Bullied by Harry Styles

Five

~ Melissa's POV ~

My mom came to pick me up 15 minutes after Harry left. I found out I was alright to go to school. Ugh. I honestly rather be in coma and not be able to do anything than go to school. That night I lay down, thinking about someone. Harry Styles. I was quite confused to be honest. Why would he kiss my tears away? Why was his thumb on my lips? And the most important one. Why was he being nice to me? Did he feel guilty after he saw what he did to me? Damn right he better feel guilty. After 4 years of bullying me he deserves to feel this way. I found my blood boil. I think it was safe to say that I hate Harry Styles. I sighed heavily. I knew I could do nothing to stop Harry from bullying. There was one option. Tell someone. No! He would find a way to hurt me if I did tell. I knew I was hopeless. I shut my eyes and pushed away all the thoughts about Harry from my mind. Slowly I fell asleep.

~ In the Morning ~

I woke up thanks to my annoying alarm clock. I stretched before walking bare foot on the cold hard wood floor. I made my way to the bathroom to shower. Goose bumps popped out of my skin as I got in the steamy hot shower. I quickly shampooed my hair and got out. Today was one of my lazy/comfy days so I wore a baggy knitted pale sweater with a black pair of jeans. I applied a little amount of makeup before putting on my black vans and heading out. Inhaling the fresh morning air I started to make my way to the hell hole.

~ At School ~

I didn't rush to my locker this time. I didn't have the energy to argue or get Harry angry. Instead I waited for him to come and hurt me. I waited for what seemed like hours, but he didn't come. I shrugged and opened my locker.

After getting my stuff I went to my Math class. I entered the polished doors and sighed in disappointment. Harry was sitting where I sat. I couldn't go to another table since they were all full. I slumped my shoulders and dragged my feet to my table. I put my books down and also sat on my seat. To my surprise Harry didn't say or harass me one bit. I guess he's tired or he's saving his energy for later.

Math class started and I was already working on the worksheet we got. My annoying sleeves kept getting in the way of me writing so I pulled them up. Big. Mistake. Suddenly I felt a muscular arm on my hand. I gasped quietly and saw Harry almost examining my bruised arm. Oh no! I forgot to hide my bruises with foundation! I put my head down not wanting to see what he would do next.

"Why are you putting your head down?" Harry asked me.

"It doesn't matter." I slowly replied.

"Did I do this to you or someone else?" he questioned.

"No Harry! No one else hurts me but you!" I whisper yelled.

Big mistake. I saw his green orbs darken and he squeezed my arm really hard. Tear began to spill from my eyes.

"Ow Harry that hurts. Please stop. I'm sorry!" I cried.

His face expression softened and he quickly let go of my arm. He sighed and said something that made me shake in fear.

"Meet me behind the school doors when school ends."

I gulped. Would he hurt me again? Why does he want me to meet him after school? What is gonna happen? Questions kept popping up in my head and I couldn't pay attention. Suddenly the school bell rang.

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TY FOR READING GUYS! I'm so sorry I haven't been updating lately but I have school! Anyways I tried to make it a long chapter ! So what do you guys think?

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💜~ Alina