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The high schoool bully//Zach

Warning!! There is mentions of suicide, funerals, rape and self harm so if that will upset or impact you in any way, please skip this chapter, and always feel free to message me, I'm always there if you need someone to talk to xx

You walk into school, trying to keep on the complete down low. If anyone recognised you, you'd have Zach Herron, pushing and abusing you, along with his little group of asshole friends. Zach Herron, was your high school bully.
You hear the loud cheers and sounds of boys being dickheads. That meant that Zach had just arrived at school, and everyone has to be show ponies in front of him, to get his nod of approval. You watch as his -no matter how much you hated to admit it- beautiful face walks down the hall. His knee weakening laugh erupts through the hall, as he begins to look around. Quickly you duck behind some tall person, watching Zach with intrigued eyes. He scopes out the area and shrugs. Just before he walks off, you hear him say.
"Little girlie decided against coming today." You shudder, and turn away from the people, so they couldn't be able to identify you. You think he's gone, and go to continue walking down the hall, when you feel strong arms pick you up from behind, and the same similar scent of Zachs cologne wraps you in an uneasy hug.
"Or didn't she?" He whispers, sounding even more evil than any villain you had ever heard.
You kick and scream, trying to get away from the handsome monster behind you, not wanting to get caught in yet another issue with the principle. A few people watch, others record and many back away, also not wanting to get involved. Yet no one helps you.

One of Zachs companions puts something around your mouth to gag you, while another ties your hands together. Still you try and kick and get away from Zach, but it seems that isn't going to happen. The same guy who gagged your mouth, put his hand to your neck, and pushed against a certain part of it, almost like a button. A button that caused you to pass out.

All the while you were fainted, Zach had put you in his car, and was now driving back to his family home, where his younger sister and brother would be at school and his parents would be off at work. Once he had arrived, he had picked you up and taken you inside. He had put you in his bedroom, and untied your hands and the gag from around your mouth. He had then left the room, figuring it'd be easier if you had awoken without him in the room. He went downstairs, where he had cooked you and him something to eat for lunch.

He may of have been your high school bully, but he loved you. He didn't want to be an asshole to you, he rather cared about you and felt sorry for you, he was just scared of being neglected. Regardless, he was still an asshole to you.

Zach had told his friends he wanted to kidnap you, and his friends were confused. So he told them he was gonna "get lucky"and they agreed to help him. In reality, he wanted to apologise to you.

You had woken up and no matter how much you wanted to scream and cry, you didn't. You looked around the unfamiliar bedroom and soon realised it was Zachs bedroom. You had looked around, surprised by how family orientated he was, since he was such an asshole at school. On his walls were band posters and pictures of half naked women. You felt uncomfortable by this though, and pulls them down, seeing younger Zachs drawings and pictures. It seemed he used the posters to cover these. To put up a barrier. You walked around some more, but then you accidentally knock a textbook off of his deck. This made him yell out to you.
"Y/N! ARE YOU AWAKE?" He yelled, from somewhere downstairs. You had gulped and didn't reply back. He had noticed they silence though, and ran upstairs. You looked around the room, for somewhere to hide. Sadly, it was too late, as he had already opened the door.
"I thought I heard you. Um would you maybe like to come downstairs and eat something? You've been out cold for a few hours now." You shook your head and glared at him. He sighed and put his hands up in surrender. He looks at you.
"Y/n, I'm not gonna hurt you, that's why I took you today.. I uh, wanted to apologise without anyone here." He says softly to you, clearly trying to make you feel safe.
You sighed and walked past him, down the stairs and to where you could smell food. There on the dining room table, was pancakes and a bowl of cut fruit. You sat down, feeling your stomach growl and you ate. He sat across from you and ate too, being careful around you.