Not the bad boi we thought

Six

"Liam" Niall sniffles into the phone, head on his knees as he sits on the bathroom floor.

"Ni, are you ok?" Liam asks, before shutting his locker quietly so he doesn't miss anything that Niall says.

"I... can you come t-to the t-toilets?" Niall sniffles, wiping his wet cheek.

"Sure, I'll be there right away Niall, don't do anything" Liam sighs, hanging up quickly. He quickly kisses Emily before saying he needs to go see Niall. Luckily it is change over right now and both of the boys have a ten minute break to change their books.

"Niall?" Liam calls out as he walks into the only bathroom Niall would use.

Niall would only use this one because it was always empty. The walls are plain and their were no locks on the stalls so kids avoided it. Plus there is only one mirror which is cracked down the middle.

"Oh Niall" Liam sighs as he kneels down next to his sniffling friend, who has his arms over his head as he crys into his knees. "What's wrong?"

"The-y dropped.... Paul d-drop something on me!" Niall crys harder, curling up further into himself.

"Niall," Liam sighed, wrapping his arms around Niall to try and comfort him. "What did he drop on you?"

Liam is confused on what they dropped on him to get Niall this worked up about it. Niall isn't this hectic much, but when he is it is because of Paul and his 'gang' have done something really bad.

"Th--they dropped paint o-on me," Niall began to calm down slightly as he wraps his own pale arms around his best mate, "but I don't think it w-was paint."

"What do you mean Niall?" Liam pulls back to look at Niall, but by doing this he answered his own question.
"Hair dye?!"

Niall nodded, moving his arms to rub at his nose with the sleeve of his hoodie, a hoodie he placed on himself after the accident since his white tee-shirt is now half purple.

"B-but it was like p-power stuff that once you add water i-it stays in your hair." Niall looks at Liam, who still sat in front of him. "It's also ruined my top." Niall cracked a small smile as he stood up, Liam following, undoing his hoodie to reveal the wash looking top that was a darker purple on top and getting lighter towards the bottom before going white. "I made the mistake to try and wash it out instead of brushing it."

Niall was to busy telling Liam what happened, Liam to busy listening, to notice that someone had walked into the bathroom and gone in one of the stalls.

"How long will it last?" Liam asks Niall, "do you know?"

"N-not long, I've l-looked at them before" Niall only sniffles slightly. "You know, for the blonde."

"Well that's good." Liam smiled at his shorter friend.

"But..." Niall starts.

Oh no, Liam thinks.

"You can't dye over it, it will kill your hair." He looks down to the ground before asking "what should I do?"

"What can you do?" Liam replied, shrugging. It was a well known fact that Liam wasn't good when it came to hair, explaining way he always changes it.

"Do you have a beanie or something I can use?" Niall asks Liam, hope in his eyes.

"When the hell do I ever wear a beanie?" Liam rolls his eyes, pulling out his phone. "Harry or Louis might tho..."

No longer than two minutes and Niall was stood panicking with Harry, Louis and Liam all stood around him.

"I'm sorry, Niall, but I took it home over the holidays and I didn't bring it today since its warm." Harry apologises to Niall, taking Lou's hand in his.

Louis looks at Harry before turning back to Niall. "It doesn't look that bad."

"No, you're right." Niall sighs, turning around and looking in the cracked mirror, running a had through his hair now purple hair. "It looks hideous."

"It looks cute." An unknown voice says from behind the four best mates, making them all jump and turn to see who is there with them.

"Personally I don't want you to wear this," he smirks slightly, swinging his bag off his shoulder and fishing in it, "But here."

Niall slowly reaches out and took the black beanie from the boi, looking at him weirdly.

He smiled before walking out.

"Was that..." Louis began, all the boys eyes on the black haired boi as he left.

"Zayn, yes." Niall smiles slightly, pulling the beanie on over his head.

I knew he wasn't bad.

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