Taken

Chapter 9: Sweet Revenge

I was beyond ticked off at Louis and Harry for the water park incident. On the car ride home, the two of them couldn't look at me without laughing. They tried talking to me, and when I refused to talk back, giving them the silent treatment, they got the hint that I was very angry.

When we got home, I sat on the couch, and the two of them plopped down on either side of me. They poked me, while grinning like idiots, and saying my name in a high pitched voice. I sat there for about ten seconds, ignoring them, but yet being annoyed at the same time, before I got up and walked off, leaving them with their fingers still raised to poke me.

I went into the kitchen, and grabbed a bag of carrots from the fridge. I opened them, and then reached into the bag to get one.

"Amberlynn, those are-"

"Leave it Lou. She's pissed. At both of you." Niall said. I crunched into a carrot, glaring as I walked through the sliding glass door, onto the porch. I sat down in one of the chairs, and Niall came out,closing the door behind him. He sat down in the chair in front of me.

"They're staring at ya y'know." He said. I shrugged. "You're really mad, aren't you?"

"Yup." I said, popping the 'p'. I ate another carrot, staring into space as I did. We sat in silence for a while, which I'm guessing was awkward for Niall as he sat there while I glared at nothing.

"Let's play soccer." He said, and went to get the ball. I stood up, and walked out into the yard. We kicked it back and forth for about half an hour in silence.

"You know they didn't mean any harm." Niall said as he passed the ball back to me. I gritted my teeth, and kicked the ball hard. "They were just kidding around. Having a laugh."

"That's the thing, Niall. I wasn't laughing. I didn't find it a bit funny. It was embarrassing. Anyone could have seen me." I started walking away.

"Amberlynn-"

"No, Niall." I said. I turned around, and he saw that he was walking slowly towards me. "It wasn't funny. I'm mad at them." My anger started to get the best of me, and tears started to well up in my eyes.

"Okay." He said, trying to calm me down. "It wasn't funny. You can be mad at them if you want." He grabbed my wrist gently, and pulled me against his chest. "Shh. Don't cry. Please." His arms wrapped around me. I pressed my face into his chest, and wrapped my arms around him.

"Why did they do that?" I asked. "They didn't even apologize."

"I know. I'm sorry."

"You didn't do anything. Why are you apologizing?" I mumbled into his shirt.

"Because they didn't." I smiled, and raised my head to look at him. He looked down at me, into my eyes, and smiled back. His eyes sparkled. Niall wiped the tears from my face, and then began swaying back and forth. I buried my head in his chest, smiling as the two of us danced under the moonlight.

After that, I took a shower, put on my pajamas, and slept in Niall's bed with him because I didn't want to be anywhere near Louis and Harry.

I laid there for quite a while, with Niall sleeping peacefully beside me, thinking about what I could do to get them back. They both knew I was mad at them, and neither of them wanted me to be mad. What if they got mad at each other because I was mad at them?

A light bulb went off in my head. What if I made them mad at each other? What if I did something to them, and blamed it on the other one, turning them against each other? I was going to play a series of pranks, and leave a note, saying it was from the other one. They'd get so mad at each other. I couldn't tell anyone, because if I did, it'd end up slipping out to them.