Imagine for @Kp0827 (Liam- Thank you for saving me)
Chloe's P.O.V
My eyes fluttered open and a frown was immediately placed on my face. Even though today was Friday and tomorrow I would be attending my first One Direction concert I really didn't want to face my bully today.
Why does she have to be so mean to me? I did absolutely nothing to her and she makes me cry every single day.
I know your probably wondering why don't I just tell my parents, but the truth is, I'm scared. Shirley, my bully is capable of anything and I wouldn't be surprised if she turned this whole mess around and blamed it all on me.
"Chloe!" my mom yelled snapping me out of my daze.
"I'm coming!" I yelled back before putting on a pink shirt, and a pair of black pants. I pulled my hair into a messy bun before slipping into a pair of converse. "Hey mom, hey dad. What do you need?" I asked.
"We just wanted to make sure you were ready, if you don't hussle up you'll be late" my dad says and I looked at the clock. If I didn't run to school then I would be at least 10 or 15 minutes late.
"Can I just stay home? I'm gonna be late if I walk" I say and they both nodded no.
"You know you can't do that Chloe, wouldn't want to ruin your perfect attendance, right?" my dad asks.
"I guess not" I mutter.
"Well then you better start running" he says dryly.
"Why do I feel like no one cares about me?" I whisper under my breath and ran out of the house.
By the time I made it to my school my chest was beating like a drumset.
"Oh, what's up fat a**? I see you ran to school, looks like you've finally decided to help your health out" a familiar voice says from behind me.
I turned around to see Shirley standing there with her minions right beside her. "Hi Shirley, girls" I say politely.
"Wow, wh-" Shirley started but the bell rang. I smirked before walking off to class. I'll probably pay for that later.
~ Lunch Time ~
As I sat down at an empty table I saw about 3 or 4 shadows standing behind me. Oh great, its Shirley again.
"So I heard you got One Direction tickets, that's funny since I got some too. The only difference is I got front row seats and back stage passes while you probably got nose bleed seats" she says making everyone laugh. The truth was I had gotten a front row ticket AND a back stage pass.
"I can't wait to see you and Liam hit it off!" one of Shirley's minions tells her.
"I know right! I bet he'll ask you out!" another one says.
"Me too, we'll probably have babies together" Shirley says and anger boiled inside of me.
"I don't think Liam likes tramps" I snap and the whole room fell silent. Students from everywhere in the room were now gathered around me and Shirley.
"Excuse me b*tch?! I'm pretty sure Liam would date a hot girl instead of an ugly a** sl*t like you!" she growls before pushing me into the wall.
Pain rushed throughout my entire body as I stood up. That only made it worst. My vision had turned blurry and not because of tears, even if I DID want to cry, it was because of how hard my head had crashed into the wall.
My hand flew up to my head before I ran passed the group of kids that were circled around us. My legs had carried me all the way home and I didn't even notice until I was laying on my bed and sobbing my sorrows away.
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One Direction Preferences and Imagines
Roman pour AdolescentsReally badly written preferences/imagines because I was an actual fetus when I wrote these, but I'm very appreciative of all the love these got!
