bully (harry styles)

three

The obnoxious sound of my alarm blares throughout the room. It's 6 o'clock in the morning, I had to get ready to go back to the hellhole I call school. School starts around 7:20 every morning, unless there is a late start. I checked my phone very quickly, waking up to no new notifications. Of course. Rolling my eyes, I got myself out of bed and ready.

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Hopping into my car, I look over and see Harry exiting his house with nothing but a couple of books in his hands. I rolled down his window and yelled his name, ''Harry!" He  looked around, wondering who called his name. I yelled  again, ''Harry, over here!" I waved my hand out the window. Harry turned his head towards my direction and jogs towards my car. ''You need a ride? The bus doesn't stop in our neighborhood.'' I believed that I was the only teenager in this neighborhood, It was full of ten year olds and old people. I never rode the bus, so it had no point to come through this neighborhood anymore.

''You have a car?" His accent was thick,

''Well yeah, it used to be my mom's but she gave it to me.'' I eyed him closely, he was wearing the same clothes that he did yesterday. Does he always wear black?

''Well I think I need a ride then,'' He winked at me and sat in the passenger seat.

''So what's your name again?" Harry questioned.

''Mickey." I replied a little too quickly, causing a chuckle from Harry. ''What?" I questioned,

''You don't have to be shy around me,''

"I'm not.'' I rolled my eyes.

''You are.''

''Keep thinking that, Harry.''

A minute passed by before I spoke again.

"Well as soon as you get into that school, I highly doubt you're going to talk to me. I'm just telling you this for the sake of your reputation.'' I keep my eyes focused on the road when I felt his eyes on me.

''Really? Why is that?" He questions, I look over to him for a second and I swore I saw confusion and worry in his eyes.

''Guess you're going to have to ask the whole school that, because I'm not a hundred percent sure either.''

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I took a seat in front of the room in Science, I never really had any interest for Science. Or Math. I was more into Music and Art but nothing like acting. I am too shy, and nobody would even go to see me perform probably, besides my mom. ''Look who it is, I was surprised she even showed up today.'' I heard Isabella whisper, knowing who she was talking about. Me.

I felt anger rise inside of me, I was done taking everyones shit. I turned around with a smile, feeling somewhat confident today.

''I would shut your little mouth, I heard Karma's a bitch.'' I said loudly, making sure for everyone to hear.

Isabella's group of friends stared at her like she was their fucking queen. Their mouths were wide open, like it was about to fall off.

I turned around  and waited for class to start. What has gotten into me? I  would normally just shut my mouth and take all the rude comments and remarks thrown at me.

Science passed by quickly, which I'm thankful for. When the bell rang, everyone stood up but Isabella and her group of friends.

''Ew! Look what's on Mickeys pants!'' I stopped dead in my tracks and  turned my head, trying to see. There was a huge red spot all over my backside, which meant two things. Either my monthly visitor must have came early or Isabella and her group of snobby friends were the cause of this.

I stretched my shirt so it would be covering my backside and ran to the nearest bathroom, tears already starting to form. I swear I could hear their obnoxious laughs when I entered the bathroom.

I took my phone out of my pocket, searching for my moms number. It rang a few times before my mom picked up.

''Mom?" I whispered, I was a sobbing mess by now.

''What's wrong honey? Is everything alright?" My mothers voice grew worried, I could imagine the frown on her face.

''No.. these girls..'' I cried out and ended up disconnecting the call. I couldn't say more to my mom, I can't let her worry about me anymore.

I ran into the stall and saw what looked like a paint stain on my backside. I knew it was Isabella that has been up to this. How the fuck did they get that in the first place?

Multiple attempts to make the stain  and my tears disappear I exited the bathroom, not succeeding. I head to the nurse's office when I bumped into someone, I looked up and I recognized the brown curls immediately.

''Mickey?" He paused. "Have you been crying?" Harry's eyebrows raised.

I shook my head and tried to move around him, I don't want him to get involved in my problems.

''No.Jjust leave me alone.'' I sniffled.

''No, Mickey. Tell me what's going on." Harry demanded, grabbing my elbow. Tears start to form in my eyes again, god why was I such a baby?

''These girls in my Science class.. they... I mean as you can see,'' I turned my body slightly for him to see the stain spreading all over the back of my leg, "They won't stop.''

''Have you told someone?" Harry whispered,

I nodded. "But nobody did anything about it."

"You have to tell your mom or someone."

''No, I can't... Just let it go please.'' I begged, my gaze focused on the ground. I need to hurry this conversation up, I didn't want Harry to be the next victim even though he seemed like he could stand up for himself.

''Hey! Look at little miss bloody pants.'' I heard someone yell down the hall, but I instantly knew who the voice was. I turn around to see Isabella and her group of friends walking towards me and Harry.

''Oh my god,'' I fought the urge to hide my face or even hide behind Harry.

''So Mickey, you're making a friends with the newbie? Um, sorry but I don't think you are his type.'' She snickered, looking around to see if any teachers are around. A frown took over my face and my eyes darted towards the ground.

''Well you are definitely not my type.'' Harry snapped, looking directly towards Isabella. I look back towards him and a small smile replaced my frown. ''And by the way, let me ask you a question. What good does picking on Mickey do? You barely even know her so I suggest you fuck off.'' Harry smirked, leaving Isabella with a horrified expression. I almost started clapping but I had to resist myself, Isabella deserved it.

''I..I-'' Isabella stuttered,

'Get lost.'' Harry said, I could tell he was angry with the way those girls were treating others, especially me.

Isabella and her group quickly sped past us, not looking back once. I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding, ''Thank you. Really.'' Nobody ever stood up for me, not even once. They all believed I deserved it, even though I was exactly like the rest of them. I was surprised when Harry took a step towards me and gave me a small kiss on the forehead before turning around and walking down the hallway, not even looking back once.