Chapter 9
*Luna's p.o.v.*
Niall tells me all I need to hear. I am furious. Harry promised me he wouldn't do that. He fucking PROMISED. I get up and help Niall up right as the bell rings. "Let me walk you to your next class." I plead, looking up at him. He looked back at me scared. He sticks his tongue out, wetting his lips, then he pulls his lips in and sucks on them. He looks down the hallway, at the floor then back at me. "Okay." He finally says. I grab his hand, and intertwine our fingers. "Don't worry Niall." I reassure him as we make our way to his class. We pass, and Niall tightens his grip on my hand. Harry looks down at our hands, narrows his eyes, looks at me and then glares at Niall. I narrow my eyes at Harry, taking him by surprise, and give Niall's hand a reassuring squeeze. We keep walking.
When we reach his class, I turn to Niall and give him a tight hug. "We are still studying together after school today?" I ask him, releasing form our embrace. "If... If you want to, sure." He replies, a little uncertain. "I'll see you after school then, okay Niall?" "Alright, see you." He enters the classroom and I enter my class 2 doors down.
*Harry's p.o.v.*
She knew. Fuck, that prick told her. What I was going to do about it, I didn't know. If I beat him, Luna would find out and she would hate me. But if I tried talking to her, what good would that do? She probably doesn't trust me as much any more. I promised her. But wait, I promised I wouldn't hurt Niall and I didn't. Well, not a whole lot anyways. I had to talk to Luna.
*Luna's p.o.v.*
The end of the day comes around and I meet Niall at the front doors. I am worried, I don't want anyone hurting my little angel. "Do you just want to walk home together?" I suggest. "But Luna, he could hurt you... are you sure?" Niall looks into my eyes with fear and concern. This is why I love Niall, he is so protective and sweet. He can make me melt sometimes with his attitude. Completely carefree, funny, protective, caring. "I am sure Niall. He won't hurt me." I reassure him, offering a small smile. "Okay, love, let's go." He returns the smile, and motions his head towards the sidewalk.