Part 2- *My Bully*

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                  -Louis' POV-

      Idiots that are out to ruin everyday for me stained my favorite sweater, and broke my flowercrown, not before they ran outside to interweave thorns into it. I ran into the men's room to try to wash it off, and a person was ditching, standing in the corner. He looked upset, but then again he always had a pouty look to him.

     He had a lucious bun and a surprising amount of tattoos, the black leather biker look he was dressed in really fit him, and was working for him.

       He pulled out a cigarette and I tried to stop him, masking my shock to match his emotions, which didn't seem to exist.

     He helped me, but didn't look as happy as I did in his company.

      It's not going to happen, he bullied you. I thought.

     "Harry." He said.

     "Hi I'm Louis!" I smiled. I held out my hand and he shook it.

        Well, I thought it was mutual, at least in the slightest. But then the bell rang, and he left without a word. Leaving me with only the feeling of lost hope.

       As the day continued, all I could think about was meeting him again. The way he made me feel was enough to put a smile on my face.
   
      Just as I was about to forget about everything else, I felt myself bump into something.
       I looked up. Zayn. Him and his dead eyes were staring back at me. That alone was enough to scare me.
     "You will be sorry about that, princess." He spat.
     Before I could find a decent response, he was gone.
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Author's note:

2nd part. Hope you enjoyed!!  I'll post more when I can.

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