Something About Styles ❤️

I'm Sydney. Harry and I were best mates. were. now he's the popular, and I'm the nerd he left behind. I liked him a lot. like, like like... but he won't care now. Not about a bookworm like me.


2. Chapter 2

I finally found the source of the crying.

Sydney was at her locker, crying.

"Sydney! What happened?! Are you okay?! WHO DID THIS TO YOU?!" I practically yell.

"I... I was walking out of class and someone tripped me. One of my books hit Louis and when I stood up he hit me, and gave me a bloody nose..." she replies.

"C'mon. We're going to the clinic..." I say, dragging her by her hair to the clinic.

"Ow! Ow! Ow! Hair! HAIR!" She keeps saying.

When we turn the corner, of course, Harry and his clique are at the other end of the hall.

I try to avoid them, but one of the boys in Harry's clique (I couldn't tell who) grabbed her by the arm and out of my grip.

"What's the matter princess?" Louis says, baby-talking her almost.

"You punched me in the nose!" she snapped.

Immediately, she went wide eyed and started to try to pull away.

Louis grabbed her by the shirt collar and almost picked her up off the ground.

"What. Did. You. Just. Say?" he says, through his teeth.

"Nothing! N-nothing!" she stutters.

"That's what I thought." he says, dropping her to the ground.

"Don't you dare try and be smart with me again, or else." Louis snaps.

Harry and his clique continued walking down the hall, but of all people, Niall stayed back.

He helped Sydney up, whispered something in her ear, hugged her, and ran down the hall to catch up with everyone.

I couldn't believe my eyes.


- (Other) Sydney's POV-

"C'mon. We're going to the clinic…" Sydney said, dragging me by my hair.

Well ouch...

We were almost to the clinic when Sydney started walking faster, and a strong hand grabbed my wrist and dragged me away from Sydney.

"What's the matter princess?" Louis asked, and he had the nerve to baby talk me! Ugh.

"You punched me in the nose!" I snapped.

Next thing I knew, I was almost off the ground, and face to face with Louis Tomlinson.


"What. Did. You. Just. Say?" He said, through his teeth.

"Nothing! N-nothing!" I said, praying he'd let me live today.

"That's what I thought." He said, dropping me, and in a split second I was on the floor.

"Don't you dare try and be smart with me again, or else." Louis said, looking me dead in the eye.

God they were scary.

I really wish Niall wasn't one of them... I really like Niall. He's so cute... but he'd never date me, he hardly knows me as anything other than the other boy's punching bag. He's never been really mean to me, except when the others force him to be mean to me. But he's never hit me like everyone else.

When they started walking away, I was about in tears. Again.

To my surprise, Niall ran back over, helped me up, and whispered in my ear,

"Please don't cry, you're beautiful."

He hugged me, slid me a piece of paper, and ran to join everyone else.


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