idiot as Harry won easily and sauntered back to the changing rooms to get ready for the next fight. I rolled my eyes at him as he walked away with Liam following him.

About 10 minutes later they both returned joining us at our table.

‘How come you’re not in Louis’ corner tonight then?’ I asked Zayn trying to ignore Harry making stupid faces at me. Harry had a few bruises starting to form of his face from where he hadn’t been quick enough.

‘It wouldn’t be fair on Niall you know being in Louis’ corner and all.’ Zayn said in his thick accent still facing the ring.

‘I guess so.’ I nodded agreeing with him.

‘Oi you’ Harry said over the table at me. ‘Why are you ignoring me?’

‘Oh I’m sorry I didn’t see you there’ I leaned forward winking at him.

‘Our next fight’ the referee shouted interrupting our banter ‘is between Niall Horan and Louis Tomlinson.’

Each boy entered the ring and walked to the middle of the ring like Harry had. The referee repeated his speech asking the boys to touch gloves but Niall just turned around and walked back to his corner. He had what looked like a large bandage wrapped around his thigh.

Grace was biting her nails watching Niall closely. Niall looked down at her and smiled making Grace smile. The bell rang making me jump and Niall was the first to throw a successful punch knocking Louis back a few steps.

Louis was soon back on Niall throwing a few punches and Niall managing to block a few. Considering Niall hadn’t fought in a long time he was doing well to hold Louis back but soon he started to struggle with his thigh and was limping around the ring.

Grace was now on her feet next to ring shouting to Niall. The bell rang and the boys returned to their corner with Grace following Niall. She removed his mouth guard giving him a drink and wiping the cut he had gained above his eye.

The bell rang and Grace kissed Niall before replacing his mouth guard and stepping down from the ring.

Niall was struggling now. He wasn’t blocking many punches and taking a lot more. With one swift punch Louis knocked him to the floor.

Louis walked around him like a predator. ‘Stay down Niall.’

Niall fought against the pain and made it back to his feet connecting a punch to Louis’ face but it had no effect on him. Louis knocked Niall down again with one swift punch but this time climbed on top of him and sent punch after punch into Niall’s face.

Grace was up and climbing into the ring before anyone could stop her and I instinctively followed her in. She pulled Louis off of Niall and used her body to protect him while I stood in between them staring into Louis’ angry eyes.

‘Jesus Christ. Get them out of there.’ I heard Harry call over the boo’s from the crowd for stopping the show.

I felt footsteps coming across the ring towards us but Louis and I never broke eye contact. Grace was swiftly picked up and carried out of the ring by Liam much to her distress as Zayn helped Niall out.

I never moved from my spot and neither did Louis. We were having a sort of stand off in the middle of the ring until Harry came in and grabbed my arm. I pulled my arm out of his grasp and moved forward so I was right in Louis face now.

‘Grace had a paternity test. It isn’t yours.’ I said through gritted teeth and turned around to storm of out the ring with Harry in tow.