Wrecking Ball
Chapter 3
It was the night of Grace’s ‘date’ with Niall. I don’t even know if you can call it that as I was tagging along. I got ready and walked to Grace’s bedroom door and knocked. When I walked in Grace was running around the room panicking.
‘I don’t know what to wear Samii and Niall is going to be here in 15 minutes!’
I smiled and walked over to her wardrobe and emerged with an outfit for her to wear. After she got changed we sat in our living room and waited for Niall.
‘I’m so nervous Samii’ Grace said while she was biting her nails.
I pulled her hand away from her mouth.
‘Don’t be, it will be a good night. Where are we exactly going?’
‘I’m not sure’ with that there was a honk from a car outside and we grabbed our purses and I locked the door. Niall got out of his car and walked up to Grace placing a hand on her waist and giving her a quick kiss on the cheek. I could see her blush a little but she composed herself. Niall looked at me and he introduced himself, shaking hands I noticed some of his tattoos. I’m not sure how I feel about all his tattoos.
We pulled up outside what looked like a derelict warehouse, some of the windows were broken and the street it was on was darkly lit. Grace and I exchanged looks before Niall came round to open her door. Once we were outside I could hear shouting coming from inside the building, I hesitated before following Grace and Niall in.
Inside was a large room that was brightly lit with flood lights, in the middle of the room was a shabby looking boxing ring surrounded with people cheering and shouting at the two people fighting in the ring. One of the guys was covered in tattoos like Niall and was clearly winning the fight.
We walked over and found a few seats at the back but still had a good view of the ring. Niall sat down next to Grace and began whispering in her ear. The bell rang and the two guys made their way to their corner of the ring. Both of them had blood and bruising to their faces, their flimsy boxing gloves weren’t really protecting them. The bell rang again and they both made their way to the centre.
‘GO ON LOUIS’ Niall shouted.
‘Louis is the one with the tattoos and that’s Zayn with the black hair in his corner.’ Niall said leaning over to us.
I stood up to get a better view and sure enough I could see a black haired boy shouting encouragement and instructions to the boy in the ring. With one final punch Louis’ opponent was down. I’m not sure how I felt about this, I knew it was illegal but Grace was having a good time with Niall so I didn’t say anything.
The next fight involved another of Nialls friends called Harry, we moved next to the ring so Niall could talk to his friends including Liam who was shouting encouragement to Harry as he fought. Harry was a strong fighter and won the fight easily. As the ref raised his hand we made eye contact, Harry stared and winked. I blushed and quickly looked away. I was unsure of Niall and his friends; they didn’t seem the type to miss with.
‘I don’t know what to wear Samii and Niall is going to be here in 15 minutes!’
I smiled and walked over to her wardrobe and emerged with an outfit for her to wear. After she got changed we sat in our living room and waited for Niall.
‘I’m so nervous Samii’ Grace said while she was biting her nails.
I pulled her hand away from her mouth.
‘Don’t be, it will be a good night. Where are we exactly going?’
‘I’m not sure’ with that there was a honk from a car outside and we grabbed our purses and I locked the door. Niall got out of his car and walked up to Grace placing a hand on her waist and giving her a quick kiss on the cheek. I could see her blush a little but she composed herself. Niall looked at me and he introduced himself, shaking hands I noticed some of his tattoos. I’m not sure how I feel about all his tattoos.
We pulled up outside what looked like a derelict warehouse, some of the windows were broken and the street it was on was darkly lit. Grace and I exchanged looks before Niall came round to open her door. Once we were outside I could hear shouting coming from inside the building, I hesitated before following Grace and Niall in.
Inside was a large room that was brightly lit with flood lights, in the middle of the room was a shabby looking boxing ring surrounded with people cheering and shouting at the two people fighting in the ring. One of the guys was covered in tattoos like Niall and was clearly winning the fight.
We walked over and found a few seats at the back but still had a good view of the ring. Niall sat down next to Grace and began whispering in her ear. The bell rang and the two guys made their way to their corner of the ring. Both of them had blood and bruising to their faces, their flimsy boxing gloves weren’t really protecting them. The bell rang again and they both made their way to the centre.
‘GO ON LOUIS’ Niall shouted.
‘Louis is the one with the tattoos and that’s Zayn with the black hair in his corner.’ Niall said leaning over to us.
I stood up to get a better view and sure enough I could see a black haired boy shouting encouragement and instructions to the boy in the ring. With one final punch Louis’ opponent was down. I’m not sure how I felt about this, I knew it was illegal but Grace was having a good time with Niall so I didn’t say anything.
The next fight involved another of Nialls friends called Harry, we moved next to the ring so Niall could talk to his friends including Liam who was shouting encouragement to Harry as he fought. Harry was a strong fighter and won the fight easily. As the ref raised his hand we made eye contact, Harry stared and winked. I blushed and quickly looked away. I was unsure of Niall and his friends; they didn’t seem the type to miss with.
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