Bullied by the Boys (26MGMT) Fanfiction

Fifteen

Hazels POV

My stomach twisted. Oh my god. He's coming over tomorrow. I want to kill myself right now.

I look out the side window and see Hayes Grier and Nick my own brother hanging out. I actually do remember my mom saying they've been good friends lately.

To get my mind off of things I just went upstairs and started making Vines and a YouTube video. I now have 4.2 million followers on Vine. Make that 4.3 because I just refreshed. Yes. I'm still gaining loads of followers. I have 2.7 on Instagram. And about 1.1 on Twitter.

*next day*

I try not to see Nash throughout the day. Well that didn't work considering he sits next to me in almost every class we're in together.

"Are you serious" he says during our class.

"What" I say

"Why would you have me come to your freaking circus top of a house?" he said.

"Listen ass, your own mother invited you over to MY house. My mom just agreed to have you come." I said.

"Whatever."

"I promise to stay in my room if you sit in my garage and not trash it" I said.

The bell rings and I walk out to my locker.

My head is pounding because I just got smashed against the locker.

Yeah...Nash keeps pounding me against it.

"Listen bitch, you ARE NOT ruining my Friday night" Nash said.

I spit in his face and he let me go. I ran down the hall and went into the girls bathroom.

Where is my makeup bag? Oh here it is. Lipstick, mascara, foundation, nope, I don't need those items right now, oh here it is. The golden pain killer!

"This one is for being worthless. This one is for being a waste if space." I said as I cut threw the layers if skin.

This time I was prepared and brought some gauze to wrap around my arm. I put a hoodie on all day so nobody would see anything.

The day went by pretty fast, and normally teens like us really want Fridays to go fast but me, no I wanted this Friday to last an eternity. Anything to get me some time away until Mr. Grier comes over. Ugh.

When I got home my brother little brother had already left for his tournament. My mom was still at work but she'd be home soon.

Finally she's home and now I'm trying to prepare for this horrible night. Maybe he won't even come. I hope not.

The doorbell rings and I stay in my room. Oh lord holy frickle frackle. He's here.

"Hazel please come down!" my mother shouts.

"Why"

"Honey please don't act that way. Just come down." she hollers.

Sometimes when I'm bored I just put makeup on or do really fancy stuff. After I finish it I take it off. Don't ask me why. I have nothing better to do. Well I had some makeup on and I forgot to take it off.

I had black high waisted jeans on, an arctic monkey sweatshirt, and a beanie on. I walked down stairs and Nash just stood there and stared at me.

Ok so how long after my mom and his mom are gone is he gonna beat me up. I give an "ohhhhhkayyyyy" kind of smile and pass him and stand by my mom.

"We'll be back tomorrow around 6pm. You can go out to eat or go to the movies (as if if ever want to go to the movies with him) or just hang somewhere else." My mother said.

"Um ok" I said and Nash nodded.

As soon as they left, I almost wanted to A. throw up B.faint; or C. stab him with a plastic fork because he was still in my presence.