I Didn't Mean For This to Happen ~Ziall, MPreg

Chapter 1:Busted.

Niall.

I was always the nerd, the smart kid who always got bullied.

I walked through the loud hallway of Maybride High, a homophobic highschool , filled to the brim with snobby, stick up preps.

I hated this place. I was snapped out of my thoughts when Liam Payne, my number one bully, along with his sidekicks, Harry Styles and Zayn Malik, shoved my into the lockers. I could feel a bruise forming on my side. "The fucking hell?!?" I heard Louis, my best friend, my only friend, yell at Liam.

Liam snickered. "What? The little faggot needs a wake up call. " He spat at me. I felt tear prick my eyes, Louis stood up for me all the time. "Louis. Stop." I ordered. He looked at me like I was crazy. Which I am. I was in love with my bully. No, not Liam, Zayn. Harry and Louis had been checking each other out lately too. I personally didn't think Harry was all that bad. He was actually kinda nice.

Harry smiled cheerily at Louis, " Come on Niall." Louis growled, and didn't return the smile, which made Harry frown. 

Liam and Zayn, looked around and were actually staring at Harry. "What the hell man? " They said in unison. Harry shrugged amd walked after Louis. "Lou! " He yelled, Louis turned. "Yes? " Louis asked with a scowl, I smacked him in the back of the head. "Be nice." I demanded. Louis signed. Harry chuckled. "Okay, so I'm having a party tonight, why don't you and Niall come?" Me!? I have never been invited to a party before. Oh wow. I'm excited. Do I really wanna go? Yes, no, urm maybe.

Louis nodded, "We'll be there. What time? " "7:30" Harry said beaming. Something was up. Louis and I walked away. "So, what's going on with you and Styles? " Louis blushed. " Nothing." He tried to play everything off with a cool guy attitude. "Mhm. I believe that like I believed Liam when he said we could be friends!" I exclaimed. I was a gullible, naive person most days. Those cunts. I mentally slapped myself.

*****
After school, an hour before the party.

Louis.

"Which one? " I asked. Niall yawned, looking bored. "Either." He sighed. " Why do you even care what you wear to Harry Styles' party?" His Irish accent  was thick. I blushed. "N..no reason. It's not like I like him or something? "  I laughed nervously.

"Yes.. actually I do." Niall answered. I frowned. Busted. I thought to myself.