Psychic or Psycho?

Jace's POV

"Can I come up with you?" I nod and motion with my hands for Niall to come up. He sits on the opposite branch, facing me.

"Louis told me what happened." I cringe at the sound of his name.

"Don't talk about him. I. Don't . Want to. Talk about him." I remember when I wa with Zayn, and my vision. Harry.

"Tell me about Harry." Niall looks shocked, but he looks around from left to right to make sure no one is there listening.

"He got kicked out of every school in London. He was smoking at the age 12. He was very ride and got poor grades. He beat up children, like you and I. He use to... Use girls, like yourself. I'm afraid you might be his next victim."

"I don't understand. "

"He use to use girls, date them, change their personality, then drop them. He will drop you at your weakest point, Jace. His parents sent him here, to the Institute, because they thought it would help him. It's only been a few days, but I think we know where this is going."

We both laughed.

"Can you sing," I blurted out. Where did that come from?

"Yes," he said.

"Will you sing for me? Please?" Why am I begging him?

He moved to my branch. I leaned on his chest, wow, for a twelve or thirteen yer old, he has abs. What?

"You and I,
we don't wanna be like them.
We can make it to the end.
Nothin can come between you and I.
Not even the gods above,
can separate the two of us,
nothing can come bebetween you and I."

I started to drift off. I snuggled into Niall's chest as he whispered something just before I let the darkness encase me.

"Is brea liom tu."

Notes

You won't know what that means till later in the story! Haha.