Dating my Bully ➡ h.s

Chapter 1.

Amber's POV

Monday.

Waking up on Mondays was the worst thing of the day. Either that my dad literally kills me or my bully literally well bullies me. I got up and changed into my gray sweatshirt and jeans I put on my only converse since my dad didn't buy me anything I had to work by myself.

Walking downstairs and making breakfast for my dad is the hardest thing to do even I can't cook. I took some eggs and bacon and put them on a pan. After burning them I place them on a plate and left it on the kitchen table.

He doesn't give me any money for school like the other kids. I just go to school and learn about things. I jumped on the school bus.

Heading to my locker I saw a person who always ruins my day.

Harry Styles.

I rolled my eyes and quickly took my books when I was about to close my locker someone literally crushed my hand. Someone closed my locker that my hand was still inside.

I winced in pain. I quickly pulled my hand out and held it with my other hand.

"A nice day, bitch!?" He said pushing me to my locker and crushing me.

The bell suddenly rang. He let go of me and headed to his class.

I sighed.

Glancing at my now broken hand is already turning red and purple. I can't even move it. Why does Harry bully me you ask? Cause I use to have a crush on him before he was so nice and caring but suddenly he turned out to be a jerk.

I walked to the Nurse's office and had my hand checked.

"Looks like you broke your hand what happened?"

Because this jerk crushed my hand with my locker.

"I was..."

"I was walking to my class when I hit the....wall!" I said

"Okay?" She said

She took a bandage and wrapped it around my palm. I thanked her and headed to class.

Too bad I have a class with mister bully-me-all-the-time. I took a seat and pulled out my book with my other hand.

"Aw! What happened to you little slut!?" Harry snapped at me.

I just lowered my head and stared at the ground. Until he was pulling my hair down so I could face him. Why is the teacher not seeing this? Well the teacher is always late.

"Listen up cupcake!"

I nodded.

"If you ever tell anybody that I did that your gonna be in serious trouble." He yelled at me.

Tears pricked my eyes. I nodded once more he pulled my hair like it was gonna come off and punched me on the arm.

I cried even more.

After the whole class was done for the day. I quickly went to my house. I tottally forgot that my father was here. When I opened the door a saw mg father sitting on the couch with beers in his hands and the house was smelling like pot and smoke.

He looked and came walking towards me.

"Where the hell have you been!?" He yelled.

"I-i was at s-school." I shuttered

He slapped me on the face so hard that I past out.

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