Bullied By Zayn Malik.

Chapter 2: It's All About The Money.

Louis couldn't talk. It seemed like Zayn sucked the life out of him whenever he threatened him. He stared into Zayn's cold, emotionless eyes. He could barley breath, and he was shaking like a leaf. "You know it's not polite not to say good morning back to someone." Zayn joked, giving him a puppy dog face.'Yeah, it's also not polite to shove someone up against the lockers.'Lou thought to himself, but couldn't get the nerve to say something out loud. He couldn't. His mind had gone blank, he was paralyzed in fear. He felt Zayn's grip getting tighter around his wrists, as he awaited an answer from him. "M-Morning Zayn.." Louis managed to stutter out. He felt Zayn's grip lighten up, but not let him go. "There, now was that so hard?" he joked again, chuckling this time. Louis said nothing.

"Now," started Zayn. "I have a bit of a problem. And I need your help to fix it." Louis again said nothing. Fear was in total control of him. All he could do is stare into Zayn's deep brown eyes, expecting them to turn a light blue, from being so icy cold. "I'm hungry, but I don't have any money." Zayn said, pressing on one of his wrists to make sure that he was listening. "That's where you come in', he said with a fake smile, and finally letting go of his wrists. Louis lowered them to his sides, but looked at them as they passed his face. Red marks in the shape of Zayn's hands were printed onto his skin. He looked back up at Zayn, to discover one of his arms was crossed over his chest, while the other arm was stretched out in front of him, his palm laid open. "Hand it over." he commanded, his voice now dead serious.

Louis didn't move. He just stared and shakily breathed. 'What would happen if he didn't give Zayn his money?' he thought. He didn't want to find out, but he just couldn't move. A sudden slam from the locker next to him snapped him back to reality. Zayn had punched his fist into the locker, beginning to grow impatient with the terrified boy. 

"I-I don't have any money Z-Zayn.." Louis lied through his teeth. Zayn just stared at him for a moment, causing Lou to hold his breath. He then let out a chuckle, before surprising Louis by slamming him up against the locker again. Only harder this time. "I suggest you don't lie to me Louis, or the next punch will make contact with that pretty little face of yours. And we don't want that, do we?" He gotten close to Louis's face. so close that Louis could feel his hot breath on his cheek. It tingled slightly. Zayn stood there, waiting for the boy to give him his money. But he just stood there. Frozen. He snorted, getting annoyed. "If the money is not in my hand by the time I get to 5, you're in deep shit." Zayn growled. "1...2..."

Louis thought about the money in his pocket. He wanted to give it to Zayn, to protect his face from his bone crushing punches. But if he gave him the money, he would have no lunch for today, and would starve until he got home, around 4. He had tutoring today, after school. "...5" he suddenly heard, and saw Zayn's fist coming at him. He snapped out of his ice faze, and ripped the money out of his pocket, and quickly covered his face. He waited, and waited, but Zayn's fist didn't collide with his cheek, nose, or eye. He slowly peaked out from his arms, and looked up at Zayn. he was just standing there, hands at his sides. he had a sly smile on his face, as he slipped the money out of Louis's trembling hands. "Thanks bud, I knew I could count on you." he said jokingly. "See you around, yeah?" with that he "playfully" shoved Lou into the locker again, then walked off. As soon as he was out of sight, Louis broke down.

The petrified boy covered his face, and slid down the lockers until he reached the floors. He was silently sobbing in his hands, he was so scared. A sudden hand on his shoulder made him jump. He looked up to discover a pair of green eyes staring back at him, filled with concern. It was his best friend Harry Styles. As soon as he realized who it was, he wrapped his trembling hands around the boy's waist, hiding his face in his shoulder. Harry wrapped his friend in a tight hug, rubbing his back. "Shh.. Easy Lou, it's okay. You're safe." They stayed like this for what seemed like forever. Finally, Louis's sobs turned into slight sniffles, even though his eyes were still briming with tears. Harry gently pulled away from their hug, and sat beside his friend, still having his arm snaked around his shoulder. "Was it Zayn again?" he softly asked, as if he would break Louis if he said it any louder. Lou nodded his head, stuttering. "H-He threatened to hurt me if I d-didn't give him my money.." This made Harry very upset, but yet, what could he do? He was also a victim of Zayn's harsh bullying. Him, Louis, and two other guys named Liam Payne and Niall Horan. For some reason Zayn has targeted us for the whole year, and that's pretty much how we became friends. It all started in september..