Teenage Run Away ✘ Harry Styles [2013] ✔

Chapter 10

I just arrived at school and I can feel everyone's eyes on me already. I wore a longsleave shirt to cover up the bruises on my arm, and I put on what felt like ten pounds of make-up to cover up the bruises on my cheeks. My stomach still hurts unbearably, but I have to put up with it until it goes away. As much as I don't want to, I have to.

"Hey." Zayn said quietly approaching me. He gave me a sweet smile and I returned it.

"Hey" I replied sweetly

"You ok?" He asked

"Yeah, Why?" I asked confused a little.

"You're holding you stomach like it hurts." He stated. I didn't even notice I was doing that. My arms were crossed but I was holding my stomach tightly.

"Oh, Just a habbit." I lied with a smile. He gave me a small nod and an reasurring smile, before walking off.

That was a very small, boring conversation but I'm glad he didn't take it any further.

"Nichole!" I heard someone yell from behind me. I saw Liam and Niall running towards me. Seriously, why are these boys talking to me? Not that I'm better than them or anything, But it just seems odd. "We need to talk to you." Niall stood in front of me, trying to be serious. He's cute when he tries not to smile.

What am I saying?! He couldv'e killed me in an alley, or worse. Much worse.

Yes, to me rape is worse then death. It's just my opinion.

"About..?" I approached my locker and began to turn the lock, entering my code, 36, 24, 7.

"We just wanted to apologize for the other night." Liam said "And for creeping you out that day you came to see Harry." Niall added. I pulled my needed books out of my locker and slammed the door shut.

"I didn't go to see Harry. Aleast that's not what I meant by it." I stated clearly so they wouldn't get the wrong idea. "I just wanted to say thanks and get out of there. I didn't want to come there in the first place." I began to walk to class.

"Then why did you come?" Liam asked casually.

"Harry left a note on my desk that same day and it freaked me out. I wanted to make sure it wouldn't happen again, so I gave him what he wanted and got out. I didn't want to give him another reason to leave a note." I said "It may have been just one, but it's enough to drive me away." I added, coming to my class door.

"Oh." Niall looked down "Well we better go to class. Bye!" He said before they walked away, already in a deep conversation. I rolled my eyes and walked in class.

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I just got done with my third class for the day and now I'm headed to lunch. When I get into the caffiteria, Kristen and Maggie are nowhere to be seen. Yay! I get the table now!

I got in line and got all the food I wanted. I payed and walked to the table I had my eye on earlier. This is usually where we sit every day, but since 'we' arn't 'we' anymore, it's whoever gets it first. And since I'm here, might as well.

I'm looking down at my phone, not paying attention to anyone or anything around me, when some plops down next to me. Someone else sat on the other side, and on the other side of the table, I could tell it was two people. Please not Kristen or Maggie!

I looked up and it wasn't who I expected at all. Harry was on my right, Liam on my left, Niall and Zayn in front of me. Why are they sitting here?

"Look guys, I don't know what your problem is but if you're planning on annoying someone, you're not doing a very good job on me." I told them.

They looked and me and started laughing.

"Why would we be trying to annoy you?" Zayn asked, still smiling.

"I don't know." I said quietly. "It's just, you guys talk to me like we're friends and now you're sitting with me. When did this happen?"

"We are your friends." Liam said. We are? We just met like.. yesterday..

"And now that you're away from those two, you're not so bad." Harry said, avoiding my gaze. What did he just say?

"So from now on, we'll hang out with you more often." Niall added.

"So quit thinking about it, and deal with it sweetheart." Zayn finished, flashing me a cute smile and winking.

So what..?.. I'm a punk now? ...

I nodded slightly and started to pick at my food. I moved my hair behind my shoulder so it wouldn't get in my food. Harry started staring at me with wide eyes. He never ceases to freak me out.

"What are you staring at?" I asked him. He didn't do anything, instead he moved my hair more behind my shoulder. What the heck is he doing?

"Wha.." He started "What's that?" Pointed to my kneck. What could he possibly be talking about?

My mind played flash backs from when my Father grabbed my kneck and hit my head against the wall.

Oh... That's what he's staring at..

I didin't even think he grabbed me that hard, how could it be that bad?

I got up and told him it was nothing. He didn't take it as an answer and he got up, following me to the garbage, trying to convince me to tell him whatever I'm hiding. Why would I do that? I'm not stupid!

"No Harry!" I said for the third time, walking into the ladies' bathroom. I looked in the mirror at my neck and my eyes became wide as well. I thought it was just some normal blue bruise, but it's much worse.

The inside is purple, almost black, and there is a blood red ring around it. How did he leave a place like that? He didn't grab my neck that hard.

Ofcourse, I couldv'e been in so much pain from everything else, that I didn't pay attention to the pain in my neck.

I ran my fingers over it lightly, and winced when I felt the feeling as if someone were strangling me.

I havn't even looked at my head either, I just focused on the noticable places, then left the house as quick as I could.

The bell rang, forcing me to ignore the thought of looking at my head. I put my hair around my neck and walked quickly to my next class, hoping no one would notice the odd color in my neck.