Help Me//L.H

Chapter Four

I shrugged Luke's arm off of me, and looked up at him, a resting bitch face look on my face. He just looked back down at me, smirking slightly.

"You're cute when you're mad." He whispered, gaining a few wolf whistles from Michael and Calum.

I instantly pulled away from him. He creeped me out, mega time, but he was so attractive. I was almost curious to find out more about him, but that meant spending more time with him and actually talking to him. And we all know that isn't going to happen. Ever.

The bell rang, and everyone cleared the room. Apart from Luke, Calum, Michael and Ashton. I tried to squeeze past Calum, but he grabbed my wrist roughly.

"Sit down." He muttered through gritted teeth. I let out a small whimper, but it was almost inaudible.

Ashton walked over to the classroom door and locked it. I swallowed the lump in my throat, and managed to release a few words. "What do you want?"

Michael giggled and started taking photos of me, making me feel extremely self conscious and paranoid. "Can you stop p-please?" I whispered, clearing my throat.

"What was that?! P-Please?!" Calum spat out, laughing whilst making fun of me.

Luke was tugging at my hair, pretending like he was playing with it, when he was actually pulling and ripping at it.

I held back a few tears, and tried to pull away from Luke. "Stop." I breathed.

Calum again, grabbed my wrists and looked down at them.

***TRIGGER WARNING***

"What are those?" He asked, grinning a little. "Has our little girl been bullied before?" He taunted, Michael peering over his shoulder to look.

Michael chuckled and tapped Ashton's shoulder. "Look man! She has already done it!!!" He laughed.

I felt Luke's hands on my hair stop and tighten around some strands.

"Aw, baby girl." Ashton whispered, putting his face inches away from mine. "What. A. Shame." He mumbled, his nose touching mine.

At this point, I was shaking. I don't know if it was due to anger, confrontation, nerves, I wasn't sure. He forcefully kissed me, pushing himself on my small build.

"GET OFF!" I screamed, trying to get him off of me. Luke stumbled off of his chair a little, watching the scene in front of him.

"I know you love it babe." He muttered against my lips. I was sobbing.

"Get off of me!" I cried, punching his chest weakly. "GET HIM OFF." I pleaded, looking at the boys.

Michael was taking a photo, and I don't know where Calum disappeared to.

Then, Calum appeared at the door, with a blonde, skinny girl. She gasped and ran over to me and Ashton. I thought she was going to help me.

She grabbed Ashton off of me, then slapped me roughly.

"WHO THE HELL ARE YOU, SLUT?!" She screamed in my face. I was hyperventilating due to crying so much, my mascara had ran down my cheeks.

"Lea-leave me a-al-alone." I cried weakly. She shoved me to the ground, then started yelling at Ashton, who was watching me and smirking.

I dragged myself from the floor and my shaky hands grabbed my bag. I brushed past Luke, who just watched the whole thing happen. My feet led me towards the girls bathroom, and I pushed my body against the door, opening the cubicle.

I closed the toilet lid, and sat on it, crying quietly. Attempting to calm myself down, I took deep breaths in and out, wiping my eyes and cheeks with the cuffs of my jumper. I was shaking uncontrollably.