Bully Harry Styles

1

Zoe pov.

Beep. Beep.

I was woken by the sound of my alarm going off.

Another day of school, I drag myself out of bed and make my way to the bathroom.

I wash my face and brush my teeth, after that I straighten my hair and put on some jeans and a hoodie.

I hate school but I haven't always been like this, I used to have fun going to school until Harry started to bully me.

Harry Styles and his friends Niall Horan, Zayn Malik, Liam Payne and Louis Tomlinson.

The other boys haven't always been as bad as Harry is, sometimes they even give me pity looks when Harry slaps me across the face or says hurtful thinks.

But that's not what I need, I don't need to be pittied, I need someone to help me escape from Harry, espcape from everyone and everything.

I grab my school bag and head downstairs.

"Good morning, honey!", I hear my mum say cheerfuly.

"Morning, mum.", I say back.

After I had breakfast I make my way to school while listening to music.

As I arrive at the school gates I hope harry won't be anywhere in sight.

To my luck I don't see him and go straight to my lucker to grab my books for the classes I have today.

The halways are filled with students laughing and chatting with their friends.

I don't have any friends and I don't need them.

You think they're people you can trust but in the end they disappoint you just the way everyone else does.

I begin to head to my first class as I was slammed against my locker.

"Hi slut", I hear the familiar voice say.
My back arches from the hard contact with the locker.

"Auswer me.", Harry says angrily "S-sorry", I stutter.

"You're looking ugly as ever today".

I nervously tug at the sleeves of my hoodie.

"Look at me when I'm talking to you", his strong voice booms through my ears.

I look up only to be met with green eyes, the same green eyes that are haunting me in my sleep every night.

"What a worthless peace of shit" where his last words and I was again slammed against the locker before he left.

I straightened myself and started walking to class.

This is the usual, this is routine for me.

I arrived at the classrom and took my seat in the front.

I have history as first period and of course Harry was in the same class and he started insluting me and telling me hurtful thinks in front of the whole class but the thing is that it doesn't bother me anymore, I'm used to it.

Soon the classroom is filled with students and the teacher enters the room.

After about 20 minutes into class the teacher says something that makes me listen up "You'll have to do a project about this theme with partners, I'll tell you the partners tomorrow."

I felt relieved when the bell finally rung and we were free to go.

The day went on and soon school was over and I made my way home, today wasn't that bad Harry didn't do that much as he usually does.