I sat at the table, eating breakfast. My mom was already out at work in the morning, and she told me I had to go to school by myself. My school wasn't that far anyways, so I thought I'd walk.
"Niall wait up!" I heard someone call me from behind. "Liam?" I asked in surprise. He caught up to me, and walked with me side-by-side. "Morning." he said looking at me. "Morning to you too." I said, and we continued to walk until we reached the school. In the corner of my eye, I saw Zayn standing by a tree with his friends.
"Niall, don't make eye contact with him." Liam suddenly said. What does he mean by that? "Why?" I asked in confusion. "Because, he's not a good guy okay. Even though he's popular, he'll ruin anyone's life if they bother him." My mouth opened a little to form an 'o' shape, and nodded. So, now he tells me that this guy is a bad kid. If I knew earlier, I would've not said anything him. "Well, I have to go now Niall, see you at lunch." he said, and walked away.
I went to my locker to get my trigonometry book. "Ugly". Someone snickered. "Freak." another said. I turned around to see Zayn in front of me with his little gang. "What do you want?" I said to them. "He speaks." one of the guys said, chuckling. Without warning, he threw a punch at my chest, causing me to gasp for air. Another jab to my stomach, and I leaned forward. A kick to my nose, and blood started to trickle down on the floor.
I fell to the ground, barely catching a glimpse of the group run off. I groaned in pain. The next thing I knew, I was at the nurse's office. I layed there and a lady came in. "Hello there, how are you feeling?" she asked me. I felt a small pain in my stomach, and my nose hurt a little, but there was no more blood.
"I think I'm fine now." I muttered. "Do you know who did this to you?" she asked me. I shook my head. If I told her, people not only would call me the ugly kid, but the ugly kid who tattled. "Okay, if you need anything else, you know where to go." she smiled sweetly to me. "Thanks." I said, and left the room. I made my way to English class, and sat down in my usual seat.
I put my head down on the table, and didn't bother listening to the teacher. That was that. I didn't care about school right now. Just why was I hurt for no reason. I never did anything wrong, have I?
After school, I rushed back home. I turned on my computer, and went on StalkBlock. If there was anything I needed, it was someone to talk to now. Someone to get my mind off things. BradfordBadBoi was on my mind. When I logged on, he was on already, and it made me feel more happier.
IrishLeprechaun: bradfordbadboiii!
BradfordBadBoi: hey, irishleprechaunn
IrishLeprechaun: worst day ever.
BradfordBadBoi: y?
IrishLeprechaun: i dont wanna talk about it now.
BradfordBadBoi: if it makes u feel better, i had a bad day too.
IrishLeprechaun: y is that?
BradfordBadBoi: my parents kept on arguing, and are on the verge of divorce. then there's this person i met and i instantly fell in love with... but i don't know about it anymore.
I sighed. I guess I wasn't the only one who had problems in life.
IrishLeprechaun: o
BradfordBadBoi: yeah. can i tell u something?
IrishLeprechaun: sure.
BradfordBadBoi: i feel like i could trust u. ive never told anyone about my problems before. ppl may think that i have the best life, but the truth is, no one understands me.
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Lust at First Sight [Ziall Trilogy]
Novela JuvenilEveryone wants to be liked. Not Niall Horan though. He was blessed at birth with a gift to grow up living a life where anyone who saw him would instantly fall for him. He is led to believe that he wouldn't ever find real true love. Until, one day, h...