Shout It Out [Ziall]

[2] Bradford Badboy

Chapter 2! I'm at this boring family dinner, so why not update?

Its kind of short because I'm writing on my cellphone. :P

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~Niall P.O.V~

"What did you say?" He spat, soaking with venom. "Arse." I said, more confident of myself.

He glared at me before walking away.

Was it this easy to make this guy angry? Whew.. I continued on my path to find class, but I must admit.

I dont know where the heck it is.

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"Horan, you're late" The teacher glared.

"I-"

"NO buts or I's, youre late." She spat. I muttered under my breath, and Ms. sent me a glare full of venom before I rushed over to my desk.

I dont think I'm the teachers favourite..

If that witch even has one.

~Zayn Malik~

"I swear- That guy is such a dick!" I said truthfully with a hint of lie to my friend Liam. Louis and Harry... I dont know where those two are.

And I dont want to know.

"Who?" Liam looked away from the slu- cheerleaders doing their routine.

"That new kid- Horan" I glared, and he gave a slow nod. "I dont know who that is, but Ok. If you say so"

I should have just known how much I screwed up that kids life from this day.

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(Do you srs think I stopped it here? Nope, Chuck Testa! :D)

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"Anyways," Liam started, drumming his fingers in the beat of We Are the Champions.

"Isnt class starting soon?"

I laughed, "Let's just skip."

~Narrator\3rd Person P.O.V~

Niall received a lot of shit from his teacher, Ms.Smith. He found at that she have been like this since Dinosaurs roamed the world.

Which is some time ago.

Zayn were out talking with Liam, smoking. Louis and Harry.. I think you are better off without finding out what they are doing.

"Hey Horan!" Zayn sneered, stopping Niall dead in his tracks. "What are you doing?" Zayn continued, taking yet another step towards the poor Irish boy.

"Eh- I'm.. Going- Home?" He stuttered, less confident about himself when he saw three more guys with him. "Not so fast" The curly one laughed, and the others laughed and grinned.

The Irish lad was marked for his life.

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"I want to die.."

"Why am I so worthless?'

"Why am I here?"

With those words, Niall understood that you can't run away from his problems. By moving away from Ireland he made his problems worse.

And worse would they be.

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Niall held the icy-cold razor, thinking the scene out in his head. He didnt want to die just yet, before a tought came to his head.

"I am worthless. All the things people say is true. Why live a worthless life? I just take up space. Many better- more important people could have been born instead of me.. Why should I- Niall Horan be here instead of them? The people worth something?"

Niall sighed.

"But God makes no mistakes."

He put the razor back down, and took a piece of paper from the counter and wrote two things with eyeliner.

"God makes no mistakes"

"I'm not weak, I was just strong for too long."

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Those two are my all time favourite quotes.

But my fave is still Pierre Bouviers' Elephant Quote.

lol

Xxx