Chapter 1- first day of school

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Song: You Found Me by The Fray

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Niall's POV

I woke with a sudden stark. It was morning. But there was blood everywhere. My body was dried in it. The sheets and floor was covered. There was a new change if clothes at my door. The memories if last night came flooding back to my and I suddenly started to shake all over. Knock it off,Niall! I didn't need this today. Today might be a good day.

I got changed and wiped away the blood from my face and hands. That's all I had time before I had to leave. I can't be late. If I am then I will attract attention. Attention is bad. It leads to more pain. I can't deal with the amount I have now.

I rushed out the door after finding my old school bag and made a slow start down the street. Wait. Where am I going? Where the hell is this school? I looked about and saw some other students walking ahead of me. I'll just follow them. Easy peasy. 10 minutes later a large building came in sight. Wow. Nice school mum. I walked my way into the reception area where there was a lady sitting at the desk. "E-excuse m-me?" I said. She looked up at me.

"Ah you must be the new boy. Niall Horan , right?" I nodded. "Here is your timetable and planner for the rest of the year." She said giving me a pile of things. My face paled. I might not live till the end of the year. "You OK there? You look very ill." I nodded and walked away. Tutor time was first in N13. Where the fuck is that? After a few attempts I found N block and made my way to N13. Oh shit. I'm late. Now that so not going to attract attention. You stupid twat Niall!

I knocked on the door quietly and heard a 'come in'. When I entered all eyes were on me. I sheepishly walked in closing the door behind me. "Here we are class! This was the new boy I was talking about. Go on, sonny. Introduce yourself." He stared at me to day something. I really don't like this. Time for my walls to go up.

"H-hello. I-im Niall." I stuttered. I heard a few whispers saying how I am Irish and my accent was cute. Too bad my boat doesn't float that way.

"Well Niall it's good to have you here. I'm Mr Davidson. And this is the rest of the bunch I have to carry around with me. Please go take a seat next to Liam." My God he's very jolly! I don't know who Liam is so I raised an eyebrow at him. A boy waved his hand in the air and I took a guess as to that was Liam. Wow. He's very fit. I limped over to him and dropped my bag on the floor before trying to sit down. That was a painful experience. I think one of my cuts opened up.

"Hello. I'm Liam Payne." He put out his hand for me to shake.

"H-hi, I'm n-Niall Horan." I quietly said and genitally shook it with my right hand. I couldn't move my left one with out it hurting badly. Liam's face puzzled a bit.

"Horan? Where have I heard that name before? Oh yeah! Mrs. Horan. She lives across the road from me. Nice lady. She has got a son as well. Too old to go here."

"I've n-never heard a-anyone else with that n-name. My m-mum and dad h-have a different l-last n-name to me." It's true their last name is Smith. I don't know why I have a differnt one. I just do. And thinking about it. My parents look nothing like me. And they've got a different ascent to me.

"Well that's weird. Oh well. What lessons have you got first?" I didn't have time to answer him. He just reached across me, making me flinch, and grabbed me bag with the timetable in. My belly really hurts. I haven't eaten in days. I'm a bag of bones. There nothing to me. But there were many cuts and scars on there as well. Some as old as 10 years and others only a day old. "Oh I'm sorry. Are you OK?" He asked all upset and worried. Awe. I've never had someone worry about me. I just nodded. "Sure you are...Oh look! We have all our lessons together. Yay!" Wow. He's a chirpy bastard. Does he want to be friends? No. I can't have friends. I suddenly felt very sick. Oh no. "Are you sure your fine? I mean I could take you to the nurse if you want?"

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