Louis POV
Here in my neighborhood in Doncaster,
there wasn't a moment where you wouldn't see a black eye, bruises, or another mark planted on my face. I was never treated like other people, I was always named as the so called 'Mistake' or 'Loser' or 'Faggot'.
I would never get respect from anybody I was around.
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There I was, just laying on the concrete ground as punches and kicks were being thrown at me. The felt the pain struck thru my body, I hear gasps but mostly laughter from others, tears stream down my face like if it were a 5 year old crying about candy.
"this is what you get for being a loser faggot!" shouted Roderick.
His foot just kept repeatedly pounding on my stomach.
I just want him to end already, this pain is killing me!
"Get off him you asshole!" shouted a familiar voice, my best friend Zayn.
He pushed Roderick to the ground as he helped me up.
I grabbed on to him tightly as I cried into his chest.
"it's okay Lou, I'm here now" he said stroking my hair.
Roderick stood up from the ground and gave Zayn a killing death glare,
"you gonna wish you never done that Malik!"
"like I'm afraid for you!" shouted angrily Zayn.
Roderick fixed his hair and looked at me,
"I'll get you after school punk"
"not if I'm there" glared Zayn.
He snorts as he walks away with he stupid friends.
The school bell to 6th period rang making the crowd of bystanders go to their classes.
"let's get you cleaned up" said Zayn.
"I'm fine, honest"
"Louis, you have a bloody nose and scratches in your face, you fine alright" he says sarcastically.
I sighed and nodded as we walked into the boys bathroom.
Zayn wet some paper towels as he began cleaning off the blood.
"you got to start standing up for yourself Lou" he said as he was cleaning my scratches, I rolled my eyes.
"so I could get my face pound, no thanks"
"come on Louis, you need to show Roderick whose the bigger man and that bigger man is you" he's right but I'm afraid.
"I will someday, just not now" he sighed.
"there all done" he threw away all the paper towels, then we made our way to the lockers as we see Niall and Liam talking about whose knows what.
Liam looks at me and groans,
"again?" I sighed, sadly nodded.
"that jerk needs to be taught a lesson" said Niall.
"he does, let's get to class now" said Liam, we all said our goodbyes as we went our seprerate ways to class.
Off to 6th period, YIPPIE!
Note the sarcasm.
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School is finally over, now I walk into my house expected the worst part of my day like always.
School is just the beginning, it's better than being at home all the time.
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