I want you 2 rock me

Part 1

It was my last class of the day. Chemistry. I had two lab partners. Both were boys. See I was average, but I seemed to catch the eyes of every douche bag in the school. They all seemed to try to flirt with me, get in my pants. I think it was because of my ex, Zayn. We went out last year. He told me he loved me, took my virginity, then the next day I found him in his bedroom fucking some blond slut from the next town over. I cried and cried, but I got over him and got my eye on the new kid this year. He had curly brown hair with electric green eyes. He was bullied a lot. He really did seem like a normal guy, but he was always treated so horrible. Mostly by Zayn. The most horrible part is that both are my lab partners. My a-lot-more-than-crush and my ex. Great pairing right? I got my books from my locker and headed down the hall to the room I dreaded most. I was wearing my normal clothes t-shirt and dark blue skinny jeans. I laid my binder and notebook on the table, while I put the side of my head in my hand I felt a few stares. No one knew about my 'crush' on harry, or at least I didn't think anyone did. I brushed it off and listened to our middle-aged teacher speak. I constantly ignored the feeling of being watched- by multiple eyes. I got the sense of people knowing that I liked Harry. Everyone wonders why girls make this big deal about 'no I don't want the whole school to know who I'm in love with.....this week.' I chuckled as I recalled what I heard when I walked out of Math. But really, why I make a big deal about it because if he is out of your league, you get made fun of. And if he is out of your league- both of you get made fun of. Which would make it worse on Harry. I don't really care what people think about me, but I hate it when people get made fun of because of me. But how did everyone find out? I didn't tell anyone-not even my friends. Was it because of when I'm around him, I act differently. I can't help it, he has this affect on me. I caught Zayn's as well as Harry's gaze a few times. Harry's looking sad and disappointed and Zayn's well his was the as always cocky and arrogant. The class slowly finished and I packed up my things. I walked out the door passing many kids as I walked to my locker. I felt someone's hands on my shoulders as soon as I put my hand on the dial. I turned to meet the pair of eyes I hated most of all. Zayn. "Hey babe, I was wondering if you could walk outside with me. I have something to show you." he whispered in my ear. I couldn't handle what he did to me. I nodded in agreement and opened my locker. I put my stuff in my locker and got what I needed for the week end. As soon as I had the last book, my locker went closed and Zayn took my hand sending pulses through my body. I don't know why I agreed to walking out side with him. Its not like he shoved his hand down my pants and tried pushing me against the wall to fuck me there. Which I was relieved of. As soon as I rounded the corner to the doors. I stopped dead in my tracks. I knew what was coming. I could feel it. A bunch of Zayn's friends were crowding something or someone. I looked to the right.....there laid Harry's shirt and pants from Chemistry. I swallowed the lump in my throat and pushed open the clear doors. Zayn snapped his fingers and the crowd moved to reveal what I feared most at this point. A beaten hurt Harry. They beat him up because I liked him and not them. I'm just average. I don't wear a lot of make-up like my friends. I leave my hair its natural way. He laid sprawled out on the cold hard concrete, in just his boxers. I was teary-eyed that I had caused this, but a bit happy that I'm seeing him in his boxers revealing a very hot happy trail that was followed by his very apparent abs and v-lines. Zayn pushed me so I fell-on top of Harry. I caught myself and was held up by my arms as Harry laid beaten beneath me. I was pulled off him by Zayn. He held me to him by my hair. "Strip her!" He ordered and my eyes widened. I tried to run, but I was held back. They tore off my clothes leaving me in my bra and underwear. At least I wasn't wearing any bad underwear. I was wearing my lacy black bra and matching panties. All the boys smirked at my clothes and licked their lips. The girls looked at me with hatred in their eyes. I have absolutely no idea why. They just did. I was shoved to the ground beside Harry. He looked at me with pleading eyes. I looked at him the same way. We were in our underwear in front of the people who we hated both for the same reason. Then, my gaze was shifted when I felt someone tugging on the rim of my underwear. I cried out in horror as I tried to cover myself from half the school's view of wear only one man should be able to be and see. I screamed as I was lifted off the ground. I felt the cold air breeze blow by me. Luckily, they kept my bra on. I was thrown into Harry's now also standing body. My chest pressed to his. I felt a cold hand on my back press my against Harry as someone played with the clasp of my bra. I felt it let go and fall off my shoulders and to the ground. I heard a few gasps until I realised it I was naked as was Harry. He was at least three inches bigger than Zayn. If something did happen, it would be extremely painful for me......and in front of half this school. That is when I heard my savor as well as me being completely humiliated. A teacher. Our Chemistry teacher to be exact. The crowd quickly faded and revealed us. Me and Harry completely naked and trying to cover ourselves. Our teacher faced to cars as we got dressed. Both admiring eachother's body. "Do you guys..Uh....need anything? Like some memory relief or anything?" Our teacher joked trying to lighten and make it less awkward. Only to make it worse. "No, I think we are good. Have a good weekend!" I said as I walked over to the door and got my bag. Harry was on my trail. He seemed so shy in class. Then, my eyes widened and I felt my body at the question that next escaped his lips ever so seductively with emphasize on the fourth word. "Do you wanna come back to my place?"