Sedated (narry, boyxboy)

first day of school

    I was awoken with the lovely sound of a garbage truck driving by and my neighbors yelling. I don't remember opening my window, but it was open.

"Shut up!" I hollered out the window, that was right beside my bed, before getting up and checking the clock. I had thirty minutes to get ready for school. Great. I walked into the restroom and smoothed out my hair before styling it up and brushing my teath. I slept in my clothes, for school. I knew I'd be up late.

My father busted through the restroom door, almost hitting me with it.

"You, shut the hell up! Why do you have to be so god damn loud in the fuckin' morning?!" He hollered in my face. Hypocrite. I spat into the sink and rinced out my mouth then quickly left the house with my back pack before things got violent.

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I stood outside the school, staring at it before some jock bumped into my back, causing me to fall onto the hard concrete. I hissed in pain. I have enough bruises as is.

"Oh shit sorry man" the guy said as he grabbed my waist and easily pulled me up.

"Fucking watch it next time, will ya?" I snapped before turning around, facing a chest of a tall boy with curly hair and sparkling green eyes. I froze there for a moment and he nervously scratched the back of his neck.

"Yea sorry, I should've been watching." He mumbled, looking down at me. He had a foot ball in one hand.

"Yea.." I mumbled before turning away from him. He grabbed my arm, resulting in me yelping and jumping away.

"Oh, crap. Sorry man, I didn't mean to hurt yo-"

"You didn't" I interrupted.

He looked at me with a confused expression for a minute before three other guys came and shoved him forward.

"Who're you talking to, Harry?" The shortest one asked. Yet he was still taller than me.

The guy that bumped into me (that I now know as Harry) asked. Harry looked at me, expecting something. I didn't know what until it slapped me in the face and I curse myself for being an idiot.

"Niall." I say hastily.

"I'm talking to Niall." Harry said, motioning his free hand to me. The four stared at me for a while.

I sighed and shook my head "well-" I was interrupted by one of the four that had a jersey with the name 'Zayn' imprinted across the front in big letters. I assumed that's his name.

"The Horan kid! Your my neighbor..." He said.

I sucked in my breath and held it as he continued speaking.

"Your dad. He's always yelling and it always sounds like things are always breaking firm you-"

"Stop!" I cut him off abruptly "stop. Please. I am sorry you always have to listen to it. But please, don't talk about it while I'm here. Please" I said before turning and running into the school.

The whole day was boring. The harry guy was in half my classes. I have made no friends. I sit alone at lunch. And my teachers are all a little too energetic.

At the end of the day I was crying in my room, beat up and bleeding because my 'father' has fuckung anger issues and drinking problems.

There was a knock on my front door. I glanced out my window to see zayn standing in the front. What the hell? My dad opened the door. It started off with them talking but it soon turned to yelling about I don't know what.

I opened my window as soon as my dad slammed the door shut, causing the floor of the house to vibrate.

"What the hell are you doing?!" I asked loud enough for him to hear but low enough for my father to not hear.

"I came to check on you! There was a lot of yelling and screaming!" He yelled, cupping his hands around his mouth.

"I-im fine, Go back home!" I demanded.

He shook his head and stared up at me from the ground, squinting his eyes.

"Are you.. Are you bleeding?!" He asked. I sighed and shut my window, walking to my bed.

This is going to be a very long year.

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Sorry I know its rushed and short but I have finals in two weeks and school is just throwing stuff at us.