THE BULLY: Harry Styles fanfic

Chapter 9

Laura's POV

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I woke up in a room that was dim. I was in bed. Where was I? "Hey, you're awake" a husky voice said. Omg. Did I get kidnapped. Oh god please help me. Or was it harry? "H-Harry?" That mystery guy then came from behind and sat next to me "oh thank the heavens, it's you." I said. I couldn't se him at first because he was behind me god knows what he was doing and I couldnt get up. I felt so weak. "You feeling better?what the hell happened last night? I called my friends and they told me they left straight. They didn't see what happened." "Ohh... I umm fell down." I felt so terrified that if I told harry that it was actually his stupid friends who bashed me up, he might go tell them off and his friends might kill me.. But that's good too tho, I don't wanna live anymore. But still... I can't let myself suffer under them! "Yea right" was all he said. He wasn't buying my expression nor my answer at all. "Yeah I'm right. Y'know, I'm super clumsy and plus, I was tired.. So I tripped over a curb and fell... Flat on the ground.." Oh gosh thank god I thought of something. "Laura, you know you can tell me anything. Just really, tell me what happened." "Harry! What the hell! I just told you! Can't you just listen to me?! I'm fine! I'm alright, It doesnt hurt!" I felt so frustrated. I just couldn't tell him what had really happened. "Fine. I believe you. But really, you're so thin and pale.. It's really disturbing.can you please eat more? For Liam? I know you miss him. He's coming back soon with the boys. They wouldn't wanna see you in this state would they?" He said,trying to change the subject and be calm. Tbh, I couldn't. I just couldn't eat. Every time I see food, I'd just feel like puking. I dont know what has gotten into me, but I just can't. "Yea... I'll try..." After a few minutes of silence, I tried getting out of bed. I needed to go to the toilet to get the first aid kit since this moron didn't get it for me and clean my wounds up. I got up and took my first step and then, lol. Fell back down. I felt so damn weak I even had no expression when I fell. I just hated this. "Oh my Gosh Laura! Let me help you up." "No, I don't need your help. Thanks" I needed to get up on my own. I needed to show him I was still strong.i tried getting up again, but then again, I failed. Ughh I was such a failure. I couldn't even get up on my own. "Fuck Laura! Just let me help you! You're still god damn weak! You're all bruised and you're filled with cuts!!! Stay here. I'll get the first aid kit." Ha, finally some sense had gotten into him! He should have taken that freaking kit a long time ago. What seemed like hours later, he finally came back with the kit. He took out the antiseptic cream and started dabbing my wounds on my Arms and legs. "Ow, it freaking hurts harry!" I winced in pain. The pain was unbearable. "Just hold still. It wouldn't hurt if you stay calm and stop moving." He simply said. "Are there anymore cuts?" He asked "yea... A few on my stomach, but I'll do it myself." "No, I'll help you." "But Ha-" he lifted him my shirt revealing my enormous belly. Ugh. Awkward much. Now he's gonna see how fat I really was. I looked down at him. He was staring at my belly, looking shocked. "I know what you're thinking harry. I'm fat okay, now just get it over and done with." "No Laura, you're really, really skinny oh my gosh.." Was all Harry said. Wait did he just say I was skinny? LOL.JOKE OF THE DAY!!! "Laura, I never knew you were THIS skinny.." "Ugh suck it up harry, I'm anorexic remember? Now can you just get on with cleaning my wounds?" "Yea.. Okay.." He was cleaning my wounds when something awkward happened. Our eyes met. Shit. I stared into his eyes and he stared into mine. For the first time, his eyes looked so warm and calm, not sharp an piercing like it usually is. I felt though, a little uncomfortable. My eyes were so dull. I felt so self conscious. I decided to break the silence with a cough. "Oh, umm sorry. I just find your eyes pretty..." He said. Lol what? He finds my eyes pretty? Lol he needs to get his eyes checked. My eyes were light brown, with no life in it. Really boring. "And why do you find it pretty? It's so boring!" "No it's not. I like the color. But it used to be brighter. They say, when a person is depressed/down,their eyes would look dead, and that's exactly how yours look like now. You sure you're ok?" "Yea I'm sure. And since when did you start believing in these stuff people say? It's obviously fake!!" I said.

The truth is, yes. I'm feeling depressed yes I'm feel down. I've got a heavy burden on my back which I need to unload. I need to tell someone about my problems but no one is there for me. The boys are away,my best friend, I think she had forgotten about me, I don't have any friends in school and harry.. How can I tell him my problem when the problem is him? The best thing to do is, keep all my secrets and burdens to myself and tell, NO ONE.

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Hey guiseeee this is chapter 9 sorry if its crappy :L anyway, omg 1,000+ reads! Thanks so much!

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