Rumor Has It (HIATUS)

Chapter 7

-Niall's POV-

"Boo!"

"Oh my fu- Niall!! I swear, you almost gave me a heart attack!"

"Yeah?" I smirked. This reminded me of back when we used to do this. I liked how we were right now. Lauren gave me a playful punch,

"Yeah? Well there goes your food! Muffin and hot chocolate!"

"NOOOOOO! My food will NOT be touched."

We raced down the stairs, and I got to the kitchen first. I put my hands up in victory, then realized that Lauren had slipped under my arms, and got to the food before I had a chance to.

Sneaky, Cheeky girl.

"NOOO!" My world as we know it, was over.

"Yes." She replied with the biggest grin on her face.

I pouted, and used my puppy dog face against her.

"Oh fine.", she said, and unwillingly handed me the food.

She grabbed her hot chocolate, and we grabbed our backpacks, and headed out of the door and off to school.

"Hey, you can ride with me." I offered.

"No thanks, I think I've caused you enough trouble for the day.:

"Pleeeeeeeeeaseeeeeeee." I pouted.

"Well, if you insist." She replied smiling.

I turned the radio on, and "Beauty and A Beat" by Justin Bieber was playing on the radio!

I let a scream escape my throat. "Eeeeeep!"

"Oh, so we've got a Bieber fan in here, eh?", she asked.

"Yeah, we do. What's it to you? huh? What are you gonna do about it?"

"Oh...nothing."

We laughed, and sang along to the song. After it was over, we stayed kind of quiet.

It wasn't awkward.

It was...normal.

I noticed that Lauren hadn't eaten any breakfast, and she offered me the rest of her hot chocolate. I shook my head and declined. "Why don't you want anymore?", I asked.

"Im full."

"You can't possibly be full, you didn't even eat any breakfast."

"I said I'm full."

I sensed that this wasnt the true answer, but I didn't say anything else so that she wouldn't get mad at me again, like the previous night. I took the rest of her muffin and ate it.

We arrived at school, and I parked. We both gt out of the car, and since out lockers were not that far apart, and we had first period together, I decided to walk with her.

We walked to our lockers, and what I saw on hers shocked me.

-Lauren's POV-

When I got to my locker, the first thing I saw, hurt me. It was a pink sign saying "Lauren is a WHORE."

I look around and see that several other lockers have pink signs saying other rude things about me, that aren't true at all. Niall walked over to me.

"Are you okay Lo?

I wasn't.

"Yeah, I'm fine." I lied, trying to hold back tears.

"No you're not. I know you're not."

I looked down, feeling embarrassed, and just terrible. He put his arm around me, and said "C'mon, let's just go to class." He walked with me to class and when we entered the classrom, I could feel all eyes on me, as I took my seat next to Niall.

"Did you hear that Lauren slept with Josh?! Oh shit, there she is." someone said.

"What a slut."

I hoped they knew that i could hear them.

The whole period, I did not life my head once.

I was so relieved when the bell rang. I ran out of the door as fast as I could. I heard Niall call for me, but just kept running. I instantly regretted it when I ran into none other but Tara.

"Watch where you're going SLUT." 

That word burned when it went through my ears. And she knew why.

And that's EXACTLY why she said it.

To torture me.

"You know what, Tara? Im tired of you! I didn't sleep with your boyfriend, and I did nothing to you and you KNOW it! You're just a fucking attention seeker. You legit do ANYTHING for attention. So just fuck off, and leave me ALONE!"

"YOU SLEPT WITH MY BOYFRIEND. YOU STILL THINK YOU DID NOTHING WRONG?!"

"For the umpteenth time. I. DID NOT. SLEEP. WITH. YOUR. DAMN. BOYFRIEND. Trust me, I would never."

She did something I never thought she would do. She slapped me across my face.

"You know, I think the reason you were molested by your dad and uncle when you were younger, is because they knew you'd turn out to be a whore anyway."

I stared at her hurt, and shocked by her words. Tara was the only person who knew that my dad and uncle had molested me multiple times when I was younger. She SWORE she would NEVER tell anyone.

I turned away about to run, when I saw that Niall had been behind me the whole time. I ran like I've never ran before. I didn't want him to know any of that. Now he does, and he's probably never going to talk to me again.

I ran out of the school doors, and kept running until I reached home. I ran upstairs and at in my closet and cried my eyes out. I needed to take my anger and frustration out of something. Anything. And I knew just what to do.