Locker 169- Larry- Teacher/Student- Mpreg

Chapter 4

Chapter 4:

Niall’s P.O.V:

I walk out of the janitor’s closet zipping up my pants. Face flushed, marked, and sore I turn and face Zayn.

“What does this mean now” I asked him not looking into his eyes without permission.

“This means nothing. You go back to your pathetic friend and I go back to being myself” Zayn said harshly starting to walk away.

I chase after and pull his arm.

“What do you fucking mean by ‘nothing’? I was a simple fuck for you to have when you were horny and then you just toss me aside” I asked.

“No you are my submissive” Zayn said yanking my chin so that I look at him directly in the eyes. “And whenever I need you, you will be there for me. Won’t you” he said.

At that point I don’t know what happens to me but I turn completely submissive at that point and I have no choice but to say, “Yes, Master”

Zayn walks away so he can go home.

I let out a breath and lean against the lockers, slowly crumbling.

I don’t know what happens to me when I see Zayn. But I can’t help but crack under his dominant stares and submit to whatever he commands.

He says I was born to submit myself and I never have believed that so more in my life then I have now.

Tears start streaming down my face because I can’t help but let myself get used. It is as if something else takes control of my body and I lose control. But whatever it is I can’t help but to love every second of it.

I get up and walk to my car and glance toward my side and see Zayn snogging Perrie and I can’t do anything but stare. I push myself into the car and start the engine. I want to hit Perrie with the car so bad but I have to keep my last shard of sanity. I am slowly going crazy and it is all because of Zayn.

Harry’s P.O.V

After I taped the second message to my wall I went on my computer to check Twitter. I usually use it to stalk famous people but I still like to check it.

“Faggy will never have love. No One Loves You Faggy! You should just kill yourself already. No one would miss you” - @zaynmalik

@zaynmalik “He don’t say that God loves everyone- wait God hates queers. You’re going to hell faggy.” -@liampayne

 

I closed my laptop as the tears started inching on my face. What did I ever do to hurt them? Just because I like different people doesn’t mean God hates me. It doesn’t mean anyone should hate me.

I went to my special drawer and pulled out my lighter. I have tried so hard not to do this anymore but it is becoming so hard.

I lit the lighter and skid it across my arm feeling the aching pain form the fire.

This is the only thing I am good at. This is my art that will remain undiscovered. I turned to look out the window only to see Mr. Tomlinson staring at me.

My eyes go wide and I quickly run to close the curtains. I hope will forget tomorrow what he just saw but I know that there is no chance in that.

The next day I woke up still feeling the pain from the burn and dread going to school this morning more than ever.

I walked to school as usual skipping breakfast. I don’t need any extra fat making people hate me even more than they already did.

I walk to my locker hoping that the little slip of happiness that I had been getting was there today. Just like always a pink slip of paper slips out.