My Bullysitters

Copyright © "Sticks and stones may break my bones, but your words really hurt me. Keeping quiet and fake smiles are my specialties. With all the pain you cause me I just want to say I'm done. And oh, congratulations, I guess this means you've won."
All I wanted was to be happy, but I guess that was too much to ask for...


4. Three's a Crowd

Katie's P.O.V


"Bye, Niall" I said, clinging to my older brother. It was Monday morning, and I was determined to get to school early for two reasons, to study one last time, and to hopefully avoid them.

"Later, and good luck on your tests! Not that you need it though." He grinned, now waving to me from the door.

I sighed as the thought of having to be separated from him for hours filled my head. Though I considered myself lucky as I approached the school, not seeing any of the guys.

Now sitting under a tree, I began going over my notes while listening to my IPod. Feeling confident on taking my mid terms, I began packing everything into my bag. It was then that I was un-happily greeted by three un-pleasent faces.

"Hello, slut." Louis said while grabbing me. Now standing up, my back was against the tree as they blocked me in.

"What do you want?" I whimpered.

"You didn't think we forgot about you running from us at the diner did you?" Zayn smirked.

I looked at them, eyes wide. "B-but I thought Harry-"

"You didn't honestly think that was it, did you?" Harry laughed, followed by the rest. "I hardly even touched you!"

I stood there, wondering if maybe I could push past them. Then I realized that would only make things worse.

"See you after school." Louis said, walking off with his friends.

I bent down and collected my bag. Worry over took me as I knew the routine. There being three of them, they could easily split up after school to wait for me. That way, if I tried to avoid them and sneak home, one of them was bound to see me.

The bell rang, signalling me to get to class. I walked into chemistry and sat in my usual desk in the corner. I watched as the seats began to fill up, Harry predictably sitting himself next to me.

"Hey there, study buddy." He smirked.

I responded by resting my head in my hand and looking down at my desk. This earned a chuckle from Harry.


The ticking of the clock was driving me crazy as I bubbled in my answers. The silence of the room almost driving me mad. Harry of course wasn't helping at all as he bubbled in 'his' answers. With nothing to do for the rest of the period I began to doodle.

I nearly jumped out of my seat as a crumpled up piece of paper un-expectedly made its way onto my desk. I unfolded it and began to read it, trembling at each word.

Thinking about going to Liam's today ;)

I shot my head in his direction only to see him already evilly grinning at me. I began to shake my head, hoping he was only playing mind games with me. He then responded by slowly nodding his head. Remembering what happened the past times I was taken there, I began to worry.

Another piece of paper was then tossed at me.

Don't worry, it'll be fun ;)

The bell rang, and I immediately rushed out, throwing the notes away in the process.

"What's the rush, love?" Harry smirked, stopping me at my locker.

"Please." I basically begged. "Don't make me go there again."

"I don't see why you hate it so much." He smirked, knowing full well I was practically traumatized. "Either way," he continued. "it's already been arranged. Now let's go finish this test." He said, pulling me to our next class.

I went through the same routine as I took my other exam, Harry of course copying most of my answers. The final bell seemed to ring too quickly as the class room rapidly emptied.

I frantically rushed through the crowded halls, trying to think of an escape. I then barged through the girls bathroom and climbed upon the sink, hoisting myself up to the window ledge. I knew they wouldn't open, but sitting up high made me feel safe, even if I was in the girls bathroom.

Time ticked on and I knew I would have to head home. I took one more glance out the window, only to see Zayn and Harry talking to one another on the courtyard. I hopped down and decided to go through one of the side doors, easily avoiding the courtyard and them.

As my feet reached the floor the bathroom door swung open. I was shocked to see the person in front of me. Not for the fact he was a male in the girls restroom, but the fact that male happened to be Louis Tomlinson.

"Trying to skip out on all the fun?" He asked, dragging me out of the building.

"You're such a fucking idiot, I swear." Zayn laughed as Louis and I joined him and Harry.

I gave him a questioning look before Louis continued for him.

"Sitting in front of a window wasn't very smart now was it?" He grinned.

I mentally face palmed myself, realizing he was right. I was then dragged across the parking lot and ushered into Louis' car. Harry and Zayn both sat in the back with me, trapping me between them both.

"You know," Louis said, breaking the silence in the vehicle. "things are probably going to be worse now that you tried to hide from us." I could see him grinning evilly in his rear view mirror, causing me to gulp.

We pulled into an un-pleasently familiar driveway, Zayn and Harry forcefully dragging me out of the vehicle and into the house.

"What took you guys so long?" Liam asked as we entered his room.

"Answer him!" Zayn snapped, harshly slapping me across my face.

"I w-was in the bathroom." I stuttered.

"Hiding in the bathroom." Louis corrected.

"Really?" Liam quizzed, smirking at me. "Well that just won't do."

They all circled around me, causing me to become claustrophobic. They then began to push me around, a new set of hands coming in contact with me every other second. I was then shoved down on my hands and knees, basically kissing a pair of white converse. I looked up to see a chuckling head of curls.

"Sucking up won't get you out of this." He said, laughing at his own joke.

"I wasn't-" I was cut off by being violently kicked in the stomach.

I was then mercilessly beaten by the four over powering males, punch after punch, kick after kick. Every cry of pain only made them come at me harder, telling me not to speak or make any noises. It finally got to the point where my body became numb, almost used to the abuse. That's where they stopped, knowing I wouldn't put up a fight any longer, ruining their fun as they called it.

Liam walked over to me, gripping my chin in his hand so I had to look him in the eyes.

"Good girl." He smirked, releasing my face and walking off. The rest of the boys forced me up, taking me back to the vehicle.

"What did you guys tell Niall this time?" I whispered.

"Video games and studying." Harry grinned.

I nodded my head in his response.

Once home I went straight to my shower. I wanted the feel of their hands and feet off of my skin. Once done with that, I looked my self in the mirror, checking to see if there was anything I needed to cover up with make-up. I didn't want to lie anymore than needed to Niall.

My body ached as I walked back down the stairs, finding Niall watching TV in the living room.

"You alright? You look upset." He said, giving me a puzzling look. He then opened his arms, signaling for me to come and with sit him.

"I'm fine, just tired is all." I said, now crawling into his lap. His arms instantly wrapped around me like a barrier, making me feel safe.

"You must have studied pretty hard. That, or played too many video games." He joked.

If only you really knew, Niall.

"Yeah, I think Harry and I are going to ace those exams." I said, trying to sound enthusiastic.

"You must be working hard." He stated. "Want to go get some ice cream together?"

As great as that sounded, I didn't feel up to getting ice cream tonight. "Sorry, but I'd rather just lay down." I said.

"That's ok. Maybe tomorrow, yeah?"

"Yeah." I smiled.

"Goodnight princess, I love you." He said, gently hugging me.

"Goodnight Ni, I love you too." I smiled before heading back up the stairs.

The softness of my bed seemed to help ease my pain as I tried to sleep. I knew I had nothing to worry about on the rest of my exams, the other subjects seeming to be a bit easier to me. The lack of having to study helped take a portion of stress away, but it also made room for the fear of having to face them again.

"Just four more days." I sighed. "Then I'm on break." The thought of not having to see them without Niall for two weeks put a smile on my face. I was four days away from two weeks in Heaven.

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