Death Wish || l.s.

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Of course, I had to get up early. I go to my closet and pick out my green Adidas hoodie and a pair of black skinny jeans. I run to the bathroom and do my hair real quick, I then run downstairs, get my keys, and burst out the door. I unlock my car and just drive off to hell.

As I pulled up, I immediately regret ever coming early, I get my bag and walk out of my car as I lock it two times. I walk up to the steps, "Good, none of them are out here." I mutter to myself as I open the door, Liam just looked at me with utter disgust, "Move." Was all he said as he harshly ran past me. 'He's cute, but I guess he can be a dick' I think to myself as I look over at my locker area.

Of course, I had to be lucky.

Of course, it had to be him.

Of course, it had to be Zayn the one that's really close to my locker.

I walk over ignoring everything, "Hey faggot, what are you doin' here early?" I look at him.

"Do you know what a 'faggot is?" I question Zayn looking at him a bit sternly.

"Yeah, you whore." He and a bunch of his friends laugh, I spotted that Harry was there, laughing also.

"A faggot is a bundle of sticks gets it fucking right," I looked proud of myself, but of course I got slammed to my locker. "You act like a fucking smarty all the time you little slut! You must think you're really big, Huh?" He questions me, I just stare at him, frightened. "N-no I-" I got cut off by Zayn punching my chest; I wince in pain. I feel another hit at my face, I fell to the ground. I'm quite fragile when it comes to this, I look up and notice Harry was also towering over me.

I get kicked by Harry and Zayn for a few minutes. "I'm getting bored of this bloke, let's head to class," Harry looks at Zayn, and he agrees. Soon the halls get cleared. I run to the restroom and head into a stall. "They got chest this time.." I pull up my hoodie and feel the place of where it was punched, I winced. It hurt, he struck me! I couldn't really breath when he did it.

I look around the wall of the stall I'm in, I'm very amused about what everyone drew in it, a bunch of dicks. I shake my head and smile, "Oh shit, I should do my homework!" I mutter scrambling around in the backpack. "Got it!" I grin as I look around, 'Great I forgot my pencil in my locker just my luck.' I look around the bathroom floor, none in sight.

I sigh and sit back on the toilet. I hear someone walk into the bath, "God damn Harry talk some sense into him!" Louis's eyes widen as he hears the name and Zayn's voice, "Harry look, I'm not beating someone up that we don't even know! You two are stupid! What if your ass gets caught by a teacher?" Ah, good old Liam is also here...

Believe it or not Liam and I used to be best friends... until the eighth grade. That's when I told him I was gay, and of course, he tells everyone.

I hold my breath in, "Look, Zayn he doesn't have to like best fat ass up or anything," Harry says look at Zayn who just ignores what he says. "Look that fag is going to pay for what he did," After he said that you could obviously tell he stormed out of the restrooms. "Harry I'm just going to go back to class okay..?" Liam leaves as Harry still remains in the bathroom.

"God, why the hell did we ever decide to beat that ugly fat donkey? He seems cool, but he's a total bitch... But he also seems like a waste of space."

'Waste...Of... Space?' I tear up a bit. I've been called that many times before but now? By him... "Wow," Harry chuckles. "Who would ever love fat ass emo who's a fucking fag?" Great... More name-calling... I look around, of course, a razor had to be around at this moment... I pick it up and slit my arm for every name that Harry called me then and there... They weren't deep, but whatever.

____________lunch________

Lunch perfect!

I get a grilled cheese sandwich with tomato soup and a salad, I head to the bathroom. I go to the stall I was in before, "Such a dirty place to eat," I look to see before I head into the booth a blonde. He looked familiar, "What? I don't really have any friends so.." The Irish lad looked in disbelief. "No friends?" I nod looking down, "Well I'll cut you a deal; I'm new this school year, and I have friends but not a lot, so it would mean a lot if you could be my friend." The blonde smirked at me. I shrug.

"Okay, I agree, but I never got your name." The Irish lad looks at me.

"I'm Niall, Niall Horan." Niall takes a pause and looks me up and down, "And you are?"

"Me? I'm Louis Tomlinson, the most hated person in this pathetic school.." I mutter the last part looking around and then up at Niall.

He puts a grin.

__________SCHOOL DAY ENDS__________

I run out of the classroom. "Fuck this place," I mutter to myself. Before I could even make it to my lock, I get pulled into the bathroom by someone...

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