Our Baddie, Nerd, Jock, Junior and Bookworm (Zianourry)(Slow Updates)

Or Not...

Louis' PoV

I sat up quickly, holding my head. The nightmare is back. I can't save them. I can't save my friends. My true friends. I thought, my eyes tearing up again. I whimpered as my tears fall. "Why did we break." I whispered, sighing heavily. I grabbed my towel and walked into the bathroom, setting the water into warm. I sighed softly as the water soothe me.

After the shower...

I searched through my cupboard for some kind of clothing. I pull out a white and blue striped shirt, which cling to my body. I put it on and found a pair of blue trousers. I fixed my hair using my hands and grabbed my bag, phone, earphones and my little necklace with my initials embedded with crystals. I grabbed my sport jacket and wore it, before going downstairs. I greeted mother and father, who are having breakfast.

"Good morning Boo Bear. Going to school already?" Mother asked, making me smile. "Of course, Mother. Where else am I going to go?" I said, biting into the buttered toast. She chuckled, before nodding. "Alright, give your mother a kiss then you can head off." She said, making me grin and kissed her on the cheek. Father just smiled softly. I kissed his hand and walked out of the two storey house. I walked for about twenty minutes to school, texting and tweeting the whole way. As soon as I entered, I saw Zayn talking with Perrie. I walked over to my locker and kept my notebooks and other things in, before taking out my journal.

I closed the locker shut before bumping into Zayn. "Watch it, Malik." I growled, but I mentally cringed when I said that. "You watch it, Tomlinson." He said, but his eyes looked sad when he said that. Is Zayn hurt? I thought, but glared at him. "Whatever." I said, walking off. I sighed as I walked past my 'friends'. They were bullying Liam again. "Hey guys. What are you doing? Mr. Thier is right around the corner." I said, making their eyes widened and ran off.

I fakely glared at Liam. "You're lucky, Payne. Next time, not so much." I growled, making Liam, so was already in pain, nod. I walked off, but my heart pained when I looked at Liam bruised and bleeding. I walked into Science and sat next to the windows. I doodled in my journal as Mr. John was absent and the substitute teacher was busy with a problem back home.

My class was practically talking, texting and chatting with one another. I looked up when the sound of the door opened. There, stood Niall sweating and panting. "Sorry I'm... Oh yeah, no teachers. Yay." He mumbled, but because I was sitting at the window near the door, I heard him.

He went to sit with his friends, not looking at me once. I grinned mockingly at him as my mental state was stuck in a cringe position. He glared at me, before turning to talk to his friends. I turn back to my doodles and wrote five first letters with hearts in the place of the dots.

L♥L♥Z♥H♥N

I sighed heavily when I recalled the incident. That is my number one regret. I can't take back my words. I can't have my old friends back. I want my old friends back. I need my old friends back. I thought, my tears coming back. I sobbed quietly, wiping them away. I really hope nobody heard that. I hope nobody saw me crying.

Niall's PoV

I woke up today to mum's yelling. Apparently, Greg had come home with a girl. Again. "Greg! You brought another girl?! I can't believe you! You promised me you wouldn't!" I heard mum again, but I ingnored Greg's response and went into my bathroom, taking a bath.

After the quick but pleasant bath...

I wore a blue button up shirt with my black trousers and my glasses. I grabbed my bag, phone, earphones and my blue pair of Adidas sneakers. I went downstairs, greeting Greg who was walking to his room with a frown. "Hey lil' bro." He smiled briefly at me, before entering his room. Mum handed me a plate of pancakes and the syrup bottle. "So, please be nice at school, Nialler. I don't want what happened last weak happen again." Mum said, as she washed the dishes.

Last weak, Zayn, Harry, Louis, Liam and I got into this big fight. Not with each other, not this time. We were in a fight with each others group. I was bullied by Zayn's, Zayn was bullied by Louis', Louis was bullied by Harry's, Harry was bullied by Liam's and Liam was bullied by mine. We all knew this because all five of us bumped into eachother before going home that Friday.

Zayn had a black eye, bloodied lip, broken nose and a sprained ankle. Harry had his lends broke, his eye was black, he had a big bruise on his arm and a sprained wrist. Louis had a broken nose, a bloody lip and a bruise on his stomach. Liam had sprained his ankle, a bruised eye and a bloodied lip. I had a sprained ankle, a broken nose and cracked a rib.

We had agreed to not tell the school about this and had helped eachother with the bloodied lip and broken noses, but the sprained ankle and wrist had to be checked by the doctors and nurses. Louis was in the nicest shape out of all of us, so he helped take us to our homes using his car. That means each of us owns something to each other. I own Louis, Louis owns Zayn, Zayn owns me, Liam owns Harry and Harry owns Liam. Oh gosh, not that own, I mean as a 'IOU' type of thing.

I finished my breakfast and walked to school, listening to Spotify for some songs as I walked. It took ten minutes to school, making me walk slowly. But as soon as I arrived, I realized that was a bad idea. I glanced at my watch and gaped. It was 7:30 a.m and class had started 30 minutes ago. I smacked my forehead and ran off to class.

Because I was too busy thinking about the punishment, I didn't realize there was going to be people in front of me. I crashed into someone, making the two of us fall to the ground. "Get off, Horan." The boy said, pushing me off. "Nice to see you too, Styles." I said, while the boy ingnored me and patted the ground for his glasses. I picked sit up and gave it to him, earning a nod from the boy.

I noticed something though. His skin is grey, pale without colour. It's like he hasn't been sleeping. The bags under his eyes are darker than usual. I mean, usual as in the exam weeks. During those times, Harry's eyes will have bags, but not as dark as these. These are like, super dark. He walked off to the Library while I continued towards Science.

After the part with Louis...

I casually started writing some random letters, until soon it formed five initials. The most missed ones in my life.

L.T, L.P, Z.M, H.S, N.H

13/11/17- Or maybe not... ^~^