Saving You.//n.h

21.

-Heather's P.O.V

"You can do it Heather." I mumbled looking in the mirror, I've repeated these five words in the past ten minutes as I stared in the mirror. It was already 7:00, and I was terrified to go to school. Those post on Facebook have really gotten to me, and I need to be strong. I let out a deep breath, before exiting the bathroom going into my bedroom. I grabbed my bag and phone, before I went down stairs.

"Mom?" I questioned, she looked at me with a surprised look.

"Oh um hi honey." She laughed nervously, I raised an eyebrow when suddenly a tall man that had only a towel wrapped around his lower waist, came walking into the kitchen. My eyes widened before I looked back at my mom, her face a bright red. What the hell? I shook my head mumbling a goodbye while I grabbed my keys off the table, leaving the house as I slammed the door behind me. Well, that was awkward.

I pulled into the school parking lot, my hands shaking like crazy as I shut the car off sitting in the seat for a moment. I could either sit in the car all day, and be a pussy or I could go out and face all of the hurtful comments. I would go with the first choice, but my mom will be frustrated if she gets another call from the school about me skipping. Just breathe, Heather. I grabbed my bag, holding it tightly in my hand as I grabbed my keys with the same hand, pushing the door open. I slowly stepped out, seeing most of the kids talking to all of there friends. I slammed my door, breathing heavy as my feet led me towards the large brick building.

I stared down at my feet as I walked past the students, hearing their voices die down. I quickly pulled the door open, stepping inside the warm building. Here it comes. I walked down the steps, when the hallways suddenly became full of whispers. Ignore it Heather, just ignore it. I continued walking until I heard the familiar heels come towards me, my heart beating faster.

"Look who it is, the queen of aids." I looked up at Macy seeing a smirk on her face as the halls errupted in laughter, making my hands tremble. Don't cry Heather, show them you're stronger than that. I didn't do anything, I just stared as they continued to laugh. I swallowed the lump in my throat while I heard the hurtful words around me, making it harder to breathe.

"Where's lover boy? Did you try giving him your disease? Or did he toss you like the rest?" The laughs became louder as the lump in my throat formed once again, a hand wrapped around my upper arm causing me to stumble slightly as I walked pass the laughing students. I looked up seeing the familiar brown haired boy, Dylan. He led me down the English hallway, slowing down as we got away from the students.

"Are you okay?" He asked, I didn't say anything. The sob that escaped my lips told him my answer, I was not okay. He pulled me into his chest, rubbing my back as he rested his chin on top of my head. And I promised myself I would be strong, I always break that one promise.

"Sh, Heather their just jealous." He whispered, I shook my head releasing from the hug as he stared at me with his large puppy brown eyes.

"Jealous of what? That I'm the queen aids?" A frown covered his face as he shook his head, rubbing my arms gently.

"Just ignore them, okay? You're not the queen of aids, thats what Macy is. I know you're not like that, and Niall. Niall won't hurt you, I know he won't. He's not going to throw you out, like the other girls." I was shocked, Dylan- the guys whos had a crush on me for god knows how long just told me that Niall wouldn't hurt me.

"Thank you Dylan." I whispered, my voice hoarse from crying. He nodded at me, smiling softly as the bell rang indicating it was time for first period. I sighed adjusting my bag as I said goodbye to Dylan, he walked the opposite direction as me. I walked into the classroom that I was currently two doors away from, seeing Mrs. Brown typing on her computer. I walked between the desks, making my way towards the back anear the window. Students filled the classroom one by one, giving me dirty looks. Great.

I fiddled with my fingers when I noticed Niall take a seat next to me, I knew he was still upset with me about last night. I understand, I told him I would stay by his side then I forced him to leave. But, does he even realize that I'm upset? Probably not.

"Okay class, quiet! I've heard some innapropriate rumors going around this morning about a certain student, that will not be going on in my class room. Do you understand?" Mrs. Brown questioned, there were mumbles of 'okays' until a certain student spoke up.

"Were just making sure everybody knows so they don't get aids or any kind of disease from her. I don't want that." The jock put his hands up in surrender as the class roared in laughter, besides Niall and I. This is awful.

"I'll take care of it." Niall whispered, placing his hand on my thigh rubbing it gently. I nodded, not bothering to say anything.

"Chad you go to the main office right now!" Mrs. Brown shouted, watching as Chad exited the class room. "Sorry class. Today we will be doing an essay, don't you dare start whining."

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"Okay, if you didn't finish the essay do it for homework please. Have a good weekend." I shoved the essay into my backpack while Niall stood up waiting for me. He laced our fingers together as we entered the hallway, where all the students started to whisper. Niall gave my hand a light squeeze before he pulled me closer.

"Hey Horan, how much did she pay you to have sex with her?" Chad shouted, the jocks laughed loudly until Niall released my hand storming towards Chad. He gripped the collar of his jacket, pushing him up against the locker, as Niall started whispering harshly to him. None of them smiled, or even laughed. They looked like they shit their pants.

"If I hear one more word about my girlfriend come out of any of your damn mouths, there will be concequences." Nobody said anything, the halls were dead silent. Most of the students were terrified of Niall, hell I am too. But that's when I realized Niall said girlfriend, he called me his girlfriend. It probably doesn't mean anything, he probably just wants them to back off from me. But the question kept running through my mind, what were Niall and I?

"Do you understand!" He shouted, everybody seemed to nod as their eyes widened in fear. Niall grabbed my hand once again, leading us down the silent hallways.

"What class do you have?" He asked calmly, taking a quick glance at me.

"I have a free period." I whispered, he sighed turning the corner gently pushing me against the locker.

"Heather, I promsie I will take care of this. You don't need to worry about them, okay? I'll take care of this baby." He whispered, leaning his forehead against mine. I nodded before he placed a kiss onto my lips, the familiar feeling of butterflies in my stomach.

"Come on, lets walk you to class." He wrapped an arm around my shoulder, a time like this is when I need a cigarette. God I sound so dumb.

"I'll be here to get you for third period, alright?" I nodded as he placed a kiss onto my forehead, walking towards his class. I felt like a baby, Niall has to fight my own battles for me and walk me to my own classes. I walked into Mrs. Hills room, towards the back. I'm in the mood to do nothing. As soon as I sat down, my phone buzz in my pocket. I looked at the screen seeing an unknown number, I knew exactly who it was. I read the message, feeling my heart drop.

'From: Unknown

Revenge is a bitch huh? Hope you like your car!

-Max, Clayton Macy xx'

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Okaayyy, poor Heather :(

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