Me, You, and My Medication

Violet and Zayn have lived in the same duplex since they were babies. Zayn being popular would protect her in high school from bullies but now as high school ends. Where will they go? Who will protect Violet?


3. Sorry

"Don't ask me that question" His body and face stiffened

"I get they tease me about Juliet because my full name is Juliet Violet and I hate it--" I ramble on

"Can you shut up I'm trying to watch tv.." He looking straight at the screen 

"You fucking shut up" I got up from the couch mad at him. Sure what I just said didn't make sense but I really had nothing to say. I'm just mad at the fact he can be such an asshole yet he's like my brother and I forgive him. Why can't we all just get along? In middle school I used to hang out with the girls who tease me with Simone and Zayn. Until one day everything changed out of no where.

I sat on my bed for a while and checked my Instagram. Oh look people editing pictures of me to make me uglier then I am. Ooo let's see some comments shall we? 

"I hate this bitch"
"Ugh how ugly and goth can she be?"
"I bet she likes Zayn"
"Zayn says that he only hangs out with her cause he feels bad about her"
"How sad no one likes her except Simone"
"She really needs to die"
"Oh and needs to wear some other color there than black"

Don't cry. Don't cry. Don't cry. It really does add up on how he could feel bad about me. He is basically at my house taking care of me. How can I be so dumb? I'm not going to show that I'm weak around him anymore. I need more of my pills though, he might think I don't need them anymore and just throw them away. That would be sixty dollars gone.

I stood in front of the mirror and just cringed at my whole body. My face is just bleh, my body isn't all that hot, I really like my clothes since I buy them myself so that's good. The only way I could feel better is that if I actually put on makeup. There's no way I'm changing my style for no one. I walked out of my room with my phone in my hand and sat on a different couch than Zayn.

"What's wrong with you?" He looked towards me

"Get out of my house" I didn't look towards him 


"Leave you fake fuck" I looked towards his face

"Fine, I'll just go to Mackenzie's house" He got up "I should've just stayed with her and not you" He mumbled as he closed the door
Next day at lunch in school...

"This food looks really bad Si..." I looked down at my tray skeptically

"Quit being such a drama queen Vi just eat it" She put a spoonful of mashed potatoes in her mouth

"Ugh Becky's just staring at me" I turned to Simone. I copied Simone actions and ate some of my mashed potatoes. Within seconds I felt like vomiting and got up and ran to the restroom. On my way down the hall I ran into this super hot football player, Niall Horan.

"Woah! Where are you going in such a hurry?" He actually spoke to me... Am I dreaming?

"I. Need. To." I frantically pointed to an empty bucket next to him in the hall way. I guess it's one that they use to clean the floors, well it's not going to be so clean after I'm finished with it. He gave it to me.

"Sorry in advance" I attempted to put my hair up but he helped me by holding it while I vomited.

"You don't need to apologize" He was looking in the opposite direction of me puking. I don't know if he was disgusted or just wanted me to feel comfortable. It could be both.

"Thanks" I walked over to the water fountain and washed out my mouth, I know it's disgusting.

"Want some gum?" He offered as he pulled a piece of gum out of his pocket

"Yes, thanks again" I shyly smiled 

"You're Vi--"

"I'm Violet. Oh sorry! I thought you were going to say Juliet like everyone else, sorry." 

"You apologize a lot, don't worry I'm not going to hurt you" He laughed "I'm Niall Horan"

"Yeah I know you're like the Troy Bolton of this school" I cringed at what I said. He probably thinks I'm some sort of little kid by saying that, oh my gosh.

"I actually love High School Musical, Wanna join me in lunch?" He smiled

"The reason I threw up was because of lunch so..." I trailed off

"Just sit with me outside then, please?" His voice turned innocent towards the end and it was so cute.

We walked out to where everyone hangs out during lunch and sat on a picnic table by ourselves.

"How come I rarely see you?" He asked

"I cry in the restroom everyday" I told him in a playful tone and luckily he believed it was a joke

"I hardly see you in the hallways too" I looked over to the field and saw Zayn staring at me with Niall weirdly.

"Football practice, I'm glad we're about to be out of school so I can stop playing" He sighed

"I thought you loved football" 

"Yeah but you see my dad wants me to be in football. I'm going to be turning eighteen so therefore I can do whatever I want and I want to do music" He said

"Me too! I have a journal filled with lyrics" I told him a bit too eager

"I'm more of a guitar guy" He laughed "maybe we can go out one day and have like a jam session?"

"I'd love too" I smiled 

"I have to go to the field to practice for the big senior game on Friday, I'll see you there right?" He got up from his seat across from me

"I'll try" 

"Well bye Vi" He leaned down and kissed my cheek. I watched him walk off into the distance.

"You stay away from him." I heard Zayns voice coming towards me

"Who's stopping me?" I shut him up

"I have a feeling he's up to no good..." He spoke slowly

"Or is it just that you're jealous?" I couldn't help bite my tongue

"No! Never! Violet you're like my sister! I'm just looking out for you! You're not even my type!" He flipped out 

"Oh yeah, duh! You're type is the annoying snobby girls that have a killer body and no personality! I'm sOOO SORRY!" I got up and left mad again to go find Simone. I really need Niall so I can show Becky that a guy can actually like me and just to piss Zayn the fuck off.

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