Save Me (A 5sos Fanfic)~not continued

Chapter 1

Poppy's P.O.V

"EW!"

"BITCH!"

"SLUT!"

"YOUR SO UGLY!"

"FATTY!"

I kept walking with my head down, holding back the tears.

'Just get through today Poppy, it will be okay' I thought to myself.

I walked through the corridors, my Super-dry bag swinging behind me. It was a birthday present from my parents. I loved it.

'Just stay strong' I said in my head.

I stopped at my locker.

'No horrible notes today'

I took my books and closed the locker door just before my face was slammed against the lockers making a loud SMASH!

Without even looking I knew who it was. Stacey and Katrina had had it in for me ever since I got with her ex, Harry. I didn't know they were together before me and Harry until she started coming up to me, asking questions about how me and Harry's relationship was going. I was confused at first but then I realised that I was her punchbag. It had been going on for a year now so I was used to it.

I turned holding my face in pain.

"Where you off to bitch?" Stacey said with a smirk.

"To meet Olivia" I mumbled quietly, not making eye contact.

"Speak up you slut, I never know why Harry chose you over me. You're quiet! You're too ugly and you're fat. I bet you can't even see you're toes, and what even is that Tshirt?" She laughed. Katrina sniggered.

I didn't say anything.

Today I was wearing my black, skinny jeans with a Green Day t-shirt with a open shirt over the top with my white Converse. I had straightened my hair and it was up in a loose ponytail. I had a small amount of foundation on with a little eyeliner and mascara. I thought I looked okay. I guess not. I shouldn't try. I would get judged anyway.

SMACK!

Stacey had slapped me hard, making everyone look! Tears formed in my eyes.

"Go on bitch, no one here wants you, or needs you! I doubt Olivia does either"

I ran.

Everyone was staring.

I slipped into the toilets, checking the mark on my face, covering it up with foundation. It worked... I guess? I wiped away my tears and plastered a fake smile on my face and walked out.

Olivia was waiting for me with a smile. She gave me a warm hug. As soon as I pulled away, her face fell into a worried look. She knew something had happened. She knew me too well.

Olivia had been my best friend since I'd started school. She was amazing. She was so kind and was there for me always. She was so funny and she was the only person I could actually be myself around and she was beautiful! Too beautiful to be my friend. She had lost so many friends for me. I don't know what made her stay but I love her for that. I could trust her with everything and she knew about everything.

Today she was wearing her blue jeans with a plain white Converse jumper with her Air Force. She had curled her hair and it was down. I loved it. She didn't wear much make up, only a bit of mascara. She was naturally beautiful. I wish I was her.

"Poppy, what's happened? Tell me" Olivia said. She was worried.

"I hate life" I sighed, setting of for our first lesson which was art, me and Olivia's worst subject.