ONE THOUSAND ONE HUNDERED AND TWENTY-ONE WORDS.
Blues P.O.V
It was finally lunch and I was waiting outside Zayns art class, I contemplated just going by myself, but he would get upset with me so I chose not to, I was leaned against the door and spotted Zayn packing up his things, he smiled when he looked over and spotted me, he grabbed his books and waved kindly to his teacher, he walked out the door with me at his side, we talked about how our previous subjects were as we walked to his locker, he seemed happy with art, he talked so happily about it, once we made it to the doors of the cafeteria he looked at me and nodded, quietly saying he had my back, I sighed and walked in to find Harry sitting at his normal table with all his popular friends, not just guys, but girls too, I went over to where he was sitting and slammed my hand down, he and the rest of his table jumped, he turned to see me, a smirk on his lips.
"What the actual fuck is this bullshit Harry!? I didnt fucking sleep with you and the gained feelings?! What kind of drugs are you on?!" I yelled furious gaining the attention of nearly the whole damn school, Harry laughed and faced me, he was about to say something but was cut off.
"Awh! Harry look! Your cute wee whore came to see you! Poor wee things clearly in denial!" one of the blonde girls squeaked out, everyone laughed and I felt tears burn the back of my eyes. I'm stronger this, I swallowed the lump in my throat.
"Just tell them it's not true Harry," I stated with furrowed my brows getting more upset, he looked around before shrugging and standing from his seat, I felt a weight lifting off my shoulders thinking he was going to admit that it was bullshit, oh I was so wrong.
"Fine, its not true, she's not a whore, she was a virgin before I fucked her." he smirked, everyone began laughing and felt myself crawl back into my shell, I then felt a whoosh of air from behind me and saw Zayn walking over to Harry in big strides, but before he could reach him, I pulled him back, feeling tears brim my eyes.
"You know you better watch your scrawny little-"
"Stop Zayn, he's not worth it."
"This guys a dick Blue!"
I just shook my head looking down.
"Woah, woah, woah, the terrorist is defending the prude? What a mix-match!" I recognised the voice and saw Bryce sitting there, but what made my eyes widen was when I felt hands on my waist, and a mouth near my ear.
"I don't think you're a prude baby, want us to prove it to them?" they whispered in my ear, fear ran through me and I looked at Zayn who had his back facing me, my breathing was erratic and tears were flowing freely now.
"Z-Zayn." I managed to choke out, I gained his attention, Zayn clenched his fists at his sides when he saw who was behind me.
"Ricky you better get the fuck away from Blue or I swear to god I will beat the living shit out of you." Zayn boomed, gaining silence from everyone in the room, I was frozen, my chest was rising and falling harshly and everyone just snickered, black started to fill my vision when Ricky moved his hands up higher than my hips, I pushed away from him and ran as fast as I could, out the cafeteria doors and the main front doors with someone shouting after me, I turned the corner of the school building, slamming my own body into the brick wall and sliding down it, I saw a blurry figure, their lips moving but I could only hear a high pitch noise ringing through my ears, suddenly my hand was being pressed to fabric and my breathing was calming.
"..That's it Blue, focus on nothing but your breathing, inhale, exhale." I heard Zayns soothing voice next to my ear, he moved to in front of me and wiped my eyes and cheeks, I regained my vision to Zayn with a black eye and a cut lip, I gasped at the sight.
"H-Holy shit, Za-Zayn! What h-happened?!" I asked he smirked slightly showing me his knuckles, that were all red and slightly bloody, he wasn't bleeding so I assumed it was someone else's.
"Trust me, when I say I did way more to them, than what they did to me Blue, don't you worry, although someone may wanna call an ambulance for them." he stated, looking angry, I widened my eyes.
"Who did you beat up?"
"Bryce and Ricky, then a teacher came, so we should get out of here."
I nodded standing up and heading back to my house with Zayn following by my side.
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Me and Zayn were sitting in the lounge watching 'The Walking Dead Game' Zayn looks scared but excited while I'm hiding my face in a pillow with my eyes just peaking over the top, watching as the people cover themselves in zombie guts, I audibly gag and Zayn turns to look at me and laughs.
"It's just a game Blue," he explains to which I glare at him, jump and scream when a zombie jumps on the player 'Javi' Zayn starts laughing at me again, so I throw the pillow I was hiding my face in at him, just then my phone dings in my pocket so I take it out to find I have five new messages, one from my dad, and four from Harry.
Dad.
How is everything
going Blue? Is
Zayn looking after
you? I could be here
for longer than two
weeks. Work is really
backed up here.
Loves, Dad.xx
Blue.
Hi dad, Zayn is
making me watch
the walking dead
gameplay and
laughing at me when
I scream. Feeling the
love. That's fine, take
as long as you need
doing whatever your
doing, Love you too. x
I then check the messages from Harry, I furrow my brows at the messages.
Harry.
im sotty, Blir, im
such an asdhole.
Harry.
sorry*, not sotty
hahshs
Harry.
i don't know
wgere i am.
Harry.
i see ur place!!!!
Just as I'm about to reply I hear a knock on my door, Zayn doesn't notice so I get up and go check, I open the door to reveal a bloody, bruised and drunk Harry, I'm just about to ask what happened to him when he falls to the ground.
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he's not gonna die
I ain't about that life
woo I'm on a roll
!!!
-beck.
