Um.. this is an artwork that I did.. if you must know, it is of Zayn, I mean i dunno how you couldn't guess that... its an artist's (me) interpretation.. haha now im just stealing lines from AAOOD...Anyways.. here we go..
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Shortly after many protests and contained struggles from Niall and Zayn, Luke's fist was raised, and after a brief moment, I saw black.
There was a piercing pain in my cheekbone, and I could already feel the effects of the hit brewing around my eye area. I stumbled backwards, hands clinging onto my face with my eyes screwed shut. There was a fuzzy static like noise blaring through my eardrums, along with shouts echoing around the cafeteria.
I felt multiple pairs of hands grab my upper arms, dragging me backwards to God only knows where. Well, they know too, I guess.
I peeked a glimpse at the cafeteria, which was slowly being left behind, a few students observing the action but not caring enough to help. I saw Ashton and Louis trying to haul a scrambling Niall in the same direction I was going. I tugged and squirmed as much as I could, however I just couldn't get free of their holds.
Zayn was rushing around, panicking, not knowing what to do. He's never been one for conflict or drama.
"What are you doing? Let them go!" He shouted, eyes almost brimmed with tears.
"Just taking them somewhere to talk." Michael soothed, rubbing his shoulder to try and calm him down.
"Gotta set some things straight." Sebastian grunted, as he tightened his bone crunching grip on my wrist. He's one of the sketchiest guys here, always skipping school to hang in alleyways and deal very illegal substances. He's hardly ever at school, but when he is, I know I'm in big trouble. He's always so much more violent then the other guys. I wish I'd had seen him here earlier today so I could have taken extra precaution.
I scrunched my nose and bit my tongue as his fingernails curled and pierced my skin.
Aiden laughed, "was that a pun?"
"No, it was a poor choice of words because he never comes to school and his vocabulary is very limited, because he's stupid." Niall spat as we'd reached the bathrooms.
"Shuddup, queer." Sebastian growled back, him and Aiden throwing me on the floor along with Niall.
"His words are even merging together!" Niall yelled, not knowing what he's getting us into just by arguing back.
"Drop it, Niall, you'll make it worse." I uttered under my breath, but thankfully he was able to hear me.
The tiles were cold, and partly wet, but their eyes were colder. Once the door was slammed shut, and locked with all nine of us in the bathroom, they crowded around us. Apart from Zayn, who was pacing backwards and forwards in front of the stalls muttering profanities, while Louis tried to whisper something in his ear, holding him back from the group.
"Now," Sebastian begins, crouching down to our bruised faces, "what punishment will it be this time?"
Oh god. When he gives options, it's never good.
"Mhm, there's two of 'em, so I'm thinking it's gonna be double the fun." Luke commented, with a smirk.
"You guys are awful, what the hell happened to the cool dudes I knew five years ago?" Zayn interrupted, exasperated. Louis shushed him, pulling him back further away from the group.
Niall took the distraction as an opportunity to jump up onto his feet, and grab the biggest guy here, who happened to be Sebastian, by the collar. Niall pinned him up against the door, taking advantage of the others turned heads, and threw a punch, landing it flat on Sebastian's nose. They both let out a yelp and Niall quickly retreated his fist, shaking out the pain that must've flamed up on his knuckles. I face-palmed, Niall really knows nothing about these situations. We are so very out numbered.
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