Intrigued

Chapter 1

~ Zayn's POV ~

        After the business with the jock, no-one had seen Niall, anywhere. Missing person alerts had been spread throughout the town in the first week he had gone. Search parties had been sent out over five times, yet no-one found him. 

         I walked through the corridors, in the direction of the toilets, for it was lunch. At lunch, I never sat in the dining hall, I would just get bullied. A soft sobbing noise echoed throughout the toilets, coming from the end cubical. 

      "Hello?" I asked, confused at would be here, since no-one but myself comes here. It was classed as a disgusting place, I don't know why, it was perfectly stable and clean.

          "H-hello" A voice played, I instantly reconized his deep voice with a irish tinge, it was Niall.

      "Niall?" I gasped in shock, running towards the cubicle, behind the door sat a teenage boy, curled into a ball, crying.

     "Niall, there is no reason to cry over that jock, its okay" I reassured him, he growled and pushed me away, giving me the dirtiest look he could muster.

    "You don't know me, or my reasons, even if you did you wouldn't understand!" Niall snapped, pushing past me, purposely hitting his shoulder against mine; hard.

    "I could try" I shouted after him, hearing him scoff in response. I walked out the bathroom, trying to follow him, circling the whole area which we where in; I couldn't find him. Its 'ither he's a super-fast runner, or some sort of animal. I don't know what I did to deserve this treatment from him, he dosn't even know me. 

    "Yo Zayn!" Louis shouted from behind me, I turned around smiling, instantly doing our man-hug thing.

     "Hey, whats up?" I replied, trying to keep my thoughts from Niall and his mysterious ways.

      "Ah nothing much, just the usual boring school and shit" He answered, turning around to motion over the rest of the lads; Harry and Liam.

       "Hey guys" I said, giving them each a man-hug, I asked them the same question, and they also answered. But I couldn't help but think about Niall while they where talking. I know we have only just met, but I feel a connection with him. Maybe an obsession, its just the way his hair is perfectly fixed up-right, and how the tips are blonde and the roots are brown. Its how he dresses and how many perfect tattoo's decorate his skin, along with the various peircings. The boys awoke me from my train of thought as said goodbye, for the bell for their period rang, this period was my free period.

      I turned around to see the person I diddn't want to see, Christian. When Niall punched his friend and ran away, I beat the shit our of him, for he was about to chase Niall, he said he'd get revenge,  I braced myself for impact. My body hit the floor, and several punches where threw up and down my body, a warm liquid trickled down my forehead, and everything faded slightly. 

       "Oi!" A voice echoed, and footsteps came closer to me, I heard a grunt and a smack to the floor, then I floated into the abyss.

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~ Niall's POV ~ 

          I sat in the bathroom cubical, sobbing at the bad things god had cursed me with when I was born, the bathroom door opened, and I heard footsteps walking towards the cubicle I was in.

       "Hello?" A boys voice asked, he seemed confused, are people not allowed to cry in the bathroom, in piece?

       "H-hello?" I answered, it wasn't supposed to sound like that, I now sound weak, well done Niall.

        "Niall!" The voice echoed, followed by a gasp, he opened the cubicle door and instantly tried to reassure me it was okay, he dosn't know the pain I've been through. He dosn't know how much I've suffered or how much I must constantly put up with.

       "Niall, there is no reason to cry over that jock, its okay" He said, I growled and pushed him off me, completing my rude gesture with a filthy look.

       "You don't know me, or my reasons, even if you did you wouldn't understand!" I snapped, pushing past him, hitting my shoulder against his.

     "I could try" He shouted behind me, I scoffed and began to run into the only place I can be happy. The woods behind the school. My pace quickened as the inner beast inside me lashed out, sending me flying through the woods to my special place. When I arrived, I pulled out my sketch book, and quietly sketched the first thing that came into my mind; The boy in the toilets. I hummed 'Hey There Delilah' as I outlined the boys perfect features, he was seriously a very handsome boy, his jet-black hair, tattoo's and where hot, he had less then me, but that dosn't matter. I finished his eye - which was the last bit of him I had to do, and decided I should be going back now.

     As I entered the school grounds, I saw a lot of jocks surrounding the boy from the bathroom, after a while I realised they where beating him up. Now, I have a reputation for beating the shit out of people, it isn't my fault, its just my inner beast.

        "Oi!" I shouted, and ran towards the jocks, throwing one across the yard. I snapped one's arm and moved straight to the guy who was doing most damage, I believe his name was Christian. Punch after punch, was directed at him, blood pouring everywhere, I gasped in horror and picked up Zayn, running back to my house, away from the school, and the cops who would soon arrive...

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