Ever since sweet Liam James Payne was young, he was bullied. After a while Liam got tired of not defending himself and taking their insults. He decided from that day forward he would defend himself. He decided to take up boxing. With his new skills, a few years later he uses his boxing techniques to fight anyone who even looked at him off. Can innocent Niall James Horan with his Irish charm, get the innocently sweet Liam he knew back?

*Niall's Point Of View*

"Niaallll!" Zayn hollered. I just let out a acknowledging grunt so he knows I heard him.

"Come on! We need to get to the bar!" As soon as I heard that I replied "Yes Sir! Give me a minute to get ready!"

I dashed to my bedroom, and stripped off my clothes on the way. When I walked in I came face to face with my reflection. I scowled at my self, I hate my body. I started to list my imperfections then I heard Zayn yelling at me to hurry up.

I sprinted quickly to the shower. I ran the water and waited for the temperature to become desirable. I did my thing, then a quote popped in my head " ain't no thing like a chicken wang" now I am hungry, god damn it.

-After Niall's shower-

As soon as I slipped out of the shower, literally, my shoulder was hurting like a bitch. I got dressed. Simple clothes, I am only going to a bar, that probably won't result in anything. I grabbed beige chinos and a white tee. My hair was fine and basically dry, so I decided to just leave and head downstairs before Zayn bit my head off. I jogged out of my room and downstairs, forgetting about my I saw Zayn he had a frown on his face.

"You could at least try to dress nice when you go out". I shrugged in response. He was an ass sure, but he was still my best friend. He was there for everything and never left. He didn't speak again while in the house, so we headed outside.

"We're going to walk, it's like 5 minutes away." Zayn spoke.

"Uggh, alright" right when we were like not even in a minute away, I stopped.. I swear I heard a grunt.

There was an alley next to me, "He Zayn, don't wait up, I hear something, I am going down there, meet you at the bar, eh?" He nodded and walked away.

All I could think of is Don'tGetRapedDon'tGetRapedDon'tGetRaped. I swallowed my fear, and walked down the alley, it was dark, but I was still able to see. I saw two figures against the wall, I swear they were fighting, I stepped closer. I noticed who was fighting.

Was that Liam Payne from my school? "Hey" I called out. I spoke again"Hello" they never replied. I didn't want him to get hurt, we used to be close, I wouldn't be able to handle it if I knew I could've done soemthing for him.

I stepped up to the two men, and pulled them apart. "Stop" I screamed. I pulled Liam out of the alley, into the light. Was he drunk? "Liam, why are you fighting for, are you drunk?" he never replied, he just grabbed my collar and smashed my lips against his.