Chapter 3

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[AUTHORS NOTE: So I'm going to be adding a few chapters with Louis' Point of View to make the story more interesting!! Hope you enjoy this update!! ]

*Louis' POV*

"So Louis, you wanna go get some drugs with us? Or smoke some cigs?" Niall asks, with a playful smirk on his face as we sit in the school parking lot.

"Uh not really no.. We should go to class..." I reply, checking my phone, the time reading 9:47 am. My mum is already going to kill me for being late to class on the first day. She can be so strict sometimes...

"Oh come on, don't be such a wuss." Zayn says, shoving me lightly as he grabs a lighter from his pocket to light a cigarette.

"You know you guys can get cancer from that." I reply, and they both give me weird looks.

"Does it look like I care Lou?" He retorts, and I shake my head.

This is how it's been for a few years between the three of us. Zayn and Niall are the kings of getting what they want and I am their royal guard dog. They do whatever they want (usually by using me in some twisted way) and I never get anything. Just a promise that they won't turn on me.

They bully people just for the thrill. You'd think that Zayn would be top dog in our group of three, he has a lip and eyebrow piercing, but no, the more innocent looking one, Niall, is in charge. The one that used to be my best friend until Zayn took him away from me, and now I'm on the outs. *sigh.*

I used to be okay with this craziness until, about a year ago, when my other best friend hung himself because of us. Zayn and Niall had been bullying him for years, and me turning on him was the last straw. I thought Liam could take it, and that he'd know I didn't mean what I said, but it was just too much for him.

I still hate myself for it, and I would do anything to take back all of the nasty words we said to him. I can't believe I hurt my own best friend to the point where he took his life...

"You gonna snap out of your little day dream bro?" Niall asked, punching my arm.

"Ow..sorry..what was it you wanted to do anyways?"

"I've got a plan for that new kid..." He replied sharply, and I knew this wouldn't end well.

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