My Bully

Chapter Three

"You wanted to see me." I told Mr.Malik. He nodded, and stood up. Which he over towered me. I was probably about 5.6, and he was a few inches taller than me.

"You know, I know who you exactly are." He whispered. I looked at him confused, I mean was this man crazy? I have never seen him in my life. I thought of his face, wondering if I a had ever seen him.

I kept thinking, while he was quiet. Just then I remembered him, I had seen this man before in my life. He was with Niall one time, and he just took one look at me, and started judging. I started to back up, so I could leave.

I grabbed my book, and started to run towards the door. It took Mr.Malik a second before he realized what I was doing. He used his longer legs, and made it to the door before me. He closed it, and turned around to stare at me.

"Did you think you were going to outsmart me?" He asks walking over to me. I started backing away, until my back hit something. I knew it was either a wall, or the board. He soon made his way to me, and put both of his hands on both sides of my head.

His face was so close to mine, I could feel his breath. My fear was rising slowly, as his face got closer, and closer to mine.

"You know that you're a slut? But, you could be my slut." He whispered seductively. I started to freak out, I didn't want anything to do with him! All I wanted with him, was help, and that was only for math!

I shook my head, and didn't look him in his eyes. He grabbed chin, and tilted it so I was looking him in the eyes. Just then I heard laughter boom, throughout the entire classroom. I realized it was Niall's. He walked up behind Mr.Malik, and patted him on the back.

He was still laughing, and Mr.Malik still hadn't removed his hands from the side of my head. "Good job Zayn!" Niall said. "I really liked the line you used!" He said referring to what Mr.Malik had said to me.

He smirked, and removed his hands, at which I quickly walked away. "Oh, look the slut is walking away!" Niall said grabbing my wrist. I tried to jerk it out of his hands, and realized he wasn't going to give in so easily, even considering he has twice the strength of me.

I looked at him with pleading eyes. He rolled his eyes, and squeezed my wrist even tighter. I winced slightly at how he is applying pressure. He pulled me closer to him, and soon was holding me against his chest.

I struggled against him. He then pushed me, which sent me tumbling down to the ground. He kicked me as hard as he could in the stomach. Niall, turned around for a second, and I was already out the door.

I was running down the hall as fast as I could. I should be in study hall, you know studying. I was running, and accidentally bumped into somebody.

"Oh, I'm so sorry!" The person apologized. I realized his British accent, it was Mr.Payne! Mr.Payne was my science teacher.

"Mr.Payne! M-My stomach hurts!" I told him. He grabbed my wrist softly, and tugged me so I would follow him. He led me to his classroom, which was deserted.

"Let me see your stomach Laura." Mr.Payne said. I was going to, until I realized that it was going to be very uncomfortable. It was going to be really uncomfortable especially after what happened with Mr.Malik.

Mr.Payne saw that I wasn't going to lift my shirt up, because he saw that I was very uncomfortable. He softly grabbed the hem of my shirt, and slowly lifted it. I felt the cold air of the school hit my stomach. I jumped slightly, and Mr.Payne chuckled slightly. He looked at my stomach intently, and then ran his hand over a certain spot.

I winced in pain. "Laura, how did you get this bruise?" He asks me. Was I supposed to tell him that Niall had kicked me, and that Mr.Malik was one of Niall's friends?