The Freaks

Part 13

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The next few days were great. People were still teasing Louis & Harry but the physical bullying started to die down. Things were getting better. I think people are starting to accept them.

Oh how wrong I was.

On my way to 1st period I stopped to tie my shoe. The bell had rung but I hated my English class. I fucking hated my English class, therefore I didn't care if I was late. I heard laughter coming from down the hall. I hid, in fear of it being a teacher. I saw some familiar features and knew it was the jackasses that beat up my friends. I was about to get up but something told me to stay right where I was.

" You got the stuff?" one freckled boy told I believe his name was Jason? John? JACK. yeah Jack.

"I have my shit, you better have yours" Jack said sternly

"Great now all we have to do is find a way to get that fags boy toy"

"Leave that to me. Louis will realize he should have never messed with me. Now his cock sucker has to pay the price." Jack said.

I couldn't believe what I was hearing.

"I can't wait. Friday is going to be amazing"

Friday? That's when Harry's going to present his story in front of the school. Every year the school hosts an event called Language Arts Week where a couple students present a poem or story. Harry was picked because he was really smart.

He was so excited. I remember him telling me Lou used to do theater and he loved music & poetry. They fit quite well together.

I suddenly felt myself falling and before I could catch myself I fell onto the trash can. It fell with a loud crash and a small squeal escaped my mouth. I knew once Jack and the other guy took one look at me I was dead. I ran and ran as fast as I could.

"Don't look back" I repeatedly told myself which, of course, only made me look back. I looked to see a very angry jock sprinting at me like I had the ball and this was a football match. I run pretty fast when I'm in total fear. I think I was starting to lose him but then I stumbled to the ground after losing my balance. I panicked and saw my only chance of survival. I opened the door, crawled as fast as I could to get inside. I locked the door and panted.

"Don't fucking think you can hide from me! I'll find you" I held my breath at the sound of his harsh words. He was filled with rage
*BANG*

*BANG*

He slammed the door in frustration.

"You will pay the price if you tell. You will regret it" he yelled to no one.

When I finally was able to slip back into class ( which was more than halfway finished) I gathered myself in my thoughts.
What was I going to do? I have to tell Harry. I don't want to see him get hurt but I don't want to make him upset. He worked so hard and is really pumped for this.
I had to find someone to help me. I had to protect my only friends.

I had to tell Liam. He always knows what to do.