Chapter 5

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Ella's POV

As the alarm went off for the last day of school before the weekend, I remembered what ha happened yesterday, and instantly felt sick.

There would be no Niall to walk to school with. And no body to stand up for me and help me in trouble. I hasn't been able to talk to my mum about it because a.) she was away on a business trip like always, and b.) she had know Niall since he was a little boy and would never believe me.

I dragged myself out of bed and showered and dressed myself into a pair of skinny jeans and baggy white jumper as my effort levels had just gone out the window.

I began to text the message I had always sent everyday to Niall since we had started school, asking of we were walking, then remembered I couldn't and put my phone back in my pocket and started walking to school.

As I pulled up to the gates, the boy who had engulfed me in a hug yesterday, was now sending me daggers like the rest of his group. I quickly made my way inside before Niall could make any eye contact with me.

Harry's POV

As we stood by the school gates, we saw Ella walk past us. However as she did I saw her eyes flicker up to meet mine, as she did she quickly snapped them back down so no one would know.

As the bell went we stood around a bit longer finishing off our cigarettes, then as we walked away, I muttered in Niall's ear, " you better keep it up, cause you don't want your little secret to be revealed now do you?". I saw him tense, however he chose not to say anything and walked away to class.

Nialls POV

As I strolled into class, I kept my eyes down a walked to the back of the class, past Ella and to where everyone who I promised myself I would never associate with.

I sat down in the back of the class and as the class begun, Harry whispered into my ear,

" send a note saying you can't believe you ever were friends with someone as pathetic as her and to stay away cause you know all her secrets." I couldn't do that, I just didn't know how to. But as I turned around I saw Harry glaring at me and knew I had to.

As I scribble down the note onto the piece of paper, I threw it at her, whilst muttering at how much of an idiot Harry was, and how much worse I was, as I was the one not standing up for myself and doing this to her.

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