Flower Crowns

4.

Harry's P.O.V

What the hell is wrong with me? He tried to hug me and I ran away like a scared little girl. I groaned a little too loud and everybody turned around to look at me weirdly. I blushed, hiding my face in my arms. 30 more minutes until I can get out of here and see Zayn. I picked my head up and listened to the teacher talk about arithmetic equations. I understood it all, but didn't raise my hand still. I didn't need another reason to get beat up. Luckily for me the 30 minutes passed by quickly and I walked out of class. I walked to my locker, shoving my books inside it. As I walked to the cafeteria I felt eyes on me. I turned around and saw nothing. I started to speed walk, but it was too late when somebody grabbed the collar of my shirt. Jeff.

"Nobody to protect you now!" He yelled slamming me against the locker. He must be talking about Zayn. I saw something gleaming in his hand, when I realized they were scissors. He's going to kill me right here in the hallway. He cut down my black t-shirt in one swipe, leaving it into two. I was completely helpless when he dragged me into the bathroom. Why the bathroom? Rarely people came into the bathroom, making this beating more secluded and worse. No teacher can save me this time. He threw me on the ground and I hit my head on the tiled floor. He kicked me in the stomach repeatedly while yelling slurs and profanities at me until I nearly threw up. He ripped off the rest of my shirt and flannel, cut it up and flushed it down the toilet, so my chest was bare.

"Fucking cock sucker." He said unzipping his pants. I was in so much pain, I could barely see. He yanked me by my curls and I yelped when I was face to face with his manhood. He pulled down his boxers and shoved it in my face, while yanking on my curls. I was truly disgusted but I didn't dare fight back.

"You probably like this, don't you faggot?" He screamed eventually getting it into my mouth against my will and shoving it down my throat and I started choking. This is officially the worst encounter I've been through. He took his phone out his pants pocket and started snapping pictures.

"What the hell is going on!" I heard the voice of an angel.

"Louis! Want to join me? Just teaching this little faggot a lesson." He sneered physically spitting on me.

"Harry?" Louis asked looking at me. I was embarrassed to say the least. For him to see me like this was mortifying.

"Harry. The name sounds gay." He muttered continuing his assault.

"Get the fuck off him." Louis said.

"What?" He said surprised. I was also surprised at his response.

"Get the hell off him! Now!" He yelled charging towards us.

"What are you gay, too?" He said with disgust. Louis swung his fist with such force, I heard a loud crack when his fist connected with his jaw. He collapsed on the ground and I thought he was dead until he started to groan in pain.

"Harry, are you okay?" He asked softly touching the side of my face. I winced, everything hurts. The door opened again and I saw Zayn appear at the door. Relief flooded through my veins.

"What happened?! You did this?!" He exclaimed glaring at Louis. His eyes revealed so much anger, I was scared for him.

"No! He did! I promise, I was only trying to help him." He said holding up his hands and pointing at Jeff. He rushed over to me and bit his lip.

"I'm so sorry Haz." He said in a heartbreaking voice. He carefully lifted me up and walked out the bathroom. Louis trailed behind as we walked to the nurse.

"Why? What happened?" He asked me. I closed my eyes, leaning against his chest.

"I don't know. He just attacked me." I managed to whisper out.

"It's all my fault, I'm so sorry." He said profusely. I knew it was pointless telling him it wasn't his fault so I just stayed quiet. When we arrived to the nurse, Zayn was kind of frantic.

"He was beat up really bad, please help him." He tried to say somewhat calmly.

"Oh my goodness! Your poor thing!" She exclaimed running to go get something. I guess I was pretty messed up. Zayn crouched down to my level and stroked my hair. It hurt a little bit from the previous tugging, but it relaxes me a bit.

"Here." She says with a few ice packs and bandaids. She put the smaller one on my eye and another on my nose. She lifted up my shirt and gasped. I lifted my head a little and saw huge blue and purple bruises covering my stomach. She put one big one on my stomach. She dabbed at my cuts with those cleaning wipes. After a couple bandaids and a cup of water, she let me rest.

"Never again. I promise, never again." Zayn said softly hugging me.

"I'm sorry this happened to you Harry." Louis spoke up. I honestly forgot he was here.

"Thanks for stopping it." I said trying to smile, but with an aching body and swollen lips, it was difficult.

"You're welcome." He said giving me a sympathetic look.

"I'm afraid in his condition, he's going to have to stay here or go home. I'll call your parents--"

"I'll take him home. Thank you." Zayn said cutting her off. She nodded getting the signal and letting us leave.

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POOR HARRY :*( this chapter made me so sad. And I hope this didn't make u cry. Don't worry it'll get happy soon. Wow I'm actually planning ahead with this story. This is a first :}

-britishwriterliv