You had just got back from one of the worst days ever at school. Turns out, you have EVERY one of your eight classes with the boys and Bailey. Of course, you sit with them too. First you sit with Zayn, then Harry, then Niall, then Bailey, then Liam, then Louis. At least you get to sit with Luke for two, you could've got with one of them twice. The whole day they took your notes just like Zayn did, hit the back of your head, broke your pencil, and they even spit on you. Those weren't even bad compared to most of the things they did. When you got in your room you threw your backpack across the room and sighed, putting your back against the door and sliding down to the floor. You brought your knees to your chest as you softly cried. You looked at your bruised wrists from where they had each held them so tight. It was just the first day and you couldn't take it anymore, you went and got a razor. When you went in your bathroom, you went to your cabinet and got on your tip toes to reach the top shelf, then pulled out a bowl full of razors and pills. As you held the sharp object to your wrist you were stopped by the bathroom door slinging open and a angry Luke stood in the door way. He walked over to you without saying anything and held out his hand. You dropped the razor on his hand, he grabbed the bowl of all your rasors and pills then went to his room. You laid in the cold bathroom floor, crying when your mom hollered, "Y/N! Get dressed! The Malik's are coming over!" And your heart dropped.
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Bullied Love
FanfictionY/N, the innocent girl who's protected by her twin brother, Luke. Zayn Malik, the leader of the popular group in school who does anything to make someone's feelings get hurt. In other words, the bully. What happens when they're forced to spend half...
