This is a fanfic I'm making! I hope you like it (now her name is Lottie and she has blonde hair and blue eyes but it's not Louis sister. But let's just imagine she looks some what like her. But older like 17-18)
Lottie's POV:
"Honey, Lottie. Get up! Or you will be late for school." my mum yelled at me. I groaned. "It can wait..." I whisper closing eyes. "LOTTIE I'm serious." she said sternly crossing her arms. "Fine!" I grabbed the sheets then threw them off me.
I was to weak. Probably from all the freakin' bruises I got and scratches. Yeah, your probably wondering why I get scratches and bruises. I get bullied. Bullied by Harry Styles. He's the bad boy/bully at school. He's in the popular group, but see he only bully's me. ME. Why? I don't know. I absolutely hate school. I have NO FRIENDS. Everyone hates me. But I don't really give a fuck. Only one more year.
I got out of the shower and got changed. I put on skinny jeans and a jersey that says Los Angeles and it has a number 20 on it. I grabbed out my make up bag, I don't ever ever put on makeup. My mum says I'm too beautiful to put it on, that I don't need it. But I highly doubt that's true. I grabbed the mascara, and slowly but the brush on my lashes. Then to my surprise I smudge it and got it on my blue eye. That's reason 13828 shouldn't put on makeup.I wiped it off and did the other eye. I looked In the mirror. I look like a freakin' monster.
"LOTTIE GET YOUR BUTT DOWN HERE, OR YOUR GOING TO BE LATE FOR SCHOOL!"
Oh great.
"HOLD ON!" I yelled, great. Would I want to be late for school and get detention. Or stay a little and get this off. I better go to school, I don't want to stay after school probably with HARRY. I grabbed my skateboard then ran down stairs. I got lost I couldn't fine my way to the door.. See, I just moved In a huge house. I guess we're rich. Since m dad goes on business trips and my mum works all day long. I finally got to the door.
"Bye mum!" I shouted "Bye Lottie! Have a good day!" she shouted.
Yeah, never in my wildest dreams! My mum doesn't know I get bullied, and I plan on never telling her.I put my skateboard on the roll on the streets of London. Some of these little girls were staring at me. Probably because of my makeup. I finally
Got to the school. I got off my skate bored then walked up the stairs. I saw Harry's gang of the popular kids in a big group talking near a tree, I didn't see Harry and some of his friends. The girls were staring at me and giggling.
"Hey ugly Betty!" a girl Ashely yelled. I ignored her and her friends. I hate Ashely. She's a mean bitch. I walked in the school halls everyone laughing and staring. There's no sign of Harry and some of his friends, I kept looking.
"Hey bitch." someone said in a raspy voice slamming me in a locker. Yeah, I spoke to soon. Harry's green eyes met my blue ones.
"What the hell is wrong with your makeup?!" he yelled chuckling. I didn't answer. He then slam me on the ground, he kicked me in the stomach and punched me in the jaw. I got up quick, limping. I went to the bathroom. Thank god no one was there. I wiped the blood and wiped of the awful makeup I put on. At least I look some what better. I went out of the bathroom to my first class to get there a little early. I went to the desk closest to the door, so I can get out quick. Then Harry walked in. With some one of his friends named Louis. They were talking and laughing then he saw me. He chuckled and spit out his gum and stuck it to my forehead. They were both laughing harder than before. I sighed and took it off, I put it on the floor. Then I heard the bell go off then everyone started piling in.
"Hey Lotto." this girl Madison said chuckling. Slapping me in the face before going to the rest of some of the other popular kids. I hate when people call me that. But whatever I'm use to this.
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