Love Is A Colour - Ziall Horlik AU

*Chapter One*

Hey guys, 

New book!! argh I don't even know what I'm going to do with this story, I only decided to start it like half an hour ago :/ 

Buuuuut , hopefully it will turn out alright, so stick with me, you might like it.

So this chapter is probably going to be a bit short because it's just the first one and not much is going to happen but I will try and update the next chapter as soon as I can! I hope you guys enjoy this ~Katie

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*Niall's POV*

"What's up Faggie? "  I immediately knew the comment was directed towards me and froze in my spot, sighing. I knew that running away from them would only cause me more harm, I'd learned this the hard way.

"How was your weekend Fag? Have a nice time drawing unicorns and fairies in your little notebook?" I could hear people around me snigger,  just laughing because of the fact that they were laughing at me. I could see multiple pairs of feet approaching me now, more than likely John and his gang. They were the ones that gave me most of my beatings, along with other random people who just felt like beating me up. I was sort of the school punching bag you could say.

"You not gonna answer me Faggie?"  John grabbed me roughly by the collar and lifted me up before shoving me against one of the lockers. I winced and kept my eyes glued to my feet, not wanting to look up and see the many people laughing at my expense. 

"Dont ignore me you little shit!" When I didn't answer once again I received a punch to the gut , which made me double over in pain.  A foot then came flying into my side, knocking me down. I curled up into a ball, covering my head with my hands. Fist after fist flew at me, most likely leaving bruises all over my already black and blue torso, kicks being thrown in every now and then. They were saying things but I blocked them out, not needing to hear what they were saying, I already knew I was worthless and ugly, I knew I was a fag, and I knew I deserved this.

The bell rang and the halls started to clear, the people who were once surrounding me now gone scurrying off, not wanting to get in trouble. I picked myself up off the cold tiled floor and made my way to the bathroom, inspecting my injuries. I made sure all of the stalls were free before I walkedup to the mirror and pulling my shirt up, wincing as I saw the many new bruises, along with all of my old ones. Each bruise was a different colour, all at a different stage of healing.   

I picked my bag back up and headed out the door, not wanting to be any later for my first class, which was Maths. My maths teacher hated me, hell all of the teachers hate me, except for Ms. Freda. But Mr. Gordon , my maths teacher, hates me with a burning passion. I think it's becaus eI don't do very well in maths, that or he's just a judging dickhead like the rest of the people in here.

I opened the door to my classroom and walked over to my seat, which was at the very back in the left corner, away from everyone else. I set down my bag beside my desk and got as comfortable as I could in these old wooden chairs.

"Mr Horan, late again, care to explain why?" Mr Gordon asked, peering down at me over the thick rims of his glasses. 

"I uh.... I had to use the bathroom sir." I quickly lied,staring down at my hands folded over my lap.

"Well next time you need to urinate Mr Horan, try and wait till the end of my class." The old man said bitterly, glaring down at me, his beedy little eyes burning holes through my head. 

I mumbled a quick 'Yes Sir' back to him and got on withthe work he had set out for us. I sighed, this was going to be a long day, and the week's just started.

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Bleh that was so short, I'm sorry, but I'm really tired and I just want to sleep and urgh

The next chapter will hopefully be better, It will probably be Zayn's POV

So yeah,

I hope you all enjoyed that and I will have the next chapter up some time soon!

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