(A bit triggering: Nothing is graphically described or even attempted though.)
The rain pouring against the window of the car reflected Niall's mood so clearly. It reminded him of all the gloomy days and the sorrows surrounding his life. Maybe if this happened to someone else, it wouldn't affect them as much but Niall wasn't someone else. Niall had issues, Niall was weak and he really couldn't deal with the stress. At least not alone. Which is why he was thankful that Zayn had driven him up to the gates of the school but beyond this, it was Niall's battle ground. No knight in leather jacket was going to come and save him. The blonde gulped loudly, mentally preparing himself for what was to come. He secretly hoped that Louis and Liam won't dare to show their face in the campus but knowing Louis, the boy would be damn unashamed of everything that happened. It was love after all. The excuse towards every wrong act.
"My offer still stands. Skip school, stay with me." Zayn mumbled, puffing out the cigarette smoke through the small window crack. Niall had already grown accustomed to the smell but one thing continued to bug him ; since when did Zayn Malik start smoking so much? He was certain that when they had first met, Zayn didn't even smell the slightest bit of smoke. Sure there was the occasional cigarette butt here and there but that was all. It had become a constant habit now and it was worrying Niall. Yet among the two of them, Zayn was the adult and Niall was learning that it was better to keep your opinions and thoughts to yourself. After all, once you let people in, they easy crush you.
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"I'll be fine . It's just a matter of one day. Plus, Harry's there." The blonde smiled, opening the door of the car and walking out. They had made a brief visit to his voice and the blonde had changed his clothes into a much simpler ones. He was dressed in just a plain pair of black leggings along with a simple frilled top that had cuts down the arm. Niall had let his hair undone, just brushing the comb down it and letting it flat on his forehead. He really wasn't in the mood to dress up. Everything was gloomy and Niall actually wanted to go all black, the perfect color to show how bad he felt.
He quickly hurried inside the school gates, shrugging the few droplets of water off his body. The blonde sighed, keeping his eyes on the ground when he heard some hushed whispers. Niall didn't pay attention to them, quickly walking in the direction of his locker. He was used to thinking that every single eye was always staring at him, glaring him down and telling him to just end it all, and today wasn't any different. The only thing that had changed was that this was real. This wasn't in his head. Everyone in the corridor was staring at the short blonde. They were talking about him and they were whispering, and it just took once sentence for Niall to realize that.
"Can't believe he filmed a sex tape with Liam Payne. What a slut."
Niall closed his eyes, trying to keep his tears away as he walked towards the locker. He quickly opened it, stuffing his bag inside harshly and proceeded to take deep breaths, trying to calm himself down.
