the real bully story

she just used to be a loner know someone gives her a purpose read to find out who?:)


3. bleachers

I ran through the back doors to the bleachers no one ever came there any more, I sat down on an old wooden bench and curled my legs to my face crying it was getting hard to breath I started gasping for air as my heart felt like it was getting burned by a torch as I collapsed of the bench i heard a faint yell and foot steps running towards me, I tried to look up but I was to weak to look as I heard a quiet faint calming voice and I knew it was Niall

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