How to be a good lad [ ziall ] { on hold }

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"What the hell was that about?" Louis asked

"I just got pissed off, okay?"

"I can't believe you accused Major Malik of cheating." Liam said amazed

"And you got away with it!"

"Barely." Harry said "You're in for a gigantic fright tonight, Niall."

"I'm not worried," I shrugged "it can't be any worse than when I was that faggot's mutt."

"Niall, you're gay too, remember?" Liam asked

"I haven't forgotten" I nodded "so, instead of Zayn being a faggot... He's a faggot and a cunt"

"He seemed so thrilled about you misbehaving," Harry said "what was up with that?"

"He's clearly just some sicko who loves to beat me up."

"Yeah, what's up with that?" Liam asked "He always beats the shit out of you".

"It's because he's an easy target." Louis suggested

"Do you want to fight back tonight?" Liam asked

"There’s no way I could do it."

"I could get you a fight through next lesson." Liam informed me "You can practice like that?"

"Could you?" I asked

This could get me into more trouble, aka even less attractive to Zayn.

"Yeah, sure, who do you want?"

"Someone easy" I answered "then, someone tough."

Liam nodded and he wandered over to a bunch of tables

He came back and told me he had them set up.

So, I continued to bad mouth Zayn till the end of break, where I proceeded to follow Liam to the fields.

Word about the fight between me and some guy called Ed got around quickly, and I soon came face to face with a huge guy called Ed.

He was ginger, muscly and really scary.

But I actually did damage.

I expected him to be like a rock, but I almost knocked him out... He must've been the easy guy Liam let me have a go at.

Ed and I were split up by Major Malik, and Ed was given detention which seemed pointless till I found out that detention was what they called the midnight chores.

I got knocked down by another Major and Zayn just walked off as though he didn't even care

"This is what you get for being a little shit"

-

I was trembling.

I didn't think of be so scared of going to see Major Malik

I walked alone in boxers; bruises were all over me thanks to Harry who told me Zayn would go easy if I was injured.

I was sore and scared... What if he didn't go easy on me?

I knocked on the door of Zayn's dorm and he opened it up, letting me in.

I got the lecture of the century.

I got fury and violence from Zayn.

In fact, he was so angry I felt dizzy.

He threw me around like a rag doll, split my lip and made me lay on the floor.

I was in so much pain, and if this was easy... Imagine what it would have been like before.

I did pass out eventually, and when I woke up it was pitch black outside and only a lamp was on, I was still in Zayn's room but on the couch with a blanket draped over me.

I heard a quiet slurp, and a cup hit wood... Zayn was awake.

He was sitting on a laptop, doing something obviously but it looked like he was typing reports

The tension in the room was gone, there was music playing at his desk... But it was pretty.

The atmosphere was a lot calmer, more welcoming and as I sat up, he turned around

"You alright?"

I shook my head as my arms gave way... I was so sore and limp.

He got up and came down to my height, his hand rest on my forearm

"Where are you sore?"

"Everywhere" was my stubborn response

I lay back down, whining softly as I hit my bruises

"I didn't mean to be that rough with you" Zayn whispered

// hello it me

sorry i haven't updated in a while, i've been busy af :////// so, as an apology, im going to be doing a double update.

ALSO, IF ANYONE IS GOING TO DIGITOUR SLAYBELLS THIS FRIDAY IN SAN ANTONIO AT KAPONE'S HIT ME UP SO WE CAN MEET N STUFF :)))))

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