My everything

One Direction is a boyband. And I'm in love with them. I can't think of anything else. I cry at night because I'm not near them.


6. Back in school

The room was filled with silence. Why did I say that? It was so stupid. I had that thought in my head for about a year, but I had never said it out loud. I had ruined it all. "I can go home if you want me to" I said. "No way! You can not go home. You don't know which way to go, and I am scared you're going to kill yourself" he cried. "So you want me to stay?" I asked. "Yes, please stay. I can't let you go" he answered. So I stayed. "Will you sing a song for me?" I asked, to break the silence. "Sure, which one would you like me to sing?" he said. "Over Again. It's my favorite song" I said. He started to sing. He had the voice of an angel! I began to cry again. When he finished the song he hugged me. "I don't want to go to school tomorrow, I really don't" I cried. It was 11:30 pm. "I think we should go to bed, even though we haven't been eating yet" I said. He nodded. "Where can I sleep? On the couch?" I asked. "Come with me" he said. He brought me to the second floor, and into a giant bedroom. "You can sleep here" he smiled. "But where are you going to sleep then?" I asked. He showed me a even bigger bedroom. "Here" he said. This house was amazing. "Goodnight" I said, hugged him and went to my bedroom. Then I laid in my bed thinking about today. How it started with me just wanting to disappear, then almost tell Lauren about me being bullied, then running away, then ending up here telling Harry everything. I had no idea how to feel about today. It was such a weird day.

I woke up at 6 am. I had no idea what to do. I didn't want to go to school, but I couldn't just stay at Harry's either. I walked downstairs in one of Harry's T-shirts and looked around. The house looked so different in daylight. "Good morning" he said. "Go get dressed, then we'll eat breakfast, and then you'll go to school". I was speechless. He wanted me to go to school. "I can't go to school. I can't go over there and face reality. I just can't" I said. I sat down on a chair and looked at the ground. I could feel the tears. "You have to go to school. You can't just stay away. you should go tell Lauren about everything, then she'll help you, and then when your school is over I'll pick you up at the square, okay?" he asked. "Okay" I said, and went upstairs to get dressed. We talked a lot in the car on the way to my school. We just talked about everything. "Good luck" he said when he stopped the car at the square. "Thank you, I'm going to need that" I said.

When I walked into the school I felt like everyone was staring at me. I knew that it was wrong to just run away, and that I would get bullied even more now. I wasn't stupid. "Zooey? Please come with me". I turned around and saw it was Lauren. Should I tell her? We walked to the History room together. Nobody used the History room at the moment. "The headmaster asked me to talk to you, because you ran away yesterday" she said. "What is really wrong? Why did you run away?". I had no idea what to say. Telling her everything seemed so easy in my head, but now in reality it was the hardest thing I had ever tried. "Okay. I don't know how to start. A couple of years ago I began to like One Direction. In the beginning it wasn't a problem, but then I started to fangirl too much. People don't like me anymore. They bully me and I have no friends, except for one in Ireland I have never met in real life. I just couldn't stand it anymore" I cried. She hugged me. I think she felt sorry for me. But she couldn't do anything. If she told anyone I would get bullied even more. "You know, I got bullied too when I was in school. Every single day. I know how you feel, and I know that you think there's nothing to do about it. But there is. First of all you need more confidence, then we need an expert to give a lecture about bullying, but not make it too obvious that it's about you. That was what my school got wrong when I got bullied, and then I got bullied even more. But I stopped getting bullied in College" she said. I was in shock. She was so amazing. How could someone like her be bullied? Who would do that and why? She was both pretty and nice. "How can I get confidence? At least you had something to be confident about. I'm neither pretty or nice" I said. "You are both, you just have to believe it".

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