Macy on the side
-Heather's P.O.V
The sound of my annoying alarm clock and shouts from down stairs woke me from my sleep. I sighed in annoyance hitting the snooze button. I sat up rubbing my eyes, trying to wake myself up a little more. I stood up walking towards the closet grabbing a pair of skinny jeans with a pink jumper that had 'Angel' written in glitter lettering, with my matching pink converse. I stepped inside my bathroom pulling off the pajama's and throwing them onto the floor, before putting on a clean bra and panties. After struggling to pull my pants up, I was dressed and ready for school. I brushed my teeth quickly while attempting to brush my hair, applying deodorant and spraying cotton candy scented perfume. I plugged in the straightener letting it warm up, using that time to pack my bag and apply make up.
I grabbed my bag and phone off the charger, pushing it into my pocket. I made my way down the stairs seeing Elizabeth, Maddie and my mom. "Morning Sissy!" Maddie shouted, I gave her a small smile ignoring my mothers presence. I loved my mom to death, but the shit she pulls every week where she leaves to visit my sister and doesn't talk to me, it gets old. I don't get attention at the house, it's just from Lola I get it from.
"Bye, be home after school." I spoke boredly, I grabbed my keys off of the hook seeing my moms mouth open as if she wanted to speak. I slammed the door before I could hear her, letting out a sigh unlocking the car when I heard a loud engine. I snapped my head in the direction it came from, seeing Niall parked in front of my house stepping out of the car. "What the hell," I muttered. He had a pair of Ray Bans covering his bright blue eyes, with a smirk on his face.
"Let me give you a lift to school," he spoke loudly, I though about it. It would save me gas money. I shoved the keys into my bag as I made my way to his car. "I like the outfit, Angel." He winked opening the door for me, I scoffed getting into the passenger seat before he closed the door behind me, making his way to the drivers seat afterwards.
We pulled into the school parking lot, as students stared in aw at Niall's car, and of course he was smirking. Yeah, he was definitely a popular. He shut off the car, pulling the keys out before stepping out. I opened the door slamming it behind me, turning around as I bumped into Niall. Shit.
"You can't get away that fast, Angel." He winked, wrapping his arm around my waist. No matter how much I hated this, I got a weird feeling in my stomach. Students stared in shock, since Niall Horan never walks around with a girl wrapped in his arms.
"Get your arm off me, Horan." I hissed, he placed a kiss onto my hair squeezing my hip informing me to shut up.
"No can do, just want everyone to stay away from what's mine. I'm very protective over you, princess." He spoke, a chill running down my spine. Bad and dangerous, were the only two things running to my mind. As soon as we stepped inside the school, that's when all the shocked looks came to life, the hallways turned into whispers as the jocks started to laugh. I put my head down feeling Niall pull me into his side keeping a tighter grip, I heard the familiar sound of the heels down the hall making my head snap up.
Macy Lynn. She is the whore of the school, legit. Her fake long blonde hair with her cake face, she looked awful. Along with her skanky outfits, that were too tight for her. She gave me a hard glare as she walked by me, giving Niall a wink. "Niall, baby, last night was amazing." She purred, stepping in front of Niall running her index finger down his chest. I looked at Niall seeing his eyes turn a darker shade of blue, full of lust. His eyes roamed her body biting his lip, what the hell? I scoffed quietly, stepping out of his grip storming down the hallway feeling ticked. Who does that? Oh just protecting what's mine, let me just go have sex with the school whore. I don't even know why I'm so angry, I'm not jealous- hell no.
"Heather!" I turned around seeing Lola send me her dimpled smile, I gave her a small wave, hiding my anger.
"Did you see Niall and Macy go into the janitors closet?" She asked, that's just what I wanted to know.
"Nope, I didn't." I spoke clearly pissed off, I took a glimpse at her seeing her smirking at me. "What?" I asked with an eyebrow raised as we walked into the science room.
"You Heather Foster, are jealous." She bumped shoulders with me, I let out a fake laugh as we sat down.
"Yeah right." The truth is I am jealous, I feel like a toy to him. That's all I am, nothing more. Nothing less. He just want's sex, I ignored the teachers voice focusing on my thoughts. Was I jealous? Obviously, you're crushing on the damn kid. Shut up you stupid conscious. I silently groaned to myself, feeling confused. First he marks me, makes me stay at his house, loans me his clothes, picks me up for school, decides to show the school that I'm 'his,' and then just leaves me to go have sex with Macy? Who does that?
I don't care what he does, it's his life. It's not like I'm his girlfriend- ew god no. Me and Niall Horan dating? Psh, that's quite the joke. Niall and I were opposites, he doesn't want a little girl like me that doesn't party, drink or smoke. Or that's addicted to sex, like him. I'm not like those other girls that dress in skanky outfits, I was just the boring Heather Foster that nobody liked. My phone buzzed in my pocket making me jump slightly, I pulled it from my pocket seeing an unknown number.
From: Unknown
Seems like your in deep thought, sweetheart. Niall Horan does like screwing over his girls, huh?
I scanned the whole outside of the school, seeing no one. Someone was watching me, and one thing came across my mind.
My life is about to change real fast.
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