Taylor's POV:
I adjusted my glasses as I clutched my books closer towards me. They we're yelling insults at me, throwing everything they can see. Most of my skin was bleeding because of tin cans, ballpens, and sometimes even pocket knives. My breathing was shaky as I reminded myself that now is not the time to cry.
Still, tears filled my eyes, and before I knew it, I was crying my eyes out. I kept my head low, seeing shadows approaching my slouching form. Ashley. It had to be.
"Aww, our little nerd's crying." She teased, gripping my chin hard and holding my face high, free for everyone to see.
A blush crept up to my cheeks, feeling myself being humiliated once again. I must be used to it by now, but I still wasn't. Being the nerd in this university sucks, especially having everyone laugh at you for every mistake that you make.
"What the..."
I turned around to see Harry standing there, his eyed wide with horror and disbelief. My eyes we're getting teary more than ever, as I ran into his arms. He was the only one who actually knows I existed, and who actually cares. He has been my best friend all along.
"What happened to you, Tay?!" He asked, lifting my head up and placing a delicate kiss on my forehead.
My body was hurting so much, but I would sacrifice that for staying in his arms.
"Harry!" Ashley yelled, making us both look to her direction.
"She hurt me, Harry! She slapped me and said that I was stealing you from her!!" She cried, pretending like she was the victim.
I shrinked nearer in Harry's arms, debating if Harry would believe her or not. They have been out and about some times and it kind of pains me to see them happy together. I mean, yes. I knew I was just a nerd, while Harry was the hottest guy around and Ashley was the Queen B of this school, but I just can't see what Harry saw in her.
"Taylor can't do that. You are so unbelievable, Ashley!" Harry boomed, making me shiver as he hugged me tight.
Anger flashed through Ashley's eyes, and she shot me a cold glare. I bit my lip, hiding my face in Harry's chest as she continued to share at me.
"We are leaving, and no one, and I mean no one, can hurt Taylor again. Understood?!" Harry demanded, looking around the room as scared faces stared back at him.
"Yes, Harry." All of them, except Ashley and her gang, responded.
"Do I make myself clear, Ashley?" Harry stated coldly, turning back to Ashley while I raised my head back up.
"Yes, Harry." She murmured, rolling her eyes at me while scampering out with her gang.
The crowd was dispersing, probably because the show was over. Everyone left the hallway with scared faces.
***
Harry held me close, rubbing my back as I sobbed into his chest
Being humiliated like that wasn't the best experience of my college life. Everyday, I would get humiliated/hurt/thrown out the window/treated like junk/even almost get killed."Shh, now, Taylor. Everything's gonna be fine. Shh. I'm here," Harry whispered soothingly, kissing my hair as he stroked it carefully.
My teary eyes stopped crying, because I knew that Harry was always gonna be with me. Through thick or thin. In sickness, or in health....
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Hi guys! Here's the first chapter of my very first book! *Cue the squels*. Anyways, I have been planning this book for ages, since I'm a die hard Swiftioner.
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