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It took me a whole day, Sunday, to process that Harry told me he was 'so sorry'.
                          
Holy shit.
                          
I never thought I'd see the day come honestly.
                          
He's been bullying me ever since 6th grade when I came to school in a pink, sparkly, fluffy, princess, ballerina tutu.
                          
The bullying all became a lot less when Liam asked me out in mid March of freshman year, but still.
                          
Harry's always hated me and bullied me, but now he says he's sorry?
                          
I mean was it because I was almost having a mental break down in front of him? Was it because he has to come to my house every weekend now since mom, mama, and Anne made it an every weekend thing when Anne's in town for it and not away on business? Or did he truly mean it?
                          
I mean it's Wednesday and no hurtful words or abuse.
                          
Am I actually going to make a third week in a row with no bullying?
                          
That would truly be the life.
                          
Truly. 
                          
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Now it's Friday and still nothing.
                          
I'm truly happy.
                          
I mean I'm in bliss. I haven't been harmed or hated on in so long that it feels like a life time ago actually.
                          
I know it's weird and I shouldn't set my hopes so high only to get them crushed, but still. I'm happy and I'm going to milk this happiness for awhile. I think I deserve this yes?
                          
I sure as hell think I do. My body sure as hell thinks I do. Even my brain sure as hell thinks I do. So yeah no judging alright? I'm in paradise.
                          
"You know you've been really happy for a few weeks now." Niall commented as we walked from lunch to our next class.
                          
"Really?" I asked not really knowing I was actually giving off a happy vibe.
                          
"Yeah." Niall nodded. "You know, it's nice to see you smile so much."
                          
"Why?" I asked with a blush creeping up from embarrassment.
                          
"Because I like to see my brother smile." Niall said to me and I could tell he truly meant it.
                          
"Thanks." I said smiling for him. "Why do you like it?"
                          
"Because it's pure sunshine."
                          
"Your the sunshine." I said pointing to him. "The blonde bright hair, Clover."
                          
"Your smile masters out my bright hair Louis."
                          
"How?"
                          
"The way your eyes crinkle." he said poking the crinkle. "And how your small dimple shows." he said poking that as well. "And because your cheeks turn red." he said poking those too. "Pure gold. Pure sunshine."
                          
"You're embarrassing me Ni."
                          
"Why? I'm just trying to show my brother how special he is and how happy he makes me when he actually smiles. I hate to see that sunshine turn into a rain storm when you frown."
                          
I smiled small at that.
                          
"I love you Niall."
                          
"Awe stop." he joked.
                          
"No seriously. You're the best brother anyone could ask for."
                          
"Awe thanks Louis. I love you too."
                          
"Alright well sorry to ruin the moment but I need to get to class."
                          
"Oh yeah, same." he nodded. "Bye Lou bear."
                          
"By Clover." I laughed and then turned to walk away.
                          
That literally put me in the best mood ever. Niall is such an amazing brother.
                          
But my mood turned sour when Zayn slammed me against a locker in the empty halls.
                          
No no no no no. Not this again. I thought this stopped. God no. Please no.
                          
I looked and saw all of Harry's friends around watching, except, Harry wasn't in sight.
                          
"We haven't got to do anything to you in a while faggot." Zayn said and slammed me to the locker again.
                          
There's the word I haven't missed at all.
                          
"Yeah I miss pounding on you." Michael said and kicked me in the shin and I cringed.
                          
"Yeah being suspended for three weeks from painting dicks all over the school walls really let us build up the power to hurt you twink." Ashton said and kicked my other shin. I yelped in pain.
                          
That's why I never saw them for three weeks.
                          
"Yeah fairy." Luke said punching me right in the stomach.
                          
I bent over from the pain of getting hit in the stomach.
                          
I was definitely not happy anymore.
                          
"Come on boys." Zayn said taking a hold of me. "I think the queer really needs a shower to get all the blood off." he said and they all started to drag me to the toilets.
                          
I was crying and telling them to stop, but every time I would speak out they'd just punch me or kick me and tell me to shut the fuck up.
                          
They dragged me into the stall and Zayn dunked my head into the toilet. I didn't have time to get air so I was sucking in water and I could feel my lungs filling up with water.
                          
I was drowning in a toilet.
                          
Never thought I'd say that.
                          
But it hurt like fucking hell.
                          
I wanted to cry but couldn't. I tried to push Zayn off but couldn't. I tried to scream but couldn't. I was trapped with water filling my lungs.
                          
I was going dizzy and I felt light headed. I felt like I was going to throw up but I new that wouldn't help. I could feel my face turning deep blue and my kicks and cries for helps stopped.
                          
I then suddenly stopped moving all together.
                          
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So.............How's the weather?
                          
Please like and comment! Thanks for reading guys :) ~Ash