"Oh and Harry, tell Niall I'll gladly go out with him tomorrow night."

What? I stand on Rion's porch with my jaw hung open. Why am I such a fuck up? I finally found someone that might actually be worth fighting for and I go and fuck everything up. I run my fingers through my hair in frustration. "Fucking Niall." I say through clenched teeth.

I'm so angry at myself, but Niall especially. Niall absolutely knows that Rion and I have a thing. He's seen our text messages for Christ sake! I know what he's doing. He's playing innocent and dumb just to get in her pants like he did with.. Never mind that. I can't let Rion go out with Niall tomorrow night she's just gonna get hurt.

I catch myself smiling at my phone yet again looking through Rion's Instagram feed. God is she beautiful. I need to see her soon, I'm going crazy. I can't wait to get lost starring into her big brown eyes. I will lace my fingers through her long wavy hair and plant kisses along her soft naked body.

"What you smiling at, you weirdo." Niall says dragging me out of my fantasies.

"Oh nothing." I reply quickly.

"Oh nothing my ass. Let me see!" He stands up from the couch making his way towards me swiftly.

"No, it's nothing."

"Then let me see your phone." He demands.

"No! I yank my arm away from his so he doesn't grab it.

"Come on mate." He laughs still trying to get my phone.

"Niall just leave me alone. God Dammit." Im starting to get pissed off. Niall knows how I feel about him knowing the girls that I have feelings for. I don't care if he knows about the girls I fuck around with. There's a difference, whenever I find a girl I have interest in Niall always takes them from me and I'm sick of it.

He leaped across the coffee table in the middle of the break room lunging on top of me. "Come on let me see the girl." He whines trying to grab my phone. He's such a child!

"Hmm Rion Bellows, she's hot." His face contains a smirk has he hold my phone looking through her pictures.

"Yes Niall, she is hot, and not yours." I reply ripping my phone out of his hands.

"And how do you suppose she's yours?" He rebuttals.

"Because."

"Oh yeah that sounds like she's yours alright."

"You clearly don't know anything!" I defend.

"Enlighten me then." He says placing his hand under his chin. His eyebrow knit together waiting for an explanation.

"I don't have to prove anything to you." God he annoying as hell.

"Exactly." He says standing up. "So you don't mind if I have her number?" He turns to me with raised eyebrows.

"Absolutely not." I half yell. I finally give in and pull my phone back out. "Here look for yourself, she's mine." I sigh.

Niall's mouth hangs open as he reads through the dirty text messages. I can't believe I'm showing him these. He had no right to know what we talk about but I needed to show him. All of the sudden the corner of his mouth turns up into a smile. Why the hell is he smiling?

He hands me back my phone. "I've read enough." He says still containing a smile. With that he exits the room.

It's been three hours since I left Ry's house. I walked the streets of Boston all alone trying to clear my head. I love walking around at night because rarely anyone recognizes you. I sit down on a park bench. I left out a huff of air trying to relax myself. I can't take it anymore. I need to talk to Niall.

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"Niall!" I yell through the hotel halls. I see Louis and Zayn enter the hotel through a balcony door. A strange odor fills my nostrils. I recognize this smell. Sure enough I confirm the smell when I see Louis' eyes.

"You guys are gonna get caught again." I roll my eyes at the high Louis and Zayn.

"Harold, you need to try it, you could really use it." Louis says laughing.

"No. Tell me where Niall is." I say in anger. "Now." My patience is running low and I can't take it anymore.

"I'm right here."

I turn my head to find Niall shirtless walking out from his room zipping his jeans up.

"Is someone in there with you?" I ask.

"It's been a pleasure fellas." Zayn says awkwardly. He leaves with Louis following him like a puppy dog, leaving Niall and I standing alone in the Hotel halls.

"Why does it matter?" He scrunches his nose in confusion.

"Why does it matter?" I scoff. "It matters because Rion is going out with you tomorrow night and here you are fucking some other girl. Don't you realize you're just gonna hurt her!"

Niall's eyes widen in surprise. "I won't hurt her. I actually care for her. Unlike you"

"What do you mean unlike me? I care for her!" I yell in his face.

"All you care about is if she pleases you. You just want to fuck her and move on like you always do" He says.

He's pissing me off. Rion likes me not Niall. He has no chance with her and I need to let him know.

"You're right all I want to do is fuck her, hell I wanna do so many fucking things to her while she moans my fucking name not yours. And when the day comes and I fuck her, she still won't be yours."

Niall lets out a laugh shaking his head. "Too bad I've already fucked her then."

"What?" I spit out. There's no way. He's lying and just trying to piss me off.

"That's right. When you were out sulking like a little boy she was in my room." He says. "Her skin was so soft, and the way her hips moved as she-"

"Liar!" I yell loudly cutting him off. Before I realize what I'm doing I feel my fist connect with Niall's jaw. We land on the ground, I repetitively throw my fist at his face.

"Stop! I hear a faint yell. "Harry get off him."

That voice.

I climb off of Niall and sure enough there's Rion running from his room. She's wearing his white MONDAY t-shirt and ugly green boxers. I close and open my eyes to make sure my mind isn't playing tricks on me.

Niall's face turns into a bloody smile. Ry is by his side helping him. Niall wasn't lying. But why would she do it? Why would she hurt me like this. I feel my eyes starting to tear up.

"Why."

19 will be up tonight.