NERD (Niam) (boyxboy)

10

I was shoved, falling on my arśe with an oomph. Brian's smirk widened and Louis laughed. The crowd began to leave and I looked up at Brian with hurt filling me.

"Why are you doing this? I...I thought we were friends". They both laughed and looked to each other.

"There is no way in hell I would ever be friends with you. Especially you".

"What did I ever do to you?" I looked to Louis and his smile faded quickly, the colour draining from his face. "Why do you hate me this much? What did I do?"

"shut up nerd no one likes you there doesn't have to be a reason!" Brian punched me, making my head turn to the right as I felt blood run down my cheek.

"Is this about that step brother of yours?"

I don't know how. It all happened so quickly. One second they were looking down at me...the next everything was a blur and blood surrounded me. My glasses had fallen from my face, tears fallen down my cheeks mixing with all the blood around my now swollen face. Everything hurt. My breathing had become shallow and my stomach hurt as I begged for air to be let in.

I couldn't stop thinking about how stupid and gullible I could be. Of course Brian wasn't my friend. I should've seen this coming. I'm supposed to be smart. How could people find this much joy in watching another suffer?

I'm not usually one to let it all get to me, but it's different this time. It's personal. They faked a friend. I haven't even had a friend my whole life and I felt so lucky to finally have the privilege of someone to tell people about. How I met someone who I can talk to and who will hang out with me. I finally wasn't alone. But apparently that wasn't the case. I was more alone than ever, I just didn't know it. How could I be so stupid?

I don't even know if I'm still being hit or their amusement had ended because I felt numb. I know I'm lying on the floor of the corridor in the school, alone. It's so abandoned when classes start. I just wanted to go home. But what do I tell my mum? This is the worst I've been hurt here and my excuses were getting harder to believe. I can't hide anything either. I knew that. My face is so swollen I don't even know where I would start with the excuses.

"Niall? Wh-" A blurry figure came into my vision and I squeezed my eyes shut as I was lifted from the cold ground. "What happened Niall?" I knew who it was. I didn't need my glasses to know. His husky, deep voice gave it away. The warmth and smell that engulfed me was indescribable. He smelt of chocolate and coconut, it could even be a personal haven of mine. Especially these arms. "Oh my god you're freezing!" My vision was suddenly somewhat clear and I looked up to see gorgeous chocolate brown eyes filled with worry along with a frown. This was an unbelievably wonderful sight...wait...what? "I'm taking you home".

"NO!" His expression filled with shock from my sudden outburst and I gave a small - as much as I could with this cut lip - smile. "I mean, please don't take me home. Anywhere but there". He nodded and stood up, holding his large hand out to me. I cautiously slid my hand into his, feeling a flutter run through my stomach as he carefully helped me stand. A blush began to cover my cheeks and he chuckled. 

"I'll take you to my place". Before I could protest, he was dragging me by the hand, to his car in the carpark. His flash, shiny, black car was probably worth more than our house. I hated it. These people had no stress in life, they didn't have to work their ass off. That's just my opinion of these people anyway, what do I know? 

His house is just as flawless as I remember. Fucking huge too. I do wonder what it would be like to live in a place like this, have a thousand dollar bed with a thousand dollar mattress to sleep on every night. A heater, oh my god a heater! Air conditioning! computers that work! Laptops, phones, anything.