The Girl Next Door

Mia has just moved into a new apartment in London and her neighbor happens to be Liam Payne. She thinks she has fallen for his friend Niall, until Liam gets involved and things get complicated.
Niall or Liam? Niall or Liam?
Will she end up with one of them or none?
Will she be able to escape her past and have a chance at romance?
Or will she stay 'just The Girl Next Door...

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57. Quite a fight

Zayn's P.O.V

Jake steps away from Mia when he sees her eyelids roll back into her head, and seconds later, her knees buckle and I foresee her falling to the ground in a heap. This is when my reflexes kick in and I run forward quickly, catching her before she hits the ground. 

I then turn to see Liam blocking Jake's exit, standing in front of the door with his arms folded across his chest. Jake then grins at him, "Mate, don't make me hurt you." Jake says to him. 

"You mean the way you hurt her?" Liam asks sternly. 

"I didn't hurt her!" Jake exclaims, "She fainted that's all, it wasn't my fault."

"Yeah right." I mutter under my breath. 

I then lift Mia carefully and start to make my way up the stairs with her, Liam following me, dragging Jake along with him. 

Mia's P.O.V

I come to, to the sound of Liam and Zayn's voices, and a throbbing pain in my head. 

"What the hell?" I ask, confused. 

I remember being pinned against the wall downstairs and now I was lying on Liam's sofa, Zayn squatting next to me, holding an ice pack to my forehead. I slowly sit up and glance around the room. Liam was talking on the phone, Zayn was next to me and Jake was sitting on the other couch, his nose bloody and disgusting, just the way it was that night. 

I swallow down the lump in my throat and turn to Zayn, "Um, Zayn? What happened?" I ask, confused, my head hurting. 

He passes me the ice pack and I hold it to where it hurts as he tells me the story. 

"You blacked out, scared the crap out of us by the way." He explains, "Then I carried you up here, Liam and Jake followed me and as I was laying you down on the couch Jake made a rude remark and-" 

I cut him off "What did he say?" I ask and Zayn looks at me sadly. 

"I'm a big girl Zayn, it can't possibly upset me more than I am at the moment so just tell me!" I snap. 

"He said "Serves her right, passing out, you should have let her fell and then maybe she would join her retarded sister in hell." Zayn tells me quietly. 

I go to lunge across the room at Jake but Zayn is too quick, grabbing my waist and pulling me back down. "So then.." He continues, "Liam punched him in the face. That was about half an hour ago. Then I told Liam about what Jake did, I hope that's ok by the way, and Liam feels terrible about it. And you were still passed out and you gave us a scare so Liam called Niall and is on the phone to him now." Zayn finishes and I nod, understanding.

I feel terrible. Now I've dragged Zayn, Liam and Niall into my mess. 

Zayn then calls out to Liam in the other room on the phone,  "Oi Liam, shes up and she's fine!" 

Liam then comes in the room, hanging up the phone and saying, "Niall's on his way over."

Shit. I feel like a little kid who got in trouble at school and needs to be picked up. And I hate that feeling.

Then Liam comes up to me and gives me a hug. 

Great, now I feel like the kid that has family issues and is bullied and the teacher feels sorry for me. I also hate that feeling. 

I tell myself not to resist and push him away and after a moments hesitation I hug back. 

Liam then pulls away awkwardly, "Mia, I'm so sorry." He tells me, "I feel terrible I really do."

"It's fine." I say, looking at my hands, "You didn't know."

"Still, I shouldn't have been so stupid. I just-" Liam is cut off by Jake.

"You just got sick of the jealousy and the anger towards her that was eating you up inside. Next time you should hit her, rather than me, it's very therapeutic." 

"I'll give you fucking therapeutic." I think to myself. But instead I say, "Shut up Jake, you're lucky you're still conscious, though you won't be as soon as I get the chance to wrap my hands around your throat." I threaten. 

"I love when you talk dirty to me." He says sarcastically and Liam has to hold me back to prevent me from murdering the little prick.

"Shut up." I say through gritted teeth, glaring at Jake. 

"Mia, I think you need to calm down." Liam tells me. 

"Calm down?" I repeat, raising my eyebrows at him. "I'm supposed to calm down? Well that's a little difficult when you're stuck in an apartment with a psycho stalker ex-boyfriend, a best friend and a guy that in the last 24 hours you thought you may have loved." 

"Well I don't know which one of you is the psycho stalker...but I think things are about to get slightly awkward and just a warning, she has a pretty mean punch." Jake says, looking to Zayn and Liam. 

Liam's grip on my wrist tightens and I turn towards him. 

"Liam, I'm really sorry about this, but it won't hurt for long." I warn, earning a confused look from him. 

I then quickly put my other hand over his and bend his arm backwards, getting free of his iron grip. He cries out in pain and rubs his wrist, "Shit Mia." He says. 

