One Direction Preferences

#40 Your Being Bullied/Abused(Requested) Louis

Your POV

I rolled around in bed at my and Louis shared flat. The clock flashed 6:29 A.M. At any second it was going to start buzzing, calling me out of bed for another day at school. Its a small school, the popular girls, the ones who got athletic scholarships, the drama geeks. All the stereotypical groups. Which really sucked because I don't fit in anywhere. The torment never stops. Someone's always taunting me, making life hard, when ever I turn my head someone's snickering about me. I don't get it, I have literally done nothing wrong.

Every night I would come home and tell Louis about it, and he would feel really bad. Never knowing what he can do to help, but he's not here now, which made it all the harder. I slumped out of bed and put on some jeans and a hoodie. I should feel a little bit better today, seeing that its my birthday. But I don't. Maybe Louis texted me.  I ran back to the bed and checked my phone. No new texts, no voicemails, no missed calls. Great...

I got into my car and drove to school, still in a shitty mood. When i stepped into the building, already getting judgmental glances from everyone I pass. By some grace of god I got through first and second period. This has to be the worst part of the day, Lunch. I sit by myself eat by myself, and then study by myself. It's not like I don't have any friends, I have loads of friends, they just don't go to school with me.

"I really like what you have going on with your hair..." A girl snickered pointing at my, very quickly thrown up bun. "Hey don't bother her and her friends while their eating," Another mocked. "Oh wait she doesn't have any" They walked away laughing before they sat down at a table with the rest of their friends. I wish I could talk to Louis, he knows exactly how to cheer me up. I picked up my phone and dialed his contact number. No answer, so now he forgot my birthday, and wont talk to me. "UGH," I groaned, resting my head on the table.

Behind me I could hear the girls giggling. What I there something on my back? Let me guess someone threw something at me. Suddenly i heard a very familiar voice coming through the lunchroom speaker system. "Hey everybody, if ya could all do meh a huge faver and sing for a very special girl tat would be great." My head snapped up toward where the mic is usually set up. There stood a very tan very blonde Niall, smiling at me, and nodding at someone behind me.

His POV

I know that posture anywhere. Y/N is sitting alone, head down at the table. Her feet crossed underneath her, and hands pulled into her sweatshirt the way she does when she is upset. As soon as Niall spoke into the mic, her head snapped up in his direction. He nodded at me, and she turned around. As soon as my eyes met here she started crying, I don't know why, and I don't care. The protective side of me was buzzing. I just want her to be happy. I ran to her side. Lifted her off the seat, while wrapping my arms around her. "Happy birthday Luv." I hummed against her neck. Her arms wrapped tight around my neck. "Louis," She yelled "What are you doing here, I thought you are supposed to be in japan?"

Now the entire lunch room was staring. I set her back down on the floor and the other four boys each took their turns hugging her and saying their happy birthdays. "We came back ta see yah," Zayn responded with a smile. "I got you the greatest gift yer gonna love it." Harry beamed. "Plus we thought you might want to join us in japan." Liam added. Her eyes lot up at the offer. "Are you serious?!" She looked up at me her eyes bright.

Before I could answer her gaze fell on something behind me. I turned and found a group of very fidgety girls. "Oh my god, your One Direction." She squealed. "What contest did she win?" The blonde girl asked. Y/n was now looking at the floor, her hands pulled up into her sleeves. I know her well enough to know if somthing is bothering her, and from nights and nights of listening to her cry about the girls at her school I knew. It's the girls who pick on her, day after day. "What'd you mean?" Niall asked. By now a small crowd has gathered around her. "What contest did she win, to get you guys to sing for her?" She asked again.

"Y/N is my girlfriend." I clarified, her mouth dropped open and she looked from me to her. "No, no way. Look at her." The other girl blurted out motioning toward Y/N. "Yeah she's beautiful," I said wrapping my arms around her waist and using my finger to lift her chin. "Your beautiful." I told her then barely kissing her on her slightly parted lips. "And I think her hair looks great." All at once they must have realized we had heard them before. "IM SO SORRY, about what I said before.." She pleaded, Y/N still wouldn't look at her. "Ya save it..." Zayn mumbled from behind me. Needless to say those girls never said a bad word about her again.