Bully to Bully

Louis...

Why is Louis FaceTiming me? I didn't even know I had Facetime. How do I have Louis' contact? I looked at the screen and there was Louis' name, an accept button and a decline button. I hovered my finger over the decline button but then I started to think. How much trouble would I be in if I didn't answer Louis? Lots. Lots and lots of pain. I realised how long the ringing had been going on for so I moved my finger above the accept button. I sat up against my pillows, closed my eyes and counted to three. 1, 2, 3, accept.

The screen was fuzzy for a moment but then focused in on Louis' face.

"What did he do to you?!" He yelped. I furrowed my eyebrows, what was he on about?

"What?" I asked him in confusion. He sighed in frustration and leaned in closer to the camera.

"Zayn!" He snapped.

"Oh, nothing." I said, confused about his panic.

"Yes he did. I can tell. Don't lie to me!" He glared at me.

"I'm not lying to you! I swear!" I tried to persuade him. What's his problem? He leaned back onto his chair and sighed.

"Fine, fine. Cold are we?" He chuckled and I had no idea what he was talking about. I looked at my camera in the top corner of the screen and realised that I was still wearing my hat. I ripped it off and threw it across the room. I looked back to my screen and saw that Louis was chuckling. I rolled my eyes and waited for him to say something.

"Right what did you do then if you did nothing?" He asked.

"Nothing much. He just drew on my hand, we ate pizza and then I walked home." I replied. All I wanted to do was a have a hot shower and go to bed but I was talking to Louis instead.

"Did he hurt you? Punch you? Kick you?" He asked and leaned in to the camera as he was more interested in this question.

"Well yeah..." I replied and looked at my wardrobe instead of Louis.

"What!!" Louis leapt up and screamed into the camera.

"Only once, only once!" I tried to calm him down. "It was my fault anyway..."

"What do you mean it was your fault?! That's it!" He interrupted and then hung up.

I stared at my phone in disbelief of what had happened but I shook my head and dropped it. I swung my legs out of bed and shakily walked to the mirror. It was getting warmer now thanks to the heating. I peeled my coat off of me and hung it up in my wardrobe. I stripped down to my boxers and put my clothes in the wash. I walked to the bathroom and climbed into the shower and basked in the warmth. I gripped my head as I faced upwards and let the water wash down my face. I stood there and enjoyed the relaxing sensation of the water and then started to wash my hair.

I'd been in there for a while and decided it was time to get out. I snaked the towel around my waist and tucked it in. I scooped my boxers up from the floor and grabbed another towel for my hair. As I was walking back to my room I heard a knock at the door. Mum mustn't have a key.

"Coming Mum!" I shouted. I walked to my room faster and rubbed the towel quickly around my body. The towel rubbed over my stomach and I winced in pain. Why was the pain not going? I fumbled with some fresh boxers and pulled them up my legs. It was only my mum- I'll be fine in just boxers. I roughly dried my hair with the other towel and then dumped it on the floor. I snatched my keys up from my desk and ran downstairs. I could see her silhouette behind the glass and I could tell that her patience was running out. I fumbled with the keys but eventually shoved the right one into the lock. I heard the locks click and opened the door with a smile. My joy soon vanished.