Peyton: A Fictional Narrative

I winced as Peyton yanked me along, pulling us into the kitchen. "Get the hell out!" She ordered at the drunk couple smooching on the counter, roughly shoving them along and slamming the door closed. "What's wrong with you?!" I grunted, tearing my wrist from her grasp. "What's wrong with me?" She asked, completely astonished. "What the hell is wrong with you, are you crazy?!" "Crazy? You're the one acting like a psycho!" "Maybe that's because I've been searching for you for over an hour!" She shouted, shoving he finger into my chest. "Why?!" "Why? Why?!" She screamed. "I told you to stay with Liam and when I got back you were gone! I thought something terrible had happened, I even made Harry leave and search around for you in his damn …show more content…

"It's my fault, all of it. I should've never left you." I didn't reject this time when she stepped forward pulling me into a hug. "I'm so sorry Lori, I was so stupid to tell you to hang around Louis, push you into coming to this party, and then leave you." I sighed, squeezing her before pulling away. "It's okay, I was stupid too, I should of never agreed to be alone with him when I barely knew him." "Niall?" She blurted. What? "No, Louis." "But you were alone with Niall too." Why is she so worried about that? Nothing happened when I was with him, unlike when I was with Louis. "Yes, well at first I was sitting out there by myself." I explained. "Then he showed up and sat by me." "Did he try anything?" "No." Well he touched my knee but that's it. "Good." She sighed. "Stay away him." "Wh-" I began. "Because. Niall's dangerous." She whispered, almost like she was afraid he would hear. "He's doesn't have the best past, okay? He's done some stuff." "Like what?" "That doesn't matter." She said sternly. "Just promise you'll stay away. I couldn't live with myself if something were to happen to you. Please." "Okay." I agreed, I've known Peyton for fourteen years and I know she only wants whats best for me, besides I'm not too fond of Niall …show more content…

Of course if I was in sunny park with daisies and kids I wouldn't be scared but as of now I wasn't currently in the best area, the town outside of the collage housed some of the most fearful frat houses known to man. Pulling out my pepper spray I held it tightly it my right hand, preparing for anything that would occur. I wasn't taking any chances, you can't trust anyone, even the people who come off as nice, as I've seen with Louis. I guess you could say his little stunt has gotten me a little paranoid. But hey, being a little apprehensive is better than being completely oblivious to your surroundings. I grip on my shoulder sprung me from my thoughts. Jerking forwards I turned around aiming my weapon directly at my attacker. "Whoa, calm down there sweets." "Niall?" I lowered the bottle, but still kept a tight hold on it. Niall stood in front of me holding his oh so famous smirk. "I didn't know you go here." I stated, gesturing to the campus. "Oh, I don't." He scratched the back of his neck. "I was just meeting up with a friend." His behavior seemed suspicious but I let it pass not wanting to push it. "Okay, well I should be on my way." I turned only to be tugged back by his hand wrapping securely around my wrist this time. "Are you walking home?" He asked