Dear Diary [h.s. au]

Chapter Three.

(A/N: Ok, so now you know a bit of what's going on... I'm sorry if it's coming out a bit too dramatic or maybe disgusting but I have no idea how I should soften the story. I guess you'll just have to deal with it. Enjoy your reading and don't forget to read my note in the end .xx)

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As the teacher started giving us our first essays to present next week, everyone seemed to forget about me for a few minutes.

 “So, why did you move here?”

Should I tell him the real version or my version of the story?

My version. My version is better.

“My mum got a new job near here, so we had to move.”

“It must had been hard for you. Losing all your friends and stuff.”

I looked down. What friends? – “Yeah, a bit.” – I put a string of my hair behind my ear.

“What’s that?”

“What’s what?”

“That on your wrist. It looks like a scar.”

I rolled my sleeve down since it got up when I lifted my arm – “Oh I’m very clumsy.”

Zayn rolled his eyes – “I heard better excuses, Drea. Why do you… well, do that?”

I sighed, there was no way out of this – “It’s the only way I can ease the pain.”

“Causing more pain is the only way to ease it? It doesn’t make any sense.”

“For you maybe, but for me it does.”

He raised his hands as if he was surrending himself.

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Lunch time. Where the hell am I going to sit?

I spot an empty table at the back of the cafeteria. Cool, maybe no one will notice me.

I sat down and began to eat my lunch.

“Hey freak! How’s the pain?” – I looked up and a group of jocks were passing by.

He was talking to me.

“Are you gonna do it when you go home? Pfffft fucking weirdo.”

“Leave her alone, dude.” – Behind him was Zayn.

“Oh so now you’re defending the creep?”

“N-no I am just saying to leave her alone, she’s not worth our time.”

“Of course she isn’t. she’ll try to kill herself because of us.” – Everyone laughed.

“Come on, let’s leave the freak alone and get some food. I’m starving” – Zayn lead the group away from me.

I knew it was too good to be true.

That asshole told everyone about my… problem. And now they’re going to pick on me.

Fucking great.

  

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“Hey, Drea is your dad in jail? Is it why you cut yourself?” – Zayn and the others laughed as I walked through the halls to get to my locker.

Everyone was staring at me with disgust and sorrow.

“Nah, I bet her parents are separated. She’s just trying to get some attention.” – I heard someone say.

I clenched my fists and turned to face Zayn – “You fucking asshole! You only talked to me so you could find something to pick on me for the rest of the school year! Don’t you have anything better to do?”

He looked shocked – “As a matter of fact, no I don’t. Come on Drea, live a little.”

“Live a little?! You don’t know a damn thing about my life so don’t fucking talk about it like you’re some kind of an expert. Choose someone else to pick on, you moron.”

“You’re the new toy, Drea. I can’t pick anyone else, you’re too fun.”

I slapped him. And I felt tears streaming down my cheeks.

Great, now I was crying. I hate when this happens.

Everyone went quiet the second they heard the slap.

Zayn was pissed.

“You fucking bitch!” – He yelled.

Just when he was about to hit me someone got in between us – “Don’t you even dare hitting on a girl.”

I could barely see from all the tears that filled my eyes.

“And what’cha gonna do about it? Defend the freak?! She fucking slapped me!”

“I bet she had good reasons to.”

“Wanna get beaten up for her?”

“If it means I can break your nose as well, then yes.”– I see something hitting the ground next to me, maybe a backpack I don’t know.

I wiped away the tears and looked around. Everyone stopped what they were doing to watch the fight.

“Come on Zayn, break his baby face.”; “Yeah, he deserves it!” – I hear some voices say.

“You know what? I’m not wasting my time on a baby. I’m leaving” - Zayn grabbed his bag and left with the others.

“You better do before I break your fucking jaw.”

Everyone seemed to go back to their lives.

“That fucking coward. Hey are you okay?” – The boy who defended me was looking me straight in the eyes.

He had such beautiful ones.

Big green orbs were staring right at me with concern.

“I-I-I-I think so. Thank you.”

“Anytime. See you around.” – He waved and walked away.

Who was he?

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(A/N: Ahhhhhhhhhhhh don't you love drama ? Who do you think is the boy that defended her ? Please leave your opinion in the comment box below I'd love to hear your theories :) I know I haven't uploaded a cover for the book yet, but I am just waiting for the right time. You'll see ;) THANK YOU FOR 100 READS ON CHAPTER TWO I AM SO HAPPY YOU HAVE NO IDEA :D But my goal is still 10 votes or maybe if it's easier 100 reads. I love you all .xx)