Saved Me From My Shadow//1D Fan-Fiction

Chapter 3-Bubblegum Bitch

Olivia POV

The belief of a good year was gone before first period was even halfway over. Evie Roberts, a girl who had take much pleasure in bullying me since we were 7, had thrown a particularly explicit note at the back of my head when the teacher wasn't paying attention. It went on about how I was a freakish loser and a whore; she even added a sprinkle of how nobody would ever love me. I made a mental note to arrive at school extra early tomorrow to plant a note on her form desk saying that making out with 3 different guys before the day had even started made her seem like a bit of a whore. It would just cause more trouble for me, but I felt it was going to be worth it.

Evie Roberts was, to put it simply, the typical popular girl. She had the looks and all the boys she could ever want, and had every single student hanging onto her every word. And that included how I had 'stolen her boyfriend' when we were 7 and had continued to act horribly towards her ever since. The accusation spread like a virus throughout the school, and had stuck around up until now, more being added along the way, such as how I had 'forced myself upon her boyfriend' when we were in year 8. The girl couldn't understand that I was only talking when we were 7, and refused to stop her rampage.

During second period, one of Evie's best friends, Ellie Burton, thought it would be funny to stick a large amount of chewing gum in my hair, the same chewing gum she had only moments prior been told to dispose of in the bin. Her excuse, 'I thought that was the bin, sir. Olivia's hair is so trashy that they look exactly the same.' The entire room had burst into laughter, whilst I had started to cry, which was unusual for me, as I hadn't cried since I was 8.

The teacher noticed me crying and came over to guide me out of the room, causing the laughter to get even more intense, and some people even gasped in surprise. Most of those people hadn't known I existed long enough to have ever seen me cry when I was little and mourning. My tears were something that never appeared, no matter how badly I was insulted or beaten. Not even my dad had seen me cry during a beating following my 8th birthday. Maybe this would teach my peers a lesson.

Once I was out of the classroom, the teacher left and went back inside, returning a moment later with my bag and all of my equipment. He claimed I could have the remainder of the lesson dismissed, but to make sure that I went to the hall for next period instead. He also insisted that I read the next chapter of our textbook before my next lesson with him, which was brilliant in my case, as I had already finished the entire book.

Mr Smith, who I had now deemed to be one of my favourite teachers, went back inside, and as I walked away from the door, I could hear him calling for silence so as to teach the idiots in the room some history. The effort to expand their variation of brain cells was futile, but nobody was to ever tell any teacher that. It was time in school wasted, and in a teenagers mind, that was a good thing, always.

As my feet moved aimlessly around the corridors without a direction to go, I found myself wiping my cheeks and wondering why, after so many years, I had started crying again. And then it hit me, quite literally, in the face. Just as I turned the corner, I ran directly into somebody's torso, causing me to stumble backwards, and almost topple over. Had it not been for the strong arm that reached out and caught me, pulling me to my feet, I would have fallen and been even more embarrassed.

Keeping my head down, I muttered an apology, already trying to get away from the situation. But the mystery person had other ideas. He pulled my arm backwards, spinning me so I was facing him, tilting my chin upwards slightly so I was looking him in the eyes. When I registered who was standing in front of me, I froze, all thoughts of my surroundings leaving me, all that remained being a state of pure shock. The only thought that I could focus on was one thing. Niall.

His dreamy aqua eyes swam with emotions, giving me opportunity to see how he was feeling. From what I was able to see in the short moment before we broke apart, he felt the same as I did, with the added touch of joy. An obnoxious cough from who I assumed would be Louis brought us back to the real world, and when we looked towards the five others around us, four of them were stifling laughs. Unsuccessfully, may I add.

Niall reached up to scratch the back of his neck, whilst I looked down to my feet, shuffling them awkwardly. Our headteacher, Mr Hayward, decided to break the tension by directing the conversation onto me, which I wasn't too happy about, though I was glad it wasn't silent anymore. "Miss Moore, why are you not in your classes? I clearly remember telling the staff the boys would be visiting today and that no student was to be let out until the bell had gone after second period."

All eyes turned towards me, so I briefly recounted the events of the lesson before, and when I mentioned the chewing gum, Harry had gone to stand behind me and remove it from my hair, for which I thanked him. Nobody made any comment during my briefing, just watched me with attentive eyes. Liam, Zayn, Harry, Louis, and Niall showed me more sympathy than I had received since my mothers death, ten years ago. Once I was finished, all of the boys piled in on me for a group hug. That did NOT include Mr Hayward, though he did express how sorry he was shortly after the hug.

Not a moment later, Mr Hayward insisted that the boys had to get moving to the hall before the students were dismissed. Sensing that the boys obviously knew me and that I wasn't going to freak out like any other girl would this particular group, he invited me to join them in the hall and take my seat ready. Apparently, Niall wasn't having that, because he leaned over to the adult when we started walking and, not a minute later, I was told I would be staying backstage the whole show. I wasn't going to complain either: people were mean, an I hadn't been looking forward to sitting in a crowd of them to begin with, so this was an excuse happily accepted.

As soon as we reached the hall and were hidden away backstage, the bell rang, and the sound of thousands of feet echoed through the walls from the corridors. The boys were all in their own world of preparation, but Niall made a point of looking over and smiling at me every couple of seconds. And what was weirder, I smiled back. With real happiness.

These boys were definitely having an effect on me, and I was not complaining. It felt nice to have somebody chipping away at the walls I had built up, but no so much that I was left completely vulnerable to attacks.

The assembly hall started to fill with voices, and just as it go so loud I feared for my hearing, our music teacher, Miss Bridget, and Mr Hayward went on stage and hushed the room down to silence. Beside me, Niall was preparing himself and looking over at me in a manner he probably assumed was sneaky. Without realizing, I had reached over and given his hand a squeeze just as the 2 teachers announced the band name the boys had referred to themselves by earlier. One Direction. The room exploded in cheers, and this time I began to plan my appointment at the doctors for popped ear drums, though I knew I was definitely overreacting.

The boys walked on stage and waved for a moment, smiling down at their 'amazing' fans, who were in reality all a bunch of jerks, but who was I to correct them. After a moment, Liam started talking, and the whole room went quiet, hanging onto every word he said as though he was some kind of deity. And so the show began...

A/N-I hope you enjoyed this chapter. I have been trying to upload on Saturday's, but it keeps ending up on Sunday's, so yeah. It could be either. I have also reached a new level of boredom, so I will probably upload more now. I write chapters ahead, so at time of upload, I have up to Chapter 10 written. It's a useful method, writing ahead, so feel free to use it if you don't already. Hope you are all OK! Bye my Gemstones!!!