Niall's POV:

I had a feeling what this talk was about. And it wasn't going to be good.

"What the hell were you thinking?" Louis screamed at me, jealousy strongly written on his face. His trembling hands were drawn into fists, like he was trying not to hit me. I could see the purple veins popping out of his neck as he clenched his jaw and shut his eyes tight, inhaling in and out. "She's mine! Mine!"

"Technically, she isn't your girlfriend," I pointed out, "she doesn't even know you."

"I can't believe it. I can't believe it!" Louis turned around to face to face the wall, his fingers rubbing his temples. "My own best mate going for my girl!"

Slowly, I started edging to the door. "I'm not going for your girl," I laughed nervously, but I couldn't help feel the lie thick and strong in my mouth. "I'm not going for your girl," I repeated, trying to convince Louis and myself.

Louis stared at me, disbelief on his face. "Well, you have this 'Irish charm' that gets girls falling on their knees for you. Even Samantha is falling for it!"

I bit my lip, wondering if there was a way out of that. "Um... she loves you. And only you." But inside, this voice screamed inside me, "Then you'll make Samantha fall for you. And only you." And I knew I had to obey that voice. Because there is something about Samantha that draws me to her. Her smile, so sweet and innocent. Her personality, so funny and strong-willed. And her eyes-- the fiery determination in the gray storm of her eyes.

"You're right," sighed Louis, sitting down on a chair. "You're right. She loves me. And only me." And as he said those words, I felt my heart sink because I realized that he was right. Samantha only loved him. Because I wasn't good enough. I was never good enough. And why would such a beautiful girl like her go with such a useless guy like me?

My thoughts were interrupted as a sharp pain exploded in my cheek. I cupped it in my hand, doubling over, squeezing my eyes shut, coughing as the faint taste of blood was I'm my mouth. I looked up slightly as I coughed and I saw Louis looming over me, anger taking over his whole face, his eyes with a small glint in them, like he was enjoying what he was seeing. "Did you learn your lesson?" Louis hissed, glaring at me. "Back off!" And from that instant, I knew that I didn't learn my lesson. I was not only going to win Samantha's heart for me, but for revenge to Louis. To make him pay for his anger to his best mate. I will make him pay.

I glanced up at Louis, but I wasn't angry. I just felt confidence. I was going to win. I was going to take Samantha. And as I strraightened my back, I whispered so low that no one could hear it, "I didn't learn my lesson so why don't you back off?"

It looked like Louis was going to hit me again, but then there were shouts for help downstairs. Without looking back, I raced down and saw Samantha crumpled on the ground, her gray eyes staring at nothing. And I pushed past my band mates and Miranda to see Samantha. And our gaze locked, and as she faded into unconsciousness, I felt true love for the first time.

Notes

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-JJ