Going to put songs I listened to because...why not.
The Fault In Our Stars-Troye Sivan
Intro-The xx
Stay With Me-You Me At six
What You Know-Two Door Cinema Club
Naive-The Kooks
Solider On-The Temper Trap
Big Jet Plane-Angus & Julia Stone
Sing-Ed Sheeran
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I wake in the middle of the night to my phone ringing. I look up to see I have three new messages. One from Zayn telling me goodnight, another from my mother congratulating me and the last from an unknown number.
You're such a loser. All your friends don't even like you. Just because you got accepted to the X Factor doesn't mean you're good. They probably saw right through you and felt sorry for you. I hope you know how worthless you are. You should just kill yourself.
-B
I look at the screen tryingto figure out why someone wouldn't like me so much ro send me hate. I choose to ignore it and go back to sleep, because it is two in the morning. I lay my head back down and close my eyes with only happy thoughts in mind.
***
"Harry? Its happening again." I whisper during second period.
"Whats that?" He asks.
"The messages. Whoever it is, is sending them again. I got one last night and I think they're stalking me or something." I reply in a whisper.
"Why do you say that?" He furrows his brow.
"First off, they knew I had sex with Zayn. Second they told me shit about the X Factor." I whisper.
"That's weird, maybe you should go to the police?" He asks.
"I don't know, I don't even know who it is. Would it matter anyway?" I ask with curiousity.
"I don't know. Have youtold anyone else?" He asks.
"No, I haven't." I look down.
"How about telling your aunt first." He suggests.
"Okay, that sounds like a good plan." I reply. I go back to listening to my teacher talk about our final.
The teacher goes on and on. I can barely hear him speak over the hammering of my heart. Who on earth would hate me so much? I haven't done anything terrible to anyone. Well Rachelle hates me, but she's hated me since I got here. To be honest she hasn't spoken to me in a month anyway. I can't think of anyone, maybe I accidently did something to someone. I think a bit more and am brought out of my thoughts by the bell. I gather my things strewn across my desk.
I look up to see the room cleared. I need to think so I find my headphones and put them into my ears. I open up an app and play it on shuffle. A sweet slow song comes on as I walk out and through the hallway to music class. The slow rythem and even voice relaxes me. When I arrive to class I see that our teacher has yet to show up. Harry, Niall, Louis and Liam sit to the side playing a game of cards. I look to the board usually filled with music notes, it has a message.
Dear class,
I will be gone the next couple of days, consider this an early vacation. Have fun.
YOU ARE READING
Good Girl, Bad Boy
Fanfiction"And like that with no questions asked, we danced to the ginger haired gods voice and didn't look back. All we needed in that moment was each other."
