"You told him, didn't you?!" the senior growled, lightly shoving the junior into the lockers, "I'm not stupid. I saw that curly haired bitch of yours glaring at me. And that freaking Josh kid that that Tomlinson guy has watching over you told me not to mess with you. You think I wouldn't know?!" he snarled, gripping ahold of the boys collar. "Answer me, dammit!"

"Y-Yes yes I'm sorry!" Harry exclaimed, his heart beating fast out of fright, "d-don't hurt me p-please! I-I have a b-broken rib!" he whimpered, fibbing just a bit to give him a better chance. Which it did, since Zayn let go of him, giving him another shove against the lockers before sauntering off.

"Hey, are you okay?" someone asked, to which Harry flinched, and turned around. He saw the girl that had once picked up his book for him, with the slightly curly brown hair and nice smile. He nodded, and walked off before she could say anything else.

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Harry was forced to actually go to gym that day, for a gym teacher had caught him on his way to the library. Therefore he walked behind him, and entered the locker room, instantly looking for Josh, who found him first.

"Harry? I didn't know you were in gym," he commented.

Harry shrugged, "I never go, I-I don't uhm, like changing in f-front of others," he said quietly, and before anyone could do anything, Zayn strut in with a giant smirk on his face.

"Hey!" he shouted, sounding happy, which was all but a fake smile, "Harry, you actually came to gym! Hey, guys guess what?!" he exclaimed, waiting until most eyes were on him, "Harry here is gay! Probably just came here to watch us all strip down to our boxers!" he called out, causing Harry's jaw to drop. He stared at the wall, not believing anything that was happening. He was just plain confused, because everyone was either grimacing at him with disgust or wearing emotionless expressions. And he didn't know why they were suddenly going "seriously?" and "really?" and "what the hell?". He thought they all mostly already knew since he and Louis had kissed a few times in the hall. He couldn't believe what was happening.

"Yea, he's probably eye-raping everyone right now," Zayn chuckled sickly, and Harry's eyes welled up with tears as he sped out of the locker room, hating that teacher who forced him there in the first place and hating Zayn for doing what he had just done.

"I should've known!" he mumbled to himself, slumping down against the wall inside the bathroom. He didn't think of it at the time, but now that he did, he knew that Zayn wouldn't have let him off easily.

Danielle had been exiting the girls locker room, which was across from the boys, when Harry ran out in tears. So naturally she ran after him, pushing a boy aside as he tried to go into the hall bathroom, "my friend ran in here, I'm checking on him," she said before closing the door and locking it.

Harry though, was still on the ground, tugging his curls and screwing his eyes shut, shaking his head side to side in disagreement with the voices.

"Harry?" Danielle sunk down next to him.

Now truly no one likes you

Open your cuts now, let them bleed

Cut yourself even more

Hurt yourself

Go kill yourself even

"No!" Harry exclaimed, pushing his hands against his ears, wanting the voices to quit.

Tell Danielle to go away

Tell everyone you love to go away

Tell Louis not to talk to you anymore, call him

He hates you anyway

Everyone does

"Stop stop stop stop stop," he sobbed, giving up, letting the voices in his head torment him as the girl at his side hugged him, trying to sooth the boy until he finally passed out.

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The next few chapters will mostly be fillers so they won't be very long, can't wait to get to the big part