Give Me One Chance (Ziall/Larry)

Chapter 1

Just so you know I barely started my first fanfic this week so I don't know if I'm a decent writer or not. PLEASE DON'T JUDGE ME AND FEEDBACK IS APPRECIATED! :)

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~Niall's POV~

"GET YOUR ASS UP YOU WORTHLESS PIECE OF SHIT!" my step-dad, Steve, yelled from down the stairs. I groaned and yelled "I'm up!" but I doubt he heard it because it came out as more of a whimper. So I went into the bathroom and turned on the shower to let him know I was awake so he wouldn't be mad. I didn't need a new bruise to add to my collection.

My step-dad wasn't always like this. When my mum introduced me and Greg, my brother, to him, he was wonderful. Nice, Caring, Funny, and most importantly, he made my mum happy. But then It all changed on Christmas. Mum was driving home and a drunk driver crashed into her car. She never even made it to the hospital. My mother died on Christmas Day. Steve lost it for a bit. He went out for hours and always came home drunk. Usually Greg would handle him and make sure he didn't do anything too bad. Then Greg went back to Uni and left me here with Steve. He'd call maybe once a week to see if I was okay but that was it. He never even came home on his vacation days. Steve didn't hit me even when he was drunk but once he pushed me to the floor and kicked me in the stomach. I guess he liked it because that's when the beatings started. He had something to take out his anger to the world on. It hasn't ever been a year since Mum died. I don't think any of us knew how to cope. Greg left so he wouldn't have to face things. Steve chose to turn his grief to anger. And me. Well I tried my best to be positive. Being positive made me feel like I was making my mum proud for staying alive. But it's hard when there's not a day you don't get beaten. Whether it's Steve or Zayn Malik and his group, I always get beaten.

I got out of the shower and looked at myself in the mirror. I cringe. My body was cover in purple and Blueish bruises, all showing different stages of healing. I know which ones came from Steve and which ones came from Zayn and his friends. Zayn's aren't as big as Steve's. I think it's because we're always at school when he beats me up so he doesn't hit too hard.

I throw on a grey zip up hoodie with a white t shirt and black chinos with white Supras. I ruffle my hair up a bit and take a deep breath and go downstairs.

"HURRY THE FUCK UP YOU DUMB ASS! YOU'RE GOING TO BE LATE!" Steve yells. I grab my bag and rush to the door mumbling a 'bye' without bothering to get any breakfast. Not that there was any. Steve never made me food. I usually eat out. I can hear him swearing at me but i shut the door and start walking down the road. I keep walking until I see Louis, one of my only friends, sitting on the curb waiting for me.

"Louis!" I yell over at him. He turns around and grins at me He's a weird one. He wear black framed glasses and with a striped shirt and loose gray cardigan and brown pants. I know he could easily be popular but he hangs out with me. I don't understand it.

"Nialleeeeeeeeeeeeerr!!!" He screams running over to me. I can't help a small smile. Him and Abigail are that only ones who call me that. Abigail or 'Abby' is like the girl version of Louis. If he wasn't gay I think they would date. (A/N I'm using Ariana Grande with brown hair as Abby. Pic at side) Louis tackles me to the ground and starts laughing.

"Louis! Get off me!" I say giggling. 

I push him off and get up walking toward school. Louis and Abby know that Zayn his friends beat me up but the don't know about Steve. I don't want them to judge me and leave. They've tried to stand up for me but I always tell them to leave it alone and that I can handle it. I can handle it. It's nothing new.

"Where's Abby?" I ask him, trying to get away from my thoughts.

"Her mom's dropping her off today." Louis said with a frown. Abby's mom was homophobic but surprisingly Abby wasn't. She even went to gay parades for support. I think it was her way of  'rebelling' against her mom. Steve's homophobic as well. He doesn't know I'm gay and I don't want to tell him because I have a sinking feeling I know what would happen. Greg doesn't know either. It never came up on his 10 minute phone calls to me. I haven't come out at school either but I think people have already figured it out. They don't bother Louis though. I think it has something to do with one of Zayn's friends, Harry something. I forget. Or it could be the fact that they did try to beat him up once but he kneed them in their privates and walked away. I'd like to think it was the first one  just so I could say I was right.

We walk into school and I spot Abby standing by her locker going through some stuff.

Louis sneaks up behind her and yells,"ABS!!!" making her drop one of her books. I bend down to pick it up for her while she smacks Louis on the head with her binder. Someone kicks me from behind and i fall over on my face. I don't have to turn to know who it was. Zayn.

"Well if it isn't the Irish fag?" he sneers at me.

I sigh. I'm really not in the mood for this right now. 

"What do you want Zayn?" I ask, just wanting him to leave.

Apparently that was the wrong thing to do because one of his pals kicked me in the stomach and said, " Don't dirty his name with your fucking queer germs, you fag."

The bell rang and Zayn left me with a "We're not done with this, fag."

I got up and groaned at the numb pain in my stomach.

"You alright, mate?" Louis asked with a worried look on his face.

"Yea man. I'm fine." I mumbled.

"Let's get to class." Abby said closing her locker and looking me over once just to be sure I was okay.

 "Yea let's go." I say walking ahead to class. I could hear their footsteps behind me so I knew they were following me. 

Abby walked off to music. Louis and I had English for first class together. Zayn and Harry were also in the class as well.

I sigh. Well this should be fun.

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