Behind the Glasses

Chapter One

Marcel's Point Of View:
I walked down the stairs of my old and barely pretty much falling apart town house to see my mum cooking pancakes like usual. i looked out the window to see that it was still dark outside, like usual since i had an early bus. I went behind her and gave her a quick kiss on the cheek. "Morning mum" i said in my thick british accent that only her and my two older brothers had heard before, Harry and Edward. "morning honey" she said and i just shook my head as i took an apple and sighed as i took a small bite from it.
"don't be scared" she told me as she looked at me with a faint smile on her face, even though i could tell she honestly didn't want me going to school either. i have been bullied every day since i was 10 years old. at first it was just some name calling and some shoving of papers and books out of my desk. but now it was full on abuse. i was kicked, shoved, punched, tripped, slapped, and everything else imaginable every single day. and the sad thing about it is, nobody ever seemed to notice or therefore care. and it really made me upset. if either of my brothers went to my school, they would beat the shit out of anybody who hurt or tried to hurt me.
but unfortunately they were both expelled in seventh grade for skipping so many classes and painting on the walls of the school, so they went to a different school.
my mum and i had talked to the principals and counselors and anybody we could at my school, but they weren't really a help at all. so we just kind of gave up and my mom would always be prepared when i came home with cuts, bruises, scars, or broken things. i had gotten a concussion at school twice and broke my nose and arm, that's how bad it was, and it still continued even now.
of course besides all the harassments and craziness that happened in my every day life, i am a normal teenage boy that liked to watch sports, liked girls, and everything else that any other twelfth grade boy would enjoy. except i liked some things more than others. for example; reading, writing, science, math, social studies, and just school in general. gym class wasn't really my forte and neither was walking around in the halls with the rest of my classmates.
i finished my apple as i said one last goodbye to my mother before slinging my bag over my shoulder. "seeya Marcel, get your bullies addresses" said Edward as he walked down the steps as i nodded and walked out of the door to my bus stop. thankfully there was no populars on my bus, but i still got made fun of.

edward was about the same size as me, tall and thin, but he had lots, probably hundreds of tattoos. he also had an eyebrow piercing, a lip piercing, and a nose piercing. only about two years ago he was a normal lookig boy, he looked like me, well when i was at home of course. but something truly terrible happened with his girlfriend at the moment and something inside him just snapped. ever since then, he has been going to parties every friday, saturday, and sometimes sunday night and gotten drunk, smoked, and done lots of dirty dirty things that i can't even imagine. he's a man whore, that's what he is. but he is also my brother and i need to respect him and his descions, no matter if i agree with them or if i don't.

harry was also about the same size as us, but thats because we were triplets. He had longer hair than Edward and i however, he even put it up in a little bun on the weekends when it was just us around, me and edward liked to tease him about that one. He had a few tattoos but not as much as Edward and he didn't have any piercings. I had a few tattoos, but that was a secret that would stay between my brothers and I for a while.

i waited at my bus stop for an extra five minutes before my bus finally showed up with the black numbers printed on both side, "91."
i slowly walked up to it and walked in as i sat in the middle of the bus since all the eleventh and tenth graders took up the front of the bus, but i was also terrified to sit in the back along with the rest of my grade.
as soon as i sat down all i felt were paper balls or airplanes or anything wrappers that they could find in the sides of their bags and they were all being thrown at me over and over again. i honestly do not know why i am treated like this everyday. even on the weekends and i just go out somewhere, i end up getting teased or hurt. i never did anything to any of the people that hurt me, so why do they?
finally we pulled up to our large school as i got the usual nervous butterflies.

If you think about it, it's unfair that i have to feel this way and be this incredibly nervous just going to my school. I have anxiety and asthma. I use my inhaler every day just from the nerves that my own school give me every day.

I got out of my bus as i walked inside and kept my head down, my eyes focusing on the shiny tile ground as i mentally counted how many steps i took on the way to my locker.
i got out my books for my classes that i had for the first half of the day as i then closed my locker.
i started walking to my homeroom class when a foot stuck out of nowhere and i fell right onto my face, my books scattering across the hallway as people stepped on my papers and homework and i sighed as i stood up and started collecting them.
right when i was finished i felt someone knock me into a locker as my binder fell and i slid down, dropping on my bum as i whimpered and looked up at who the person was that did that.
i saw one of the popular jocks, Louis Tomlinson standing over me with a scowl on his face and i looked down.
"you're such a gay little loser marcel, go to hell" he said and then kicked my between my legs as i cried out in pain and held my groin as i groaned.
"leave me alone" i spoke as i winced. seconds later i felt myself being rose by the collar of my shirt and i saw another jock, Zayn Malik holding me up against the locker as his side kick, Liam Payne stood behind him with his arms crossed.
"don't talk back" zayn said in my face through gritted teeth and he punched me in the face and i broke down into tears. i was never good with pain or fear even thought it was a daily thing for me nowadays.

"Come on guys leave marcel alone"  i heard a girl voice say in the background but they ignored her. "seriously!" said the voice a bit louder after another jock came up and slapped me in the face as he burst into laughter, thinking that what he did was funny and i looked at him. Niall Horan.

I shook my head as i took a breathe as i then kicked Zayn where Louis kicked me, causing him to drop me on my bum again as he fell over, groaning. "Come on" i heard the girl say as she grabbed my arm and pulled me up and i followed her while i limped and wiped my tears. 

Once we were alone i looked down at her and then backed away. "G-get away from me" i stuttered as i looked at the most popular, and most beautiful in my opinion, girl in schol and she held onto my arm. "Don't worry marcel i'm not going to hurt you..." she said to me. 

"I don't trust you" i said as she shook her head. "I know what you think of me marcel and just remember that i'm the only girl that hasn't said or done anything mean to you since you started getting bullied." she said as she eyed me. "You can trust me" she added

I tried to give her a smile but just as i did, two of her friends went by her side, Lauren and Ally and they giggled. "Destiny what are you doing?" laughed Lauren. "Talking to marcel?" smirked Ally. 

"U-uh no... i was just telling him that... his hair looked stupid today." she responded as i frowned. well that sure was a change in her mood. I thought she was gonna be nice and help me, but i guess that she changed her mind. "Oh yeah, it does" said Ally looking at me and i looked down slowly. 

"Bye!" giggled Lauren as she pulled ally away with her and Destiny looked at me. "I'm sorry Marcel, i didn't mean it" she said to me sighing and then she walked away as i slowly walked to 1st period.

HEYYY. So before any of you start hating me and telling me to kill myself, 1d and 5H are the sweetest people EVER and i'm just using their names, so put your pitchforks down. The 5sos boys will also be mentioned throughout the story so please do not be mad. Read my other stories please and follow me on twitter @ weheyharray!! Thanks:)