Niall's Point of View

I walked out of the studio and quickly zipped up my jacket. It was freezing outside. I passed my training which meant I was officially a manager's bitch. I have to admit, I'm pretty excited about it; I'll get to work on some music whenever I'm off and see some awesome musicians come through here. I sat down and put my seat belt on. Damn Ada got in my head. "People die all the time from car crashes". Or she said something to that effect. I took out my phone and called Ada. It was only eleven, I'm sure she'd still be at the party. I put my car in reverse and held the phone to my ear as it continued to ring. No answer. I'd just have to go there myself. I'm sure they wouldn't mind--Ada said they liked me.

I parked on the side of the road and got out, rubbing my hands together hoping they would get a little warmer. I walked in and everyone was at the table laughing. I didn't like the words I was hearing.

"I can't believe Ada did that! She's a crazy bitch!"

"Watch it Sarah!"

"Not in a bad way Liam! That was amazing!"

I knocked on the wall since no one noticed me. They were all piss drunk. "Hey guys." I couldn't help but laugh at them. They all waved and Sarah gave me a big hug. She was lucky to have these guys as friends. If not she would be the biggest slut at our school. "So where's Ada?"

Zayn spoke, "She went to a room with Harry. She's kinda wasted." With Harry? If he tries anything on him I'm going to kill him.

"Thanks." I smiled and they carried on. I went upstairs, door to door. This house is so damn big. I reached the last door and opened it. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. Harry turned around and looked at me quickly. He looked angry and scared all at the same time.

"Get off her." I was stern but calm.

"We aren't doing anything." He tried to imitate my tone but he was too drunk. It was funny because when he was drunk he talked even slower.

"Hey Niall!" Ada sat up and smiled at me. "Can't you see we're a little busy?" Why was she drunk? She's never drank before. I wanted to be the one to drink with her first. I gave Harry another glare.

"I'm serious Harry, get up and walk away."

"Why? You aren't with her! You don't own her!"

"Yeah Niall!" She stood up and tripped over herself until she got to me. "I like Harry. I told you I didn't like you like that." She had her index finger pressed against my chest. I could feel my anger kicking in. I wanted to push her but Harry was here, and I told myself I'd never do that to her again. "I'm having a good time with Harry! Don't ruin it for me!" She walked back over to the bed and sat down crossing her arms. Harry was standing up with fierce eyes. I'd never seen him so angry before.

"I think you need to go."

"You're taking advantage of her. She's drunk and you know it."

"And I'm drunk too!" He took a step towards me. "I would never hurt Ada like you hurt her! I know what you did to her. I saw the whole thing but I couldn't remember until just now when you looked at her the way you did that night." I pushed Harry to the ground and punched him as hard as I could. He grunted and I kept punching him.

"Niall stop! Get off of him! Stop it now!" I could hear Ada faintly but when I got in a fight I went to my own little world. I didn't see Harry anymore; I saw the guy who taught me how to do this. I saw my leader, the one I looked up to for three years. I felt someone above me and I came back to reality. It was Liam. He picked me up off of Harry like it was nothing. I really wouldn't want to get into a fight with him--even if he was drunk.

"What the hell are you doing?!" I looked at Harry and Ada was leaning over him crying and apologizing even though she didn't do anything wrong. "Huh? What do you think you're doing?"

"He was hurting her!" I lied but Liam knows Harry. He knows Harry wouldn't do anything to hurt her; he saw through me.

"I don't want to ever see you with Ada ever again. I don't care how great of friends you're becoming. It's over. Now get out!"

I felt a tear forming for the first time in years. I really wasn't going to be able to see her anymore. Not in the open at least. She looked at me with disgust and then back at Harry.

"Out!" Liam yelled again. I went down the stairs passing all of the drunks and finally reached my car. I punched the door instead of opening it. "Ahhhhh!" I screamed and looked at my hand. It had to be at least fractured--there was blood everywhere. I slammed the door shut and hit my head against the steering wheel. I had real friends. People who liked me for the real me and I lost all of them in one night because I can't control my anger.

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Ada's Point of View

I took another sponge and lightly dabbed underneath his eye. It would be bruised for a while. I had never seen a fight before. I guess it wasn't much of a fight considering it only went one way. I can't believe Niall would do this to Harry. I was definitely much more sober now than the two hours before this happened. He began opening his eyes,

"Hey, are you okay?" Of course he's not. "I mean, how are you feeling?" He tried to touch his eye but I grabbed his hand. "It'll hurt if you touch it." His voice was groggy, still attractive, but groggy nonetheless.

