KRIS'S POV
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"Mrs.Loke that is completely and utterly unfair." I was furious. How dare she let Harry off the hook like that? He deserved to be the one getting in trouble, he nearly attacked me! "Why should he get to leave while I'm sitting here. I didn't even flipping do anything." I ranted on and on until Mrs.Loke raised her hand.
"Miss Bellmont, I saw the whole thing." She said quietly, sitting down in the chair behind her desk.
"Than why am I in trouble if you saw everything?"
"Because," she pinched the bridge of her nose with her forefinger and thumb. "What you did was a very brave thing. But we can't have Harry getting in trouble here. His parents are very big funders of this school and if he were to be put in, say detention, then his parents would stop funding the school and we wouldn't be able to go on." It all made sense now. The way he thought he ran the school, the way everybody moved out of his way when he walked down the hallway. Harry Styles could do anything he liked and not get in trouble.
"Well, are you at least going to say something to him? Because if you don't I will." I was determined to make Harry leave Niall alone. Mrs.Loke shook her head.
"Not my job." She sighed and reached into a drawer and pulled out a mint. She handed me one. "Listen, Kristina, you can always talk to me, but the bell is about to ring for next period and you shouldn't be late. Just try to stay out of Harry's way because I can't always help you." Mrs.Loke handed me my backpack and walked me out the door. I turned to face her.
"Thank you Mrs.Loke." I smiled at her as I walked to my next class, which was History. I walked into the classroom just as the tardy bell rang. Sighing, I picked one of the farthest seats in the back, next to someone laying their head on the desk. The person had a deep blue sweatshirt on and the hood covered their head. Sitting down, I pulled out a piece of paper and a pen and scrawled a message on it.
It's not a good idea to sleep in class. ;) -K
I reached over and carefully put it on the persons lap. They reached down and grabbed the paper. After pulling out a pencil and lifting their head up quickly, they wrote down a response and handed it to me managing to keep their head down the whole time.
It's not like it matters. We don't learn anything in here anyways. All he does is sit at his desk chatting up hot babes in his area ;) -N I laughed quietly and responded back quickly.
Still that's no reason to sleep. Lift your head up and just talk to me. -K
Nah, I'm good ;) -N
PLEASE MYSTERIOUS N LIFT YOUR HEAD UP AND TALK TO MEH!!!!!! -K
After I gave the person this note, they slowly lifted their head up at me. His icy blue eyes looked at mine and he smiled slightly. It was Niall.
NIALL'S POV
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I looked at Kris, her mouth slightly open. Oh no, she didn't want to see me. I stopped smiling and almost put my head back down, that was until Kris reached out to stop me. She carefully touched my eye.
"Niall, what happened?" I just shook my head. She sighed. "Will you at least write it down?" She knew that I wasn't going to talk.
Harry, punched me. But don't worry about it. -N I handed Kris the note and watched her mouth drop. Her ears turned red as she scribbled something on the paper.
Niall, why do you let him do this to you? -K
You think I asked for this to happen? I can't control the things he does.....
"Mr.Horan, care to read to read to the class what you and Miss Bellmont are sharing." Mr.Cruz called from the front of the classroom. I quietly shook my head and looked down. "Well how about giving it to me and I'll share it." Mr.Cruz was walking between the desks when I traded the note with a planned one that was asking random stuff about History. I handed him the decoy and looked over at Kris who was turning a light shade of pink. She shot me a scared look as Mr.Cruz read the note.
"Well Mr.Horan you could've asked me instead of disturbing Kristina." He handed me the folded note back. He turned to Kristina and nodded his head. I put my head back down and closed my eyes, humming to the first random song that popped in my head. I hummed along to A Drop In The Ocean for the rest of the class. When the bell rang signaling the end of the day I stayed after a little bit, hoping Kris would leave. But it was just a hope right? When I looked up, Kris was gone. I didn't feel like explaining things to her right now. I grabbed my backpack and headed out towards my locker.
"6-38-0" I muttered and pulled down on my lock. I heard someone come up behind me, thinking it was Kris, I turned around. Only it wasn't Kris, it was Harry. My eyes went wide and I tried scooting away from him.
"Not this time you don't." Harry grabbed my by my hair and slammed me into a locker. I slid down, my face in my hands. I saw another pair of feet come next to Harry. Looking up it was an Asian looking guy with many tattoos. "C'mon Niall, get up. Kris isn't here to protect you this time." Harry grabbed the front of my shirt and pulled me off the floor. The Asian guy grabbed my hands behind my back. "Right there Zayn."
Harry pulled his hand back and punched me right in the nose and mouth. A loud crack sounded and Harry smirked. He punched me again, except this time in the side of my head. The whole world went dizzy and I felt the Zayn guy loosen his grip on me a little bit. Harry brought his knee up to my stomach and I cried out in agony.
"Harry!" A loud girly scream came from my right and I felt someone run in front of me, taking the full blow of Harry's next punch right in her face. Suddenly Zayn dropped his grip on my arms and ran towards the curled up ball of girl on the ground. Harry's mouth was in the shape of an 'o'.
"Kris?" I barely heard Harry say. What does him punching a girl have to do with Kris? Then all the pieces came together. The girl he punched was Kris. I said a silent apology to her and grabbed my bag and ran away. She would understand. I hope.
I ran all the way home and when I got home, I ran upstairs to my bedroom. I wasn't going to let my mom see me. I looked in the mirror. My lip was busted and my nose was cover in blood. I had a giant bruise on the side of my face and I could already feel one forming on my stomach. I sighed and watched as the first tear silently fell. Underneath all of my clothes in my drawer were my blades. I grabbed them and pulled up my sleeve and mad the first cut. I watched in horror as I made nine new cuts. When I was done I patted them with a piece of toilet paper and pulled my sleeve down. I sat on my bed for a good three hours, crying. I was crying mostly for Kris though, who knew what had happened after I left.
"Niall, baby dinner's ready." my mum knocked on my door. I wiped the dried blood of and opened my door. My mum saw my face and wiped away the dried tears. I smiled a bit and hugged her. "C'mon baby let's go eat dinner."
So how is it so far. I'm sorry if this is triggering or stuff but I know this isn't real. So please tell me how you like it so far. P.S. that's how Harry looked before the fight ---------->
Kayleigh Xxxxx
