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Bully (Niall) Part-1

Hey guys... i know niall is too good to bully someone...N he cares about others a lot... it's just a short imagine :)

You and Niall were childhood best friends. But you wanted him to be more than friends. You knew it was wrong to have feelings for your best friend but you couldn't help it. He was just everything you wanted in a boy.

Your POV
I wake up to the sound of your alarm clock.
''Ugh!'' It is Monday and you hate Mondays.
You don't want to go to school mainly because of one person-Niall Horan.... What?He was my friend then why i didn't want to go to school??..... i said- he WAS my friend. I WAS in love with him. Now he wasn't the same sweet Niall who cared for everyone. I fell out of love with him since the day he started bullying me. He'd throw insults at me, and make hurtful remarks about me... not only he'd bully me mentally but physically too. He had hit me before. Just to be popular. Yes, he does all these things to remain in that douchebag popular gang of his. And the worst thing was that he enjoyed it.
I shake all the thoughts from my mind and started to get ready for school. Once ready, i drive to school. There he was. With his notorious gang picking on some school nerd. I walk to my locker, keeping my head down just in case Niall notices me. Luckily, i make my way to the locker without getting noticed. I put my maths notebook in the locker because i wouldn't be needing it till last period. I shut the locker. There is time before the first period start. I don't have any friends not because no one likes me but because they are scared that if they are friends with me, they would be the next target of their gang. As soon as i start to walk to the classroom, i feel someone grab my arm and spinning me around. Bad luck. Why can't he leave me alone? What have i done to him?
I look in those blue orbs which are no more mesmerizing to me but just looking in these can scare the shit out of someone.
''Hey there, slut. Where are you going? There is some time left before the period starts. Why don't we have some fun?'' He says, last part clearly to his group.
'' Niall. P-please. Let go of me'' i whimper, trying to wiggle out of his grip on my arm. But that only make his grip tighter.
''Not now. We want to have some fun, don't we?'' He smirks looking towards his friends who are nodding.
I blink several times to prevent the tears from falling. Just the thought of what he can do to me makes me shiver.
''P-please. I'm getting late for my class. Please let me go''
He tightened his grip on my arm, like it was possible. There are surely bruises to be formed. I whimpered at the pain.
I am too weak to fight him. So usually i beg him not to hurt me. But that never works. So instead i try to be strong now.
''What have i done to you? Why do you hurt me? You always say rude things to me. What had happened to you, Niall? You were never like that. How can you find enjoyment in hurting your best friend?''
I scream at him, finally letting my feelings out which were bottled up in my heart for months. I can see the anger growing in his eyes. Now i'm scared.
He grabs my hair harshly before i whimper.
''No one. No one ever shouts at me. Got it?'' He slightly pulls at my hair as i cry out in pain. He nears his head to my ear and whispers.
''And you're not my friend.''
He bobbles my hair out of my ponytail so hard that i fall on the floor. Tears are threatening to fall. He kicked my right side as his mates watch in amusement. My hairs are a huge mess. He keeps kicking me. And thats when i let the tears fall and i am begging him to stop.
''Please. S-stop'' ''Niall p-please.'' I cry out. He doesn't stop. Instead his two more friends join him while the other one picks up my bag and throws my books and other items on the floor. I am a sobbing mess right now underneath them. His mates laugh and then left.
''I hope you learn your lesson for raising your voice at me. You're just an ugly whore and- why are you even alive?'' He looks at the hurt expression on my face and smirks and as he is about to leave, one thing catches his attention- my diary. He grins widely and bends down to take it.
''Hey, look what we've got here'' he watches my diary with every angle in amusement while i'm giving him a dreadful look.
''Hmm... it looks like a... journal? Looks like i've got some juicy secrets to expose'' He lets out an evil laugh.
''No, please. Not this.'' I weakly request even when i know it won't work. I can't care about all the soon-to-be-bruises and pain when i know that my diary, my experiences and secets since 3rd grade, is in his hands.
He just stands up and leaves with my journal. I struggle to get on my feet. I know i can't go like this in the class. And there's no point in even going. I've missed almost my half class. I collect my items in my bag and stumble towards the girls washroom.
I look in the mirror. Red and purple bruises on arms, waist and legs, hairs are a mess, mascara stained cheeks, a slight cut on lips. I don't notice that i was crying until i look up to see in my eyes through mirror.
I try to improve my state until i atleast look like a human. I sigh when i think that i can't do more than it. The bell rings for the second period. I make my way to the next class thinking about what he would do with my diary.
*****
I am driving to my house. Tears start streaming down my cheeks, remembering today's event. I just can't do it anymore. Why does he hate me so much?

Hey guys. A friend advised me to write this imagine where one of the boys is a bully. I hope you like it ;)