Seven

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Niall was in the line getting lunch with Liam and Emily, who were acting all couple-y as normal. Niall was the biggest Lemily shipper but sometimes he was jealous of them. Not because he had a crush on Liam or anything, just the fact that they can openly display their feelings for each other. If Niall had a relationship like them with a boy, he would get beaten black and blue. Ok, Harry and Louis are quite open about their feelings for one another but they still get talked about rudely, just no one will do anything to Harry, and especially not Louis, since the last boy who shoved Louis to roughly or spat saliva when he talked to him on purpose, got his right arm in plaster for six weeks and had to move schools out of fear. Harry got suspended for two weeks, but that was nothing to the feeling of happiness and excitement of helping Louis be happy again.

Niall, after paying for his tomato pasta of course, picks up his tray and made his way towards Louis and Harry, Liam following behind with Emily's hand in one of his and their food on a tray in his other.

A middle toned laugh comes from the entry of the cafe, accompanied by a lower set and the sound of heavy boots that were worn by all four lads.

"Hey look," Jake points, "it's the lilac lad." He smirks, quickly following behind Phil, Ben and Zayn close behind.

Niall freezes in his socks as Phil and his 'gang', Zayn included, approaches him. He held onto his tray harder so it couldn't be slapped from his hands like before.

"Hey, fairy" Phil laughs quietly into his ear as he walks past, Jake and Ben following with confused faces, both wondering on why Phil did nothing.

Niall lets out the breath he was holding, releasing the tension on his now white knuckles.

Maybe they had their fill for the day? He thinks. You know, since my hair is now purple.

Niall was about to keep walking, now towards all four friends, until he heard a loud slap of skin against plastic and felt chilled, thick liquid running down his cheek and chin. The surprise of it all made him drop the tray onto the floor with a clutter, ever student then stopped talking and looked at him. It was silent, that was the only way Niall knew everyone was watching.

He slowly raises his hand to his cheek, wiping a bit of tomato off, before looking at it. He then raised his eyes to look at the boi that helped him not to long ago, who now wore a smirk that completes his bad boi image.

Niall was sad, which was weird. He never felt sad when Phil and Jake, or even Ben, did anything to him, that was just fear and hatred. But Zayn? Zayn. What was there about him that stopped Niall from hating him, from fearing him.

"Why?" Niall asks, looking into the caramel centre of Zayn's eyes.

"To fit in" Zayn speaks quietly, for only Niall to hear.

He didn't know why, they just stung slightly.

"You don't have to be like them to fit in" Niall speaks softly back, wiping the rest of the food off his face.

The chatter had picked up volume along time ago, when everyone realised they wasn't going to be a fight.

"You don't understand," Zayn flicks his eyes to Phil, who is watching him intensely, before looking back at Niall. "Your just a fag!" Zayn spits, shoving Niall gentle, but it still surprises Niall and he falls backwards with a slight squill.

No matter how much Zayn wants to pick Niall up and make sure he is fine, all he can do is walk away.

But he can't even do that since Liam jumps up and blokes his path to his 'friends'.

"You're so fucking confusing," Liam spits slightly.

"I know" Zayn smirks.

"You were helping Niall not to long ago, and now you have shoved him to the ground, Why?" Liam looks over Zayn's shoulder to see that Harry and Louis were helping him up.

"It's so complicated I don't even know, ok?" Zayn sighs, shoving Liam to the side and making his way to Phil, Jake and Ben.

"Tip for next time, Zayn" Phil says before taking a swig of the cola bottle he has. "Don't talk to the fairy and his friends."

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That's not where I wanted this chapter to go but oh well it's better than nothing.

So... I would love to hear your feedback about this book and any ideas on where it should go.

Thanks for reading!!

G xx

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