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I start sketching again and so does he,,why did you leave earlier?" I stop moving for a second ,,i don't like to be around Zayn and Liam" he turns his head to the side to look at me,,and Niall?" Yea what about Niall..,,he is different when he is with you guys"

He furrows his eyebrows,,How?" I sigh ,,When we are alone he is just really gentle and caring but when he is with you and them..sometimes i feel like he doesn't want me there like i'm a burden" i look at the paper in front of me and start moving my pencil along the surface again.

,,i'm sorry to hear that,you should talk to him about it" i can feel his eyes on me,,no its fine i'm probably just overthinking it" Niall is my only friend,i can't risk to lose him. I check my phone and put my stuff away ,,see you later Harry" i shoulder my backpack and Leave the room.

I make my way through the now busy corridors to my Locker,i open it and restock my Essentials like bandaids,Tylenols,tissues,vitamins and sports tape. Niall always says i'm too careful but i think this isn't even a thing. I close my Locker and go to the Black board in our room, in this school every grade has their own little room where they can hang out if they don't have any lessons and i think thats pretty cool.

On the Board is a list with names and different rooms, i scan through the list and look at the number next to it, i groan,building C room 324. I pretty much run there so i won't be late. These stairs always kill me. Once i enter the room everyone is already there same with Mr.Hawkins,ofcourse its the one Teacher who hates me!

,,Mr Tomlinson" he smirks ,,Very nice of you to attend this meeting" i'm trying to catch my breath ,,i know being late is really exhausting especially with these little legs of yours" a few people start to laugh but stop as soon as someone else enters the room ,,i don't think its your job to humiliate Students in front of a whole class" a ring cluttered hand lands on my shoulder and i smile a little bit as i see the little black Ink cross.

,,Good morning Mr.Styles please sit down" Harry puts his hand on the small of my back and slightly pushes me to an Empty table ,,thank you" i mumble as i sit down next to him and he just smiles at me. The meeting was boring and the only thing i cared for was my timetable. Once Mr.Hawkins handed them out everyone started talking but i just Scanned through it and so did Harry.

,,Guess i'll see you a lot this year" he Chuckles and i look at him,confusion spread across my whole face,until i see his timetable,they are almost identical!
I have two classes more than him but thats the only difference. We get our New books and have a small break, Niall,Liam and Zayn join us in the break room and i look at Nialls timetable.

I frown,,we only have P.E. together" Niall groans ,,ofcourse the only class where i'm better than you" he chuckles,,its only for a year Lou,we will survive it" he gives me a Box and it has some heart shaped cookies inside, i love Mauras cookies,they are literally the best ,,Thanks Ni"

,,aww baby tomlinson needs heart cookies" i gulp and stare at my fingers
,,oh you didn't learn how to talk yet? I'm sorry maybe you should crawl home to your mommy and daddy so they can teach you" I look at Liam and then at Niall,people around us start laughing at me and even Niall lets a small laugh escape his mouth. I feel tears burning in my eyes,i grab my stuff and rush out of the room and out of the building.

I walk home and keep wiping my tears away,i go inside and try to find my mom but instead of finding her i find Dad. ,,What are you doing here?! Are you skipping classes now?!" He gets really close to me and grabs my Jaw,i wince in pain,this day seriously couldn't get worse.

,,you're a dissapointment Louis." He drags me outside and throws my backpack at me,,Get your ass back to school! I swear i'll find out if you skip again!" And with that he slams the door shut. I take my phone out of my pocket and sobbing i make my way back to school,i text Mark again,asking if he could call me.

I make my way to the Art room since i know its empty and i sit down at my desk,as soon as He read my message he already called me,i answer sobbing,,Louis? Whats wrong?" His voice is filled with worry ,,i miss you Mark, i'm having the worst day" another sob leaves my mouth

,,oh i wish i could be there with you" he sighs,,i miss you too buddy"
I rub my eyes and sniffle,,how is everything in Donny?" I'm trying to Distract myself ,,well the twins are ill so i'm working from home for the next week or two" he laughs a bit ,,and Lottie, Lottie really misses you Lou i mean we all do but she misses you the most" i smile a bit ,,i miss her too, i wish i could come and visit you but mom doesn't allow it"

,,i know buddy,don't worry about it we will find a way,we always do" Mark always gets me to calm down ,,Aren't you supposed to be in school right now?" I giggle a bit,, yea..i am! But-" the door opens ,,i'm sorry da-Mark" i correct me instantly even tho Mark is more like a dad to me than my actual Father,,i have to go,i love you" i hang up and my whole body Stiffens but relaxes as i see that its only Mr.Lewis.

His eyes widen more than ever and his face goes pale as he walks towards me, i have never seen this look on his face before,he Lifts my chin up gently and Traces my jaw. With fast steps he make shis way over to the sink and grabs a towel. He comes back to me and puts the wet and cold towel on my jaw.

,,Louis this is Abuse,who ever does this to you needs to be stopped" i pull my head away from him and lay it on the desk,the cold wood feels amazing on my forehead. If Dad would get in trouble and Mom would find out its my fault she would threw me out without hesitation.

,,Louis you need Help!" I shake my head,i don't need help,He will probably stop soon. We sit there in silence for quiet sometime until he starts talking again ,,I have to teach a class now,you can stay here ofcourse" i nod a bit and he gets up and leaves the room. I keep my head on the desk and the slight darkness in this room makes me tired,i close my eyes and slowely fall asleep.

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