Bullied by his Bandmate ( Zayn Malik fan fic)

Chapter 9 And It Gets Worse

I woke up getting kicked.

What a wonderful way to wake up to. 

I moved the covers from over me to be met with Harry's emerald eyes. 

"Do you need anything?" I asked Harry, my voice raspy.

"You have a letter from mum and get up and move your useless peice of trash from here." Harry said. There was a bit of sorry showing in Harry's eyes.

I sat up.

"Harry can I ask you something?" I asked.

"Yes bitch." He said.

"Why are you doing this?" I asked, my voice cracking.

I swear I could see Harry's brotherly side in his eyes, but it lasted for only a second.

"Because ugly bitches don't deserve love." Harry said, his voice filled with hatred.

He walked out.

I nodded. True.  Ugly bitches don't deserve love.

The envelope was on the nightstand.

I opened the envelope.

HEYYYY Nicholasss!!!

Guess what I did???? I bought you a ticket to LA! 

Well as a sorry present. I won't be home for 4 more monthes. I'm sorry

Love Mom XX

A ticket fell out of the envelope. The flight is in 2 days. Uggh!! I needed this break! 

I can stay in LA for a week.  We have a beach house in LA so I can stay there.

"Thanks Mom." I whispered and got up.

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I had the usual day at school. Getting beaten up in lunch and after school.

Is it bad if I say I don't feel pain anymore? Like I do feel the pain, but it doesn't bother me.

 I walked home because my car was trashed by none other than Harry.

Why did he have to do this?

 I don't care about what he does or how he treats me, I still love him, and I still will no matter what.

"Back home bitch?" Harry smirked looking at me as I entered the living room.

I ignored him.

"Where are the boys?" I asked.

He ignored me.

I sighed.

I started making my way upstairs.

"Oi where do you think you're going? You're not allowed to do anything without me saying it. " Harry's voice filled the room.

"Can I go upstairs?" I asked, not liking this Harry. 

"Yes you can." He smirked, liking his new power.

I started walking upstairs.

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Actually I take back what I said.

Last night I didn't cone out of my room. And that's what I regret right now. 

I had fallen asleep last night while packing so I fell into the suitcase.

I woke up 10 minutes later in the dark and a sound of a zipper.

I tried moving but then I was in an enclosed place. 

I must have been shut into the suitcase. 

I have a really bad case of claustrophobia and it kinda amazed me on how I didn't fait yet. 

Suddenly I felt the suitcase moving. 

I then got the feeling of being thrown.

Suddenly I felt bumps, like I was falling down the stairs. 

And that's really what happened.

I blacked out after that.

And i woke up a few minutes ago.

I was lying on the botton of the staircase, bruises all over my body.

There was a post it taped on my forehead.

So you like your other early birthday present? I hope you do.. There's more.

-Harry

If that was one of my birthday presents, then I am radically fucked.