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harry is standing near his locker, his head buried inside with the door open, crying his eyes out. he had another run in with the three senior boys yet again, and this time they really hurt him bad. his stomach was hurting, and his face where they had hit him. he is for certain they left behind bruises and harry doesn't know how he will cover them up. he was already late for class, so he decided just not to go.

lunch period was right after, so why even bother anyway? he was in not condition to go, he was hurting all over and felt extremely scared and sad. harry wanted nothing more than just to leave here and be at home with his dads, that way he was safe and didn't have to deal with this. he's never been bullied like this before. maybe before when he was smaller, he was teased at the orphanage but it wasn't nearly as bad as this is. they were physically harming him and making school awful for him. he doesn't understand why they are being so mean.

harry doesn't know how long he stands there, crying and trying to figure out what to do. but soon, he hears the alarm for the transition sound off, indicating that class was ending and the beginning of lunch period was starting. harry sniffles softly as he hear students starts filing out of their classrooms and into the hallway. he quickly wipes his eyes, squeezing them shit slightly trying to rid the tears away. harry jumps slightly when he feels a hand touch him. he is startled.

"calm down h, it's just me." harry hears his brother niall say. he takes a deep breath of relief. he doesn't turn around to acknowledge him, not wanting niall to see his face. "are you okay?"

"mhm." harry murmurs. niall can't really see him, seeing as he has his head almost buried inside of his locker. niall frowns. harry's been acting strange lately, like he is hiding something. he thought harry may have still been upset about the whole masturbating situation, and he's told him countless times that he was sorry for teasing harry, and that he shouldn't be embarrassed anymore. but, now he's not so sure that was the problem anymore. he can hear harry trying to cover up the tiny sniffles escaping his mouth. niall grows curious and very concerned about him.

"what's wrong?" niall asks.

"n-nothing." harry replies. niall can hear his shaky voice, and he can tell that harry is lying.

"harry, look at me." niall tells him. harry shakes his head. niall smacks his teeth, and reaches out to grab harry's arm, gently pulling him back. he turns him around to face him, a loud gasp leaves his lips when he sees harry's face. he has a dark bruise forming right underneath his eye, and another one on his cheek. his face is red and flush, drying tear tracks staining his cheeks. niall's protective nature starts to kick in (you can blame zayn for this). "harry, what the fuck happened to your face? who did this?" niall exclaims.

harry shakes his head at first, refusing to say anything, fresh tears starting to rush into his eyes. niall grabs his chin, making harry look at him.

"harry, tell me." niall demands. harry whimpers softly.

"s-some older b-boys." harry says. niall starts to get angrier by the second.

"who? what are their names?" niall asks. harry sniffles, wiping at his eyes.

"i d-dunno." harry weeps. niall grabs his wrist gently, but firm.