Me & My Bully

He was my bully. He called me horrible names and he abused me. So you could tell I was delighted when he went for X Factor..........but I NEVER EVER thought I would meet his face again. And that person is....Louis Tomlinson. The guy who I NEVER wanted to meet again.


8. Dinner with..........HIM?!

Lydia's POV 

I have finally finished getting ready for dinner. And I gotta admit one thing....that dad has a very good fashion style cuz the dress is a colour of marine blue in stripes for the top and the bottom is a bright colour of red and it's a sleeveless dress too. I don't quite use make-up that much but for this one night I guess I could use a little tiny bit. I put on my memory locket of me and once happy my family. I miss em so much. Then another knock came but when I look, it was someone else.

"I'm sorry but Simon is calling you downstairs and my name's Paul. One Direction's personally security guard," he said as he introduce himself.

"I can tell by your big body which is a good material in guarding celebrities such as those 5 lads," I spoke.

"Do you know about anything about them?"

"Apparently not. I'm sorry. I haven't been updating my tunes lately ever since I went to the foster home but I'll make sure I'll listen to their music,"

"No worries really and no need to say you're sorry,"

Currently me and Paul were talking and getting to be better friends as we head to the restaurant that Paul has been instructed to send me to from my dad.


When me and Paul reached the restaurant, I looked at it and examine it and realise that it was my mom and dad's favourite restaurant since their first date was here. I could not believe that dad has booked a reservation for a table of 7 people and the restaurant is extremely an expensive one at that too. This day can not get any better that this. Me and Paul pushed the entrance doors and I was greeted by being hugged by my dad. Simon lead me to my seat and started to clear his throat and introducing the 5 boys sitting next and across to me.

"Lydia, I would like you to meet Harry, Liam, Zayn, Niall and...."

But before Simon could continue, I said the dreadful name that always haunt..

"Louis...." I said and my eyes widen in shock that I have just said that out loud. 

It wasn't suppose to come out that way. Dad turned to me. 

"Do you and Louis met before?"

"Um......n-no," I stutter and turned away from my dad's eyes which is glaring at me demanding a proper and truthful answer. 

"Lydia....the truth," Simon said demanding.

I didn't say anything but instead running back home with Paul chasing me. I didn't expect to have dinner with..........HIM?! NO WAY IN HELL I WOULD EVER HAVE DINNER WITH HIM!! All I want to do right now is lock myself in my room and cry my sockets out. I don't even care if Simon, Paul or even the other 4/5 of the boys hear me. I have finally reached the house and I ran into my room and locked it. And by the time I had come in the house, tears are already slipping off of my eyes and I just sat on the front of my queen sized bed, crying like I'm in hell again....I don't even know why I'm crying. For me, all I know is that I'm crying cuz of how stupid I am for falling in love with Louis who's my bully. I just hate him with every piece of my body but my heart say I love with all my mind, soul and heart. Then I remembered the 3rd grade camp we had and how I fell in love with him. 


It was back when we first 3rd grade camp. I was actually heading to the bathroom to change into new sets of clothes for a new day when I heard someone singing. I saw a door crack and I peeked a little to see a boy with brown hair and he's singing to....Nicole. I should have known but I wanted to hear him sing. I gotta admit that he's really good in it too. But I tripped and lost my balance and fell in the room. The boy stopped singing and he looked over to me and Nicole too. I quickly stood up.

"That was great," I said. 

He and Nicole walked over to me and he pushed me back down to the hard wood floor.

"Die..........UGLY," he said and left. 

Nicole soon walked past me and making an angry face towards me. And they left me there, on the floor, feeling......something my stomach but......I knew on that day forth, I love......


I returned back to reality when I heard voices calling my name outside the locked door. I ignored it and changed into comfortable pjs. I got in bed and cried myself a few tears and fell into a dreamless sleep with nothing but sadness and a broken heart in pain. 

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