As I walked back over to where Louis sat with a curious look on his face, I couldn't help but still feel hurt by what Niall had said. I know that he probably only said that stuff because Zayn came over, but that wasn't an exscuse and it didn't make it hurt any less.
"What took you so long? What happend?" Louis asked, still looking up at me while picking grass out of the ground. I couldn't help but smile at my best friend, he looked like a six year old and it was really rather adorable.
"I was talking to someone." I shrugged my shoulders. I didn't want him too, but I knew that Louis was going to ask who.
"Really? Who?" He asked, suddenly more instrigued.
Told you.
"Uh, Niall, um, Horan. Hey what did you get for lunch?" I asked quickly, trying to unsuccessfully distract him from the first thing I said.
Louis gawked at me for a minute before talking. "What? Niall? Did you say Niall? You did say Niall! OMG!" He gushed.
I gave him a weird look for his excitement and also for actually saying OMG.
"Ya, it's really not that big of a deal." I sighed. "He's just a boy. And he was really rude when Zayn came over, so forget him." I muttered sadly, looking down a my lap.
"Oh I bet he was just trying to act cool," Louis waved his hand in the air to dismiss the idea, like it was rediculous that Niall could be rude. "What did he say?" He asked, coming closer to me.
I explained everything to Louis and it was quite funny to see his facial expressions change through out the story.
"And then he said that I was the one that talked to him, when clearly he talked to me first." I huffed and crossed my arms.
Before Louis could say anything else, the lunch bell rang and students were instintly surrounding us. Most ignored us, but a few arseholes said rude and dirogitroy things to Louis and I.
I tried my best to ignore them and make my way to my next class, but they still hurt.
I walked into the bathroom for a second to take a deep breath and not let the things that people say get to me.
Loser
Bitch
Slut
Nerd
And then the worst how could anyone like you. Your just an ugly loser.
I took another deep breath, swollowing my tears and made my way to my next class.
Biology.
With Niall.
Perfect.
Let's just hope that I don't have to talk to him, or at least that he isn't rude to me again, I don't think I could handle that from him right now.
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Finding Love
Fanfiction"Why can't you see that I love you?" I yelled. "Because I'm nothing, I'm a nobody, I'm a loser. And you can't love a loser." She cried. "You're right, I can't love a loser; it's a good thing then that I love you."
