*A Nobody* *n.h.* -Finished-

More Than This

“Hey Natalie.” I heard my friend Marissa say as I walked into the packed room. I muttered a ‘hi’ back before looking around the room. “What’s going on in this room?” I asked quietly. Most of the people in here were teenage girls and a lot of them were the bullies.

“The school was able to get a band from the UK, they’re super famous and they’re playing here.” Her face lit up. I nodded and acted like I cared about the people coming. It was probably a rumor or something.

“I’m going to the bathroom.” I muttered and left before she could reply.  I grabbed my bag off the table and went to the bathroom. There wasn’t anyone in it so I went to the first stall and did my business. I stood up and grabbed y bag when a group of girl’s walked in.

“Why I she even here? It might be okay if someone actually likes her but she’s a fat ass freak. I wonder what happened between her and Jake, he’s so sexy but then there’s her and people what the fuck happened?” Great they were talking about me. Their comments were getting harsher by the minute until they finally left. I silently cried as I searched my bag for my notepad instead I found my blade.

All of my will power was gone as I let more tears spill down my cheeks. I rolled up my sleeve and brought the razor down on my delicate skin.  Three little cuts were made, I felt the sting of the new cut and watched as blood bubbled over the skin and ran down my arm. The feeling was painful but freeing. The outside world was gone and I felt at peace.

I grabbed some tissues and wiped the blood away. I put the razor back in my bag and walked out to wash the cuts off and but band aids over them.  I pulled my sleeves down and went back to find Marissa who now had Kaitlyn, Anna, and Taylor waiting beside her.

I quietly went and stood beside them as the performers took the stage. Girl’s screams erupted around us and I even saw Anna jumping up and down. I was confused but once the voice came across the speakers I knew why everyone had freaked out.

“They got One Direction to play here?” I heard Anna say, her voice was clearly shocked.

Of course I knew who One Direction were, they are a band I like, sure I get excited like these girl’s but right now my Depression has made it impossible for me to be happy. I have a lot of thanks for them because they are another reason I am still here.

The day I wanted to jump off the bridge I heard a car go by, the girl’s music caught my attention and I stopped and listened to it. It was so beautiful and it made me worth something in life. Later that night I went home and looked the song up, More Than This. I searched more about them and found out a lot. You could call me a semi Directioner but I am not really sure because I don’t know everything. I know their music and everything but that’s about it.

“This one is for the girl’s that don’t know they’re beautiful!” I think it was Niall who said. He was the only blonde but I didn’t know their names.  The music started and I was smiling but soon stopped as I saw Clara, the biggest bitch and bully I know, staring me down. She was the one who was talking about me in the bathroom.

“Why are you here? No one likes you, your friends even left you so just leave.” She said. I noticed that the other girls moved closer so it really was me alone. She stepped closer and was now in my face.

I caved, I ran out of the room. Giving Clara exactly what she wanted. They hadn’t looked the doors yet so I was able to get out. The one stop I wanted to be was at my spot. It was close by so I didn’t have to go far.

My legs didn’t stop until I rounded the corner to it. It was empty and I knew I could just sit and write. I went over to my ledge and sat down, grabbed my notepad out of my bag and the pen. I didn’t know exactly what to write so I just doodled.

Some were more of words and quotes that I have saved and others were just skies. They’re what I love drawing most of all. The way it looks makes me want to be an angel. Not now but years from now. I doodled for over an hour before being scared out of my mind.

“You know you’re really good.” I heard come from behind me. I turned my head to look at the guy’s voice. It was different, the accent, not American.

“Uhm thanks.” I half smiled. I could see now that it was the guy from the lock in. The blonde guy, he was sweet. “Can I sit beside you?” He asked nervously, his hand was rubbing the back of his neck. I laughed lightly and told him yes.

“I saw what happened back there. I don’t know why but whatever she said wasn’t true.” He tried comforting me. I didn’t know whether to find it sweet or if I should be weird. He watched me being bullied so someone kind of knows.

‘He’s famous so why would he care?’ I sighed and looked away. My life is complicated as it is; Clara just has to make it worse. “I never got your name, love?” I heard him asked.

“Natalie, Natalie Hanes. And you are?” Hiss expression changed from a smile to shock really quickly. Did I say something wrong?

“I’m Niall, Niall Horan?”