Bullied and Loved by you...(One Direction Fan-Fic)

1 Finally a Graduate

       CHAPTER ONE

    My name is Alison Smith, I'm a straight A student, I play football(soccer), I'm in track, and I come from a wealthy family. I am 5 foot 4, I have blue eyes, and brown straight hair that goes down to my mid-back. Sounds like a good life only child, rich dad, good grades, athletic right? Wrong.My mum died when I was 12 so we moved from Texas to England, my older brother died while over seas serving in the military when I was 13 (He still lived in Texas so he served for the U.S. military.) ,and I'm bullied by the 5 hottest guys in our school. Why? I have no clue. Louis is two grades above me, Niall Zayn and Liam are one grade above me, and Harry is in the same grade.

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"Ali do you want me to drive you or do you want to walk?" My dad asked as I came downstairs. I looked out the window and saw the boys across the street staring into the house. Stalkers much?

"Can you drive me today?"

"No problem sweet heart." He said in his daddy voice, I smiled at this he normally does it when I'm sick or sad but every now and the it slips. I grabbed an apple and took a bite as I did so The juice covered my tongue and I loved it. "Come on now honey time to go." I followed my dad out and saw the boys frown and start walking to school, I smirked at this 'Serves ya'll right.'

About 10 minutes latter we got to school and I saw the boys running up the side walk. Shoot. I quickly gave my dad a kiss said goodbye and sprinted inside before they could get me. I had first period with Harry of them, joy of joys.*Note sarcasm* I got in class and sat front middle my seat in every class. Harry had one class with me(other than this one) and since we are in varsity choir with his other friends I have it with well all of them. I saw Harry walk in out of the corner of my he walked past me knocked my books to the floor and called me a 'slut bag' so I could only hear it. I picked my books up just in time for Mr. Cochran to come in.

"Alright turn to page one-hundred read everything from that page to one ten and answer the questions throughout out the chapter. You may start and this is due at the end of class." He said taking his seat at his desk. I sighed but did what he said.

**30 minutes later**

I was done with my work and I got up to turn it in. When I was walking back I saw Harry smiling at his crotch. Texting...I sat back in my seat and read for the remainder of class.

**Last Class of the Day**

Choir. I love to sing but I hate the people in my class. When I walked into the room I saw the boys in their normal spots but turns out I was later than usual and there was only one seat left next to Harry. I sat down and ignored them as best that I could.

"Hey whore hows you business doing? I can't imagine well." Louis breathed in my ear. Apparently the others heard and thought it was funny. This is my daily treatment and sometimes it is worse like notes attached to my locker, my bag, me. On the way home that's when its bad I can handle the name calling but the beatings are horrid.

"Na she just hate the fact we have mums and she doesn'. Oh and that we have living siblings." Harry said this and I had to stop the tears from falling down my face. That hurt and that was going way to far.

The teacher came in, we sang our songs, and the final bell rang. I ran down the halls to my locker grabbed my stuff and sprinted outside I started running home, my dad wouldn't be here he would be at the studio with my Uncle Simon.

When I thought I had lost the boys I was wrong. They came out of no where and trapped me.

"You are pretty fast we must admit that." Zayn said this and he never really spoke so it was weird to hear his voice again. Next to speak was Harry, what he said terrified me.

"But you're just not fast enough." And with that they all slapped me. When I was on the ground from the searing pain in my cheek one of them kicked me. Now I just lay here crying I'm in to much pain to do anything.

**2 Hours Later**

I called my dad an hour ago but he was to busy to pick me up so I walked to his studio, a good 30 minutes away from where I was beaten. When I got there I saw my Uncle Simon.

"Hi Uncle Simon!" He looked up and gave me a smile. He walked over and pulled me into a tight hug. OW. When he pulled away he looked me straight in the eyes.

"How was your day?"he asked. He had known something has been up lately from all of my bruises and he isn't believing the whole soccer thing any more.

"It was great." I lied in my most cheery tone. He didn't believe it I could tell, but he didn't say anything after that. When we got to my dads office he was talking to someone on his phone, so I knew he wouldn't be off for another hour. I just sat and got my homework done.

**One Month Later**

Finally this day has arrived. I've had it on my calender for weeks now. It is the day the boys leave to go try out for the XFactor. I was extremely happy today, for the single reason that my bullies wouldn't be here anymore. I pulled out my phone and texted my only friend Greg, but there was already a text from him

From Greg:

'You know what it is right?'

To Greg:

'Your grandma's birthday?'

From Greg:

'OMG! YOU REMEMBERED! Lol ;) But you do know right?

To Greg:

'LMFAO! YES OF COURSE! But ya know its only the day I get to pretty much re-start my high school rep. I gtg see ya at school!'

From Greg:

'BYE CHICKY!!!!'

He was my best friend and my only friend. Everyone avoided me because they thought they would get beat up too, but Greg doesn't care. I would date him but there is a problem... He is gay, but very quiet about it. His parents said straight up if he was gay they would disown him, so he acts straight when we are in public.

**End of the Day**

Today was so good, other than the bullying but that's a normal thing now. I feel good enough to walk home. Which I did and the only thing I saw was the boys driving to London and guess what I did, smiled and waved at them. BEST DAY EVER!

**Two Years Later Graduation Day**

I was wearing a floral sun dress and four inch white heels (now I'm 5'7! :D) I put my cap and gown on over my outfit, and I drove to my graduation.  I was so excited, and that was dangerous especially in the car so I turned the radio on.

'One Direction What Makes you beautiful!'

Change station

'One Direction One thing!'

Change Station

'Cher Lloyd Want U back is next!' finally 'But first One Direction!' Radio off. I pulled up to the school and saw a limo. Man some parents go over board. That's when 5 boys in hoodies and sunglasses got out when I decided that they were just some weirdos. I looked at my phone 12:20. CRAP! I'm 20 Minutes late! I ran inside and through the building to the gym.

"THERE YOU ARE!" Mr. Morgan yelled I jumped at his outburst. "I thought you weren't coming. You know what to do go start letting people in." I didn't ask questions and did what I was told. The boys came in from my door and all thanked me. Why do they sound so familiar? I looked at the time 12:25 time to go in. I left the door and took my seat and Greg sat next to me.

"You ready babe?" He asked me. I smiled his parents were here so he had to act as straight as possible.

"As ready as I'll ever be.... I think." He chuckled at my uneasiness.

The graduation went by fast and the 5 boys from the limo were all happy but when it got to me they looked like they had seen a ghost. What is going on?