My Fucked Up Life *On Hold*

Confusion

My footsteps echoed throughout the halls as my eyes wandered around.

who the hell was that guy??

I heard footsteps and quickly hid behind a trashcan as the footsteps grew louder.

Why am I hiding??

I could make out quiet mumbles and the footsteps were now at the end of the hallway. I held my breath in hopes they won't interrogate. They grew closer and I started to think of excuses. Then they stopped right in front of the trashcan.

Just my fucking luck.

"Ella?" My eyes shoot up to meet Louis'.

Going with the best excuse I have yet to come up with my hands scattered around the floor.

' Dropped a contact.' I quickly note.

I wore big round glasses but I have never in my entire life worn a contact. So I forgot my glasses today and perhaps I see a little blurry, which just so happens to make this believable since I'm squishing my eyes to give the lie more effect. Suddenly he dropped to the ground and started to search for the non existent contact too.

Great.

" Hey mate whatcha doin down there??" I hear an unfamiliar voice echo around the hall. He probably hasn't seen me yet.

"Helping Ella find her contact." He says casually.

"Ella can't be that girl you just so happened to be talking about on the way to class a few minutes ago before you-"

"Okay Harry! We get it!...." Louis exclaims as he cheeks turn Scarlett red.

Harry let out a deep chuckle and rolled his eyes dropping to the floor too.

Great now I have two people helping me look for a non existent contact.

" Ah-ha ... I think I found it! " Harry shouts jumping to his feet.

What the hell?

" But the beautiful lad must give me a kiss if she wishes to see." He flirts. I scoff and roll my eyes.

' Never in your wildest dreams.' I manage to write.

"Well then your sight seems to be perfectly fine to me." he teases.

"Harry...." Louis growls.

"Well..Well..Well..." a familiar voice taunts.

Zayn.

Harry rolls his eyes and looks at me apologetically. Then he swoops me into his arms and carries me down the opposite way of Zayn, Louis following closely behind.

" Oh so you can go fuck an average but you won't even bother with me?? " Zayn shouts angrily. My mouth drops in total shock at his words. He was right.

Why am I letting a total stranger carry me to who knows where when all he probably wants is sex.

My eyes wander to Louis strained ones and I literally jump into his arms. He catches me with ease and holds me close as I let a single tear fall. I look up to see Zayn running towards us and Harry shouting at him right before Zayn punches Harry in the eye.

Louis turns a corner and I let more fall as I hear Harry's grunts and punches to Zayn.

Zayn.

Harry.

Louis.

All doing this because of me and I haven't even been here long enough to learn there middle names.

Harry's fighting for me and I just met him 15 minutes ago.

And here I am in Louis' arms wishing I would've stayed in Harry's.

Harry.

I let out a choked sob as Louis pats my back and comforts me as much as possible but it's not working. I'm supposed to be a nobody.

Boys like Harry and Zayn aren't supposed to fight over me for ..... sex?...when it all comes down to it....I still consider Louis and Harry My friends. He seemed like so much more than just a bad boy.

Maybe because he wasn't one at all.

Who you might ask?

The bruised and battered Harry walking towards us with clenched fist and a slight limp.

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A/N- Hey guys. I had others ideas for her to meet Harry but this just came as I typed. I hope you enjoyed. Do you think Ella should be feeling this way. Do you trust Louis as much as she does or is he hiding something. What the hell is wrong with Zayn? Is Harry trying to be friendly? And who the hell was that guy at lunch?

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-Mary