"What happened?" I tried to fake a smile,

"Well I was stupid and got really drunk and then we made out....for real this time. Niall walked in and you began fighting over me. Now we're at your house." He looked around still dazed.

"Is my mum home? She can't find out about this."

"No, she's still at the hospital. I called my mom and she said neither one of them will be getting off until noon." He sighed,

"Does it look awful? It hurts pretty bad."

"It doesn't look good but with some makeup I can fix you right up." I finally got a laugh out of him.

"So who won?" He tried to lighten the mood but I frowned,

"It wasn't a fair match. I'm so sorry Harry, this is all my fault. I don't remember everything tonight, but I remember flirting with you a lot and then we ended up on Maggie's sisters bed."

"Don't worry, I remember everything. I made sure I wasn't as drunk as you." He reached up and touched my face, "I'd be so upset if I did." What did I do? It must have been really embarrassing. I hated alcohol in that sense. I keep going in and out, I just want to remember everything. "But I swear we didn't do anything you would regret. I mean, maybe you would but," he stuttered, "the only thing I took from you tonight was your alcohol virginity. Not any other kind." I blushed. I really wanted to know what happened now.

I adjusted his pillow and brushed his hair out of his face, "I have some Advil I want you to take and then will you be ready to go to sleep?"

"Yeah, but I want to ask you something first." I couldn't handle any questions tonight but he took a beating for me so I owed it to him. I nodded. "Did Niall give you those bruises that night? And don't lie to me Ada." I nodded again. He looked so, so sad. Almost like he wish he could have protected me. "Why did he do that?"

"I honestly don't think he meant to squeeze so hard. He apologized and I didn't ask anymore questions. Ever since then he's been really nice to me and we've become friends."

"But he likes you more than a friend." I tilted my head, yeah, I think he does.

"I suppose he does. But it doesn't matter because I don't like him like that."

"Do you like me like that? Like more than friends." I think I do but I don't want to mess with his head.

"I think I do." I couldn't lie to him anymore. Not about this at least.

"I like you much more than a friend Ada. Ever since this summer. I just never had the nerve to say anything," he chuckled, "and it didn't help that I was drunk all the time."

"Maybe we could try hanging out again without alcohol."

"I'd like that." I could see him trying to smile but I know it hurt his eye really badly. I got off the bed and gave him the Advil.

"I guess I'm going to go back to Maggie's. I'm supposed to be staying there tonight.

"No, Ada, stay here." Were those puppy dog eyes? "Please, stay here." I couldn't say no.

"I'm going to need a t-shirt--I'm not sleeping in this dress. And why do I feel sticky?" Harry tried to laugh without moving his cheeks. He was in so much pain.

"You can take a shower, I'll tell you about it tomorrow." He gave me a towel and t-shirt and lay back down, taking his shirt off first.

I turned on the water and unzipped my dress. I can already feel the headache that's supposed to start when I wake up. As I washed my hair with Harry's men's shampoo I heard my phone ringing. I hadn't thought of a ringtone for him yet so it was just the Dracula themed tune. It's like two in the morning, what the hell did he want? I literally never want to talk to him again. I don't care about his life story anymore. I don't care why he bruised me or why he 'likes' me, I just want him to leave me alone.

I put on Harry's black t-shirt and could smell his vanilla scent. I didn't have any pants on and if I were with Oaks I really wouldn't care but Harry has never seen my like this before. I saw four missed calls and turned my phone off. I was through with Niall. I quietly walked into Harry's room and I wasn't sure where he wanted me to sleep so I grabbed a pillow off of his bed and looked for a blanket. He was laying on his stomach with his arms wrapped around a pillow and I heard,

"No."

"What?"

"You're laying in the bed with me Ada. We don't have to touch but you're not sleeping on the floor and neither am I." I didn't argue. I quickly slipped under the covers before he saw my lower half. I guess he'd seen me in some pretty short dresses but this was different. He turned towards me and I could still smell the alcohol on his breath.

"Goodnight Ada."

"Night Harry."

Notes

So, crappy, I know.....sorry. I'll try to make a better one tomorrow!

p.s.- I really hate Niall right now! You have no idea how hard this is to write when I love him so much haha