Julia's POV
BEEP BEEP BEEP!
"Ugh!" I moan to myself. Today is like any other day.
School.
I hate school. Nobody likes me there. It's all because of Niall.
Oh yeah, I hate him too.
He's been bullying me since the 8th grade.
'Why?' you may ask. Well to be honest, I really don't know.
I drag my lazy body off of my warm bed. The cold morning air gave me goosebumps.
"Yuck." I mutter to myself looking at my reflection.
I turned the faucet on and brushed my teeth.
I walked out of the bathroom and to my closet to pick out my outfit.
Pink 'Abercrombie &Fitch' shirt along with white shorts and white vans.
I slipped on some white brackets and an owl necklace to finish the look.
Last but not least...my hair. There's not much you can do with it. It comes up to about the middle of my back. It's a wavy dirty blond.
I decided to straighten it.
I headed for the door but stopped in my tracks.
Makeup!
I put on a thin layer of eyeliner with some mascara and nude lipgloss.
I'm not pretty.
But makeup makes me feel a little better about myself.
I grabbed my mint green backpack and walked out.
I didn't bother with breakfast.
"Heeyy! w-wwheerre arre yooou goiinnng?" My father slurred.
"School." I replied with a small voice and shut the door behind me.
My father is abusive and alcoholic. My mother left me when I was six.
'This is it. It's your final year in high school. Senior year." I say to myself quietly.
To avoid getting hit, I walked. School was down the block.
I plugged in my headphones and slipped my iPhone into my back pocket.
'Give Your Heart A Break' by Demi Lavato was playing.
I was humming to the lyrics.
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I made it to school safely, for now.
I pulled out my schedule and looked around the paper for my locker number.
96382
•RING! RING! RING!•
I looked back at my schedule.
I had Math. Great... *note the sarcasm*
I took a seat toward the middle. the front seats were already full and the back is where the jocks, sluts, jerks, Niall, and bullies sit.
"Okay class settle down settle down. I am your math teacher Mr. Henley."
"No shit!"
I heard someone yell. I turned around to get a better look. And there he was, Niall Horan.
He smirks.
I hate when he does that! It's nothing but trouble.
"Mr. Horan I will not take that kind of language! It's the first day and I wanted it to be a better start for you. You can either fix your behavior or visit the principal." Mr. Henley said sternly.
"Jeez chill out, I'm just trying to have some fun. Don't be such a dick head. "
The class is filled with snickering and giggling.
As for me, I just sit there annoyed by him.
"Mr. Horan! That's it! I want you to come up here and sit right here!". He said gesturing towards a desk next to his big teacher one.
"Oh! Does that make me special?" Niall cooed in a baby voice doing a cupcake pose.
"Sit!" The teacher instructed. He obeyed.
During the whole class period, I could feel Niall's gaze on me.
•RING! RING! RING!•
Finally class was over. 47 minutes nothing but bore.
I take a look at my schedule.
2 period- Science
Ugh!
Oomph!
"Sorry I-"
There he was, standing right in front of me. From the outside I may look fine, but in the inside I'm trembling with fear.
Niall.
He smirks his evil smirk.
Oh no what does he have planned?
He's probably going to beat me. That's usual. But this is Senior year. He's probably going to torture me until color drains from my face and I can't say another word.
But he doesn't know what I have been through.
He thinks he knows me.
But he doesn't.
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Bully •Niall Horan Fanfic•
FanfictionHi, I'm Julia Daniels. I may seem like a normal 17 year old girl, but I'm not. My mother left me when I was six. My father is now abusive and alcoholic, It doesn't help when I'm always being bullied at school, otherwise known as the 'hellhole'. I do...