♡ Grace's P.O.V ♡
The next morning when I walk into school, everyone seems to be staring at me.
They whisper into each others ears and laugh. I decide to ignore the immature people, and walk up to my locker.
As I put my bag into it, Zayn walks up to me with a gorgeous smile planted on his face.
He looked great, he was wearing a white shirt with a jean jacket over it, with jeans and white converses.
"I'm suprised she's not wearing froggy pajamas." A boys voice said from behind me.
I turn around and a brown haired boy begins to laugh at me, along with the rest of his friends.
"What are you talking about?" Zayn steps in front of me, and stands closer to the boy.
"Didn't you see it?" He continues to laugh.
"See what?" I join in the conversation.
He hands me his phone, and I click onto the big play button.
The video. The freaking video that jerk Niall took of me last night.
"When was this Grace?" Zayn turns towards me.
I feel my hand grip tighter onto the phone and quickly hand it back, before I crush the damn thing.
"How did you get that?" I huff.
Even though I already know the answer, I want to make sure of it for sure.
"Niall Horan posted it everywhere."
"That fucking ass." Zayn yells and storms off.
"Zayn, wait!" I slam my locker shut, and chase after him.
"Grace, it's not right what he did. He's nothing but a fucking jerk, and I need to put him in his place already!"
His chest is now rising up and down, and his hands are balled up into fists.
"I know.. Trust me, I want him to get what he deserves.. But you hurting him will probably only make matters worse for myself. And i'd rather not do that." I shake my head.
"You have a point.." Zayn nods.
"But I really appreciate you caring for me."
He looks back at me, and smiles.
"I'll always be here Grace, no matter what."
The bell rings, and that's my call to start heading to class.
"Thanks, I should get going.. I'll see you later Zayn."
"See you later, Grace."
I run off to my math class, and quickly step inside with only seconds to spare.
I slide into my seat, and wait for the teacher to begin the lesson.
But then I notice that the teacher is nowhere to be seen.
"Mrs.Smith isn't here yet, woo!" A girl shouts and the class goes wild.
I stay seated in my seat, while everyone else leaves the room, leaving me all alone in this classroom.
I tap my fingers onto my desk, and that's when I hear the door slam shut.
I flinch and turn back around to see Niall standing in front of the now shut door. He smirks at me and locks the door.
I have no idea what's coming for me at this moment.. And honestly, i'm scared shitless.