You bite your lip nervously as you look up at the school building. You were new, having just started at the school a month ago, but the local bullies had already chosen you as their next victim.

You are afraid.

You've avoided going in to the building for as long as possible, but if you wait any longer, you're going to be late. So, you take a deep breath...and walk inside.

"Well well well," you cringe as you hear the taunting voice of Louis Tomlinson, the one who bullies you most. He's right on time. "Look who decided to show up after all."

"Leave me alone, Louis," you mutter, refusing to look him in the eye.

"What did you just say to me?!" You gasp as you feel Louis' hands on your shoulders. He pushes you up against a set of lockers and you cringe as you hit your head.

"W-We're going to be late," you whisper.

He smirks and looks over at his friend, Liam Payne. "Hear that Liam? The little nerd is afraid of missing class."

Liam only snickers. He never talked much, preferring to let Louis take the lead instead.

"Guess we'll have to teach you a lesson," Louis mimics Liam's smirk as he turns back to look at you. He raises his fist, ready to hit, but before he gets the chance, someone calls his name.

"Louis! Leave her alone!" You look past Louis' shoulder and spot a boy you've never seen before. He's got piercing eyes the color of a forest and dark, messy curls. Louis looks over and snickers. You gasp as he drops you and you fall to the ground.

"What're you going to do about it, Harry?" Louis spits out.

"You know what," Harry smirks. His response confuses you, but you watch as Louis' expression turns concerned.

"You wouldn't."

Harry grins. "Oh, I think you know that I would."

Louis opens his mouth, about to say something, but closes it again. He throws a hateful look your way before storming off, disappearing around a corner. Liam follows close behind. Once they're gone, Harry walks over to you.

"Hey, are you okay?" He helps you to your feet.

"Yeah...how'd you get him to run off like that?" you wonder. The boy grins.

"Last week, I caught him sleeping with Eleanor Calder. I captured a few pictures and it just so happens that Eleanor's father is the principal here. I don't like him picking on anyone, especially not on pretty girls like you, and he knows that I'll show Eleanor's father the pictures if he doesn't listen to me."

"Thank you." you say, relieved.

"No problem. I'm Harry," he properly introduces himself.

You smile at him. "Kennedy."

He returns your smile. "Well Kennedy, how about we get to class, yeah?"