"Sorry." I reply, genuinely. 

I then make my way towards Jake. "Now this WILL hurt for a while. In fact, I'm counting on that." I say, taking his hand and pulling him off the couch, in one swift movement I knee him in- well that same area that I would definitely not feel comfortable touching in any other circumstance. 

Zayn and Liam both wince at the sight and I hear Zayn mutter under his breath "That's gonna hurt."

And of course, brilliant timing, this is when Niall walks in, a confused look on his face. 

He glance around the room and I put myself in his position for a moment. 

I walk into my best friends apartment, see my girlfriend standing next to a guy that's lying on the floor clutching his balls, two of my friends are watching in shock on the couch, one of them rubbing their red wrist. 

Yeah, this does not look good. 

Niall's P.O.V

My first thought walking into the room was "why the fuck is some guy on the ground clutching his balls"

My second thought was "why is Mia standing over him looking strangely happy."

Then I remembered what Liam had said on the phone. "Some Jake guy who is an ex boyfriend of Mia's showed up and she fainted."

I assumed the guy on the ground clutching his balls was Jake.

And I assumed the reason he was lying in the ground clutching his balls was Mia.

I tried not to feel sorry for the guy because no woman will understand the pain of getting hit in...well....that area.

But trust me it hurts.

One of the reasons I don't go goalie in soccer anymore, but that's another story.

"What the hell is going on here?" I ask, making my way over to where Liam and Zayn were sitting on the sofa. I sit next to them and as Zayn begins to explain what had happened, the ball clutcher stood up slowly and say down on the sofa across from us.

"So you're Mia's new boyfriend?" He asks.

His question was simple.

"Yes." I replied.

"How do you handle it?" He then asks, and I grit my teeth, resisting the urge to hit he guy.

I don't respond so he keeps going.

"Seriously, you must have a lot of patience, I mean come on, surely you must get so mad at her, always sleeping around, kissing your best friend, going out on a date with your other best friend. It was get tiring putting up with that reckless little skank, I mean, bitchy is easily handled, but Mia-"

Now I'm not proud of what I did to shut him up, but the bastard had it coming.

And I admit, I think we all took a bit of pleasure out of the sight of him clutching his balls with one hand, and holding his already bloody nose with the other. 

"Well, you have a mean punch, I'll give ya that." He says.

"Oh come off it Jake." Mia says, sitting down next to him. "Contrary to your beliefs you're not witty or funny. You're a sarcastic asshole. And I think it's safe to say you haven't changed a bit."

"Why change something that's already perfect?" He replies innocently.

"Someone call the dictionary publishers, I wasn't aware the definition of perfect had been changed." Mia states in reply.

"Well at least I don't use sarcasm as a defence mechanism." Jake tells her and she glares at him in reply.

"Really?" She asks, eyebrows raised.

"Really. You see I shouldn't need to defend myself at the moment, I'm not in a position to."

Mia then moved so quickly I barely noticed. She closes the gap between them by thrusting the palm of her hand upwards and hitting his nose, then as his eyes begin to tear,  she places her arm around him and she gets him in a headlock.

"still not in a position to defend yourself?" She asks as she holds the whimpering man in what I assume is a very uncomfortable position. 

I watch him splutter, quite literally coughing blood, as he tries to speak. 

Mia loosens her grip slightly, "What? What idiotic remark do you feel the need to say now?" Mia asks him. 

And that's when it happened. It happened so quickly I could have blinked and missed it.  

Just as Mia had loosened her grip to let him speak, he swiftly moved his arm around his head and pulls out of the head lock, leaving him standing there, clutching her wrist. Then, within seconds Mia was flipped over, leaving her lying on her back on the floor of Liam's apartment. 

Zayn, Liam and I all rush to her side. Jake, standing over us. 

"Wow, I gotta give you some credit Mia, 3 boyband members, worth at least a million bucks each. Not bad, skank, not bad." He says, looking down at her. 

Then Mia cocked her head slightly, turning to look at Zayn, Liam and I, she mouths one word:

 "move."

Then her leg twitches and I understand her. The boys and I stand up, facing Jake, who is looking at us expectantly. When suddenly, Mia kicks her leg out, right under Jake's feet, leaving the two of them lying on the floor in pain. 

I approach Mia and reach out my hand. She takes it and I pull her up, engulfing her into a hug.

"Are you ok?" I ask her, concerned.

"Fine. Never better." She says, flashing me a fake smile.

I must have looked like I didn't believe her because she frowned and said "Really Niall, I'm fine. It's that bastard, you should worry about." She pulls out of my embrace and walks towards Jake. The she takes his hand, as if to pull him up and of course he drags her down next to him. As if she was expecting that, she rolls over so that she is sitting on top of him. Then she brings her hand up and slaps him hard across the face. 

 

 

 

 

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