Psychic or Psycho?

Niall's POV

I walk down the hallway. Louis, Zayn and now HARRY?! Dear lord, dear lord no. No. N.O.

I pushed his door open, knowing fully well it would not be locked. He sat up in his bed.

"What are you doing here, Niall," he asked. I falsely smiled at him, knowing what I'd do. I walked to his bedside, and picked him up by the collar.

"Louis," I growled, "what did you do. Why did you take credit for the notes I'D wrote her?! I was supposed to get that dance, I was supposed to be close with her!" I could feel my face reddening with anger.

"I just- uh- Niall, please don't-" he put his hands up to block the punch I was about to throw. It slammed into his temple, naming Louis fall to the ground.

"Why'd you do it?!" I kept barking at him, but I knew why. Why he'd did what he did. I kicked Louis in the gut, multiple times.

When I thought he'd had enough, I stopped. He rolled around on the floor, groaning in pain. The pain I'd given him. Just like the pain he'd given me. I walked out, frowning to myself

Notes

Hahaha.... I've got an idea for the next cliffahanger!!!!!!