Quirky Love a Ziall, Larry Stylinson, and Gosh Cuthely fanfic

Chapter One

Well I believe this is my first time talking to you guys....Hi! ~Lovely02

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Niall's POV

My head hurt like hell and I couldn't move my body. I could clearly see though. I saw him kicking me on the ground while everyone else around the halls watching, laughed at me. I was in disbelief how everybody watched me in pain and did nothing. I was in even more disbelief with myself for ever liking a bastard like him....Zayn fucking Malik.

He didn't stop hitting me until the bell rang whispering something about the next break, but I knew that as soon as I got up and walked back to class the torture would continue. I couldn't help but wonder what was so good about beating me up? Sure I was gay and he was a homophobe, but that's no reason to beat someone to a pulp. Bastards like him should just rot in hell.

I hate myself more though. I should have kept my mouth shut. I should have never told him I liked him in the first place. What the fuck was I thinking?! There was no fucking way a guy as popular as him would accept me.

"Niall!!", Harry and George both screamed after me in unison, they were also covered in bruises, but compared to what Zayn did to me it felt even worse watching them like that.

"Did Louis and Josh do that to you guys?", I asked already knowing the answers. They didn't have to say anything to me though. Their eyes told me everything I needed to know. It was all my fault they were getting beaten up. It was all my fucking fault...

"Mate it's all right! We're not some pansies who'll break as soon as someone touches us! We are indestructible! You shouldn't let those pricks get to you", Harry said trying to comfort me.

"Yeah bro, it's not your fault those dicks found out we were gay too" Bro...yeah George and me were brothers not from the same dad, but it still hurt that I couldn't protect him. It was funny though, he calls me bro, but him and harry look much more alike than him and me.

I tried to smile, but no matter what they said I was still to blame. Two years ago they were just part of the crowd, but now they get bullied on a daily basis. They both noticed how I was feeling and hugged me real tight. They told me to go see Liam since he was the only one that could make me smile at times like these.

They didn't follow me, but they told me not to go to class and that they'll tell the teacher I went to go see the nurse. Not really a good role model am I? Skipping class just because I'm sad... "Hey Ni!" Liam called for me at the end of the corridor. He doesn't usually skip classes, but when he does he always goes to one of the old abandoned classes. In this case he chose the old music room.

"How do you always find a way inside those classes?", I laughed.

"I've got magic hands Nialler", He winked at me. Don't get me wrong he's not gay we've just been super close friends since childhood. In fact he was the first person I ever told I was gay and he didn't seem to mind. "Shit! What happened to your face!"

He ran towards me carrying me in the room. He searched through his pocket until he found his tiny first aid kit. The first thing he took out was some type of spray or something that sent stings through out the part he applied it to. "It hurts!", I yelled in pain.

He shrugged his eye brows at me, "Why don't you tell me who keeps hurting you? We're best friends right?" Of course I wanted to tell him...He was my best friend, but if I ever told him he would probably get pissed and immediately go and hit zayn and if he did that....I don't want him to get in trouble because of me.

"I can't! Besides it's not that bad! I'll try to make him stop soon I promise!" He didn't look convinced at all when I said that. He just sighed and went to door leaving me in the room alone. I didn't want to make him mad...

He came back in a couple of minutes with a little ice pack and placed in on me. "Here, the bastard left you with a black eye" I smiled at him, it really was hard for him to stay mad for longer than five minutes. "Yeah well...I found some instruments in the back! A guitar and some other things. How bout you and me form a and? You the guitarist and me with the maracas!"

I laughed, "What? All your going to do is swing them around! What type of band is that!"

"A sexy band! And besides I will not just swing them around! With maracas you have to find the rhythm. One bad shake and your whole song is ruined!"

He was weird...weird, but still my bestest friend in the whole wide world! We just goofed in that room together for the whole time. We didn't even notice classes were already over, and I completely forgot about the bruises. Infact, we would've stayed there the whole time if it wasn't that Harry and George came looking for us.

"Hurry up nialler we have to cover them up!", said Harry whose face was now completely free of bruises. I wonder how he does that? It's always a wonder to me how his bruises always seem to disappear with makeup instantly. He probably covered them up before he came to look for me.

We always had to do this. Our parents didn't exactly know about the bullying and we we're planning to keep it that way. I closed my eyes and let harry put the makeup on me. He was a guy, but his makeup skills were wicked. He could manage hide the marks completely from others, but if other people found out about his talent he'd just be beaten more for it.

 After he was done we all headed out of school making sure we weren't seen by anyone. After a few feet away from school we all headed out separate ways. Liam headed home with harry while I went with George.

I had to work on a smile. Our parents would try to question us about school and I had to smile or else they'll suspect something. So on the way home I kept smiling at George and he smiled at me practicing too.

It didn't take long before we reached our front door. I took a deep breath with George and opened the door. "We're home!", I yelled plastering on the smile I've been practicing. "School was great!" Now...all I had to do was think up of a lie.

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Written by: Lovely02

I apologize for any inconveniences I may have caused.....I'm talking to you Bryanna