What would I do with out you!<3

Chapter 7

Lily's POV- 

Wow, so far so good. I've made it okay so far. No run ins with her.....yet. 

I looked around at my usual busy lunch room. There were the jocks, the populars, the ones who were noticed for good things, the ones who were noticed for bad things and then there was my group the ones who weren't noticed at all. And if we were, we never wanted it. I looked over at  Kiera who was eating her usual lunch-nothing. She never liked school food, but as soon as she was at my house nothing could really stop her. Of course it didn't help we had a similar food taste so anything we had in the house we both liked. And then I saw Luna and her boyfriend Aaron. They were so cute together! I couldn't stop smiling when ever I saw her happy, she deserved it.  I was pulled out of my thoughts by a buzzing noise. I then relized it was my phone buzzing to tell me someone wanted my attention. I pulled it out and looked down at the screen.

Harold:

Hey:), how is school going so far??

LilyBug:

Fine. I'm at lunch right now, so I  mean nothing to serious other then some boring stuff. How is your day going??

Harold:

It's going fine. I had to meet up with managment. BORING!! And then went to eat with the lads.

I was about to answer him back when my phone was ripped out of my hands by none other then Talya.

"What do we have here? Does someone actually want to talk to a low life like you?" I was hurt but not to much by that comment, but I knew it was about to get worse when she looked at the phone and relized who I was texting.

"Are you really talking to THE Harry Styles? I can't believe that he would really talk to someone like you? Is that where you were the last couple of days? Huh, well the truth comes out." I was shaking by the time she finished, I knew that I would get so much worse then the usual 'punch, kick and ' leave her to cry' routine. No I would get hell. 

I felt a pair of handsgrab my arm and pick me up. It was Steven. I knew him by the way he would look sympathectily at me while they would hurt me. He was only there because Talya was his older sister. He walked me out of the lunch room and over behind the stairs. It all went down hill from there.

Harry's POV-

"It's been twenty minutes since she last replyed. What so you think could be going on?" I was seriouly freaking out. For what reason, I had none other then I truly cared for this beautiful girl I met on and elevator.

"She probably got caught up in a conversation and forgot to answer. That's all. Calm down before you do something stupid." That was the only advice Zayn could give me at the moment. The she got caught up in a conversation? I highly doubt it. Ifelt my phone buzz and looked to see what it was. It was Lily! She texted back, or so I thought. I opened the message only to see a bruised and beaten girl on the floor with a pool of blood around her. The messaged read:

LilyBug:

I wouldn't bother talking to her again. Seeing as of right now she can't even move. The is a piece of trash that doesn't deserve you or anybody for that matter.

Tata,

Talya

I was beyond pissed. How could someone hurt another person because she thinks so badly of her. All I know is that I need to get to her and fast. I don't care what it takes, I need to get to her.

"What's wrong?" I could just sense the concerned looks I was gettting from the entire group. I passed my phone around. Each of them having a very disgusted and hurt look on thier face.

"I need to get to her. Now." 

"Well we have the next few days off. Lets get packed.

Lily's POV:

I couldn't see. I couldn't move. I couldn't breathe. Why hadn't anybody found me yet? Why hadn't anybody seen me yet? It's been at least twenty minutes since I was pulled from the lunch room. Not even Kiera seemed to notice I had left and was no where to be seen. 

I heard foot steps. I couldn't talk, I couldn't move. They were coming close and fast.

"oh my gosh, are you okay?" I tried shaking my head. I think she saw by hearing the sound of her yelling for help. We were behind some of the main stairs and she could get attention fast. I heard teachers and other students looking and gasping. Was I really THAT bad looking? I couldn't tell. 

"Who are you?" It was a teacher by how old she sounded and the fact that of what I could see she looked to be holding a teachers planner. 

"I...I'm...." And that was it before I passed out from the pain and the feeling of giving up.