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.


7. She wanted to help me so bad

After a long talk Lauren promised to help me without it being to obvious to the bullies. I walked out of the History room and when I walked towards my next class a little kid said freak to me. He was about 9 years old. How did he know? When I got closer to my next class I saw a giant poster saying "Zooey Gilbert is a One Direction freak. Everyone hates you Zooey". I stopped. I felt like someone had just punched me hard in the stomach. My eyes was filled with tears. I didn't want to cry. How could this be here without any teacher taking it down. But the worst thing was I could see it was Allison who had wrote it. I was just standing there all shocked. I couldn't move. How could Allison do this? I fell down on the ground as I let the tears stream down my face. Nothing mattered anymore. I didn't care if anyone saw me crying anymore, because how could it be worse than this? But then again. It could. "Zooey what's wro" Lauren didn't get to finish before she saw the poster. She ran over to me and hugged me. I hated that she felt sorry for me. I dried my eyes, stood up and walked away. What was wrong with me? She wanted to help me so bad and I walked away. I could hear that she was following me. "Please Zooey come with me". I felt like walking away, but then again. So I went with her.

After walking quite a bit we were on a place in the school that I had never seen before. "I know that you think nothing matters, but please don't give up. You're worth it. Do you have anyone to be with after school? I don't want you to go home alone" she said. "Why not?". I just wanted to go home alone. I didn't even want to be with Harry. "Because I know how you feel. You thought about killing yourself once right? You've cut a couple of times. I have noticed that" she said. I pulled down my shirt so she couldn't see my wrist. How did she know? "You feel like killing yourself is a good solution, but it isn't. Trust me" she said. I wanted to, but how could I? Suicide was the easy solution. Choosing anything else would be stupid. "So who will you be with after school? If you don't have anyone you can be with me" she said. I could see that she held back her tears. "I have. Someone" I said. I didn't know what to say. I couldn't tell her about Harry, but if I said I had no one I would have to be with her and then Harry would just be on the square waiting for me. "Who? I have to have a name" she said. "Ehm I can go to a boy called Harry's house" I said. She looked at me like she didn't believed in me. The bell ringed. "I promised the headmaster that you would be joining your next class. I believe that you're going to Harry's house, but if there's anything here's my number. Stay strong" she said and gave me a piece of paper with her number on. "How come we just call you Lauren, but we have to call all of our other teacher for Mr. and Mrs?" I asked. "We don't have time to talk, go join your Biology class" she said and smiled.

My Biology teacher was talking, but I didn't listen to a word she said. Never in my life had an hour been so long. I could feel something hitting my shoulder so I turned around. It was a paper ball, so I picked it up and read it. "You're such a loser Zooey" it said, and then everyone in the class had written their name on it. They were so mean. I just wanted this day to end. The worst thing was that this was a normal Biology class. This happened at least once each class. I just wanted to go to the square and cry until Harry picked me up.

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