{I was an angel,Living in the garden of evil,Screwed up, scared, doing anything that I needed, Shining like a fiery beacon}

Niall painfully walked towards his second period class. He spotted his friend Leroy and sat next to him.

Leroy gave a funny look at Niall."Something crawled up you're bum Niall?" Leroy questioned, snickering. Niall gave Leroy a death stare.

"Shut up, I don't wanna talk about."

"Why are you limping so much? You only had one c0ck inside you right?"

Niall didn't look at Leroy. While Leroy made a small gasp.

"Niall, don't tell me you had a freaking threesome in the bathroom!" Leroy yelled whisper.

"No! I'm not some whore machine, I just had intercourse with two people in the bathroom." Mumbled Niall, fixing his shirt.

"I need to sign you up for sexual addict rehab because you seriously have issues."

Niall groaned, "I don't have a problem, Harry caught me with another guy and...."

"He put you in you're place by showing you who can do you right." Leroy added, sighing.

Mr. Spencer walks into class. "Niall Horan, I need a word with you for being late to my first period class."

"Why couldn't you take me out of math class instead of art?" Niall questioned groaned, walking out the classroom.

"Because, I know math makes you suffer and Art is far more easier to pass." Mr. Spencer snickered.

Niall and Mr. Spencer walked inside his empty classroom. Niall sat in front of his desk.

"Niall you need to stop being late to my class, you're attendance is poor and by adding more tardiness towards you're grade isn't helping anyone." Mr. Spencer snaps, typing away at his computer.

Niall got up from his desk and sat on Mr. Spencer lap.

"Niall! Stop this instincts, this is completely wrong."

"Relax Mr. Spencer, I just wanna make you a deal, I will ride you and you can forget about me being late to you're class." Niall whispers seductively in the teacher ear.

Niall felt the teacher hardened under him. "Well it's seems teacher jr wants to accept the deal." Niall grinned, taking off Mr.spencer belt off from his pants and take his pants off.

****

Zayn finally found his second period class and stormed inside the art room.

"Sorry I'm late, I'm new here at this school." Zayn says timidly.

"It's fine, what's you're name young man?"

"Zayn."

"I'm Ms. Nichole the art teacher, please sit next to Leroy in the back." She smiled kindly. Zayn smiled back and walked towards the back, but someone extended their foot out and made Zayn trip on the floor. The class booms with laughter.

"Quiet! Class, now you will have extra homework! You don't know treat a new students with such a negative manner." Ms. Nicole snaps, making the class quiet. She helps Zayn get up from the floor and hands him his glasses.

"Thank you for helping me." Zayn whispers, embarrassed,

"You're welcome and don't worry, I won't allow bullying in my class. You don't have to the extra homework, I will give you credit." She whispers at the end. Zayn nods gratefully and takes a seat next to Leroy.

"You alright?" Leroy questioned, putting his hand on Zayn's back.

Zayn nodded, he didn't want to speak. He felt the urge to cry because He doesn't want to made fun of.

"Don't you dare cry, just squeeze my hand ok? You won't let those pricks win."

Zayn gave Leroy a weak smile and squeezed his hand a little. It helped with resisting the urge to let the tears flow from his face.

"Better?"

Zayn nodded. "Yeah, thank you."

"It's no problem, it's what are friends are for." Leroy chuckled.

Zayn gasp a little, his eyes wide like an owl. Once he heard friend, it made him feel like he's on top of the world. He never really had a true friend that wanted to hang out or even talk to him.

Leroy notices Zayn's reaction. "Did I say something wrong?"

"You want to be friends with me?" Zayn questioned in disbelief.

"Of course silly, why wouldn't I?"

"It's just, I haven't had a friend and you're going to be my first real friend." Zayn says emotional, his eyes getting teary eyed.

"SLAY! Omg yes, it's a truly an honored to be you're friend Zayn, your so charming and nice to talk too."

Zayn was about to say something, but was cut off by the teacher.

Alright class, I want you to draw something that's impacted you're life in a positive way." Ms. Nicole chirps, clicking her heels around the classroom, then sitting back at her seat. Zayn started to draw Trisha, she's the only person who been so kind and nice to him, he made an extra effort to get the details into the his drawing. Art was always a outlet for Zayn to express what he felt whether is was good or bad.

"Dude, you can draw really well." Leroy mumbled, staring fondly at Zayn's drawing.

"You really think so?" Zayn questioned, taking a side glance at Leroy. Zayn isn't the time of person to flaunt his art, it just drawing comes naturally to him. Zayn needs feedback, because he doesn't see what other people admire about his art work. Aurora consistently broke Zayn's mind into thinking anything but negative thoughts about his art, and made doubting his ability more of a flaw in his mind.

"Don't act all innocent with me Zayn, you're drawing is spectacular, who are you drawing?"

Zayn debated to say it was his mom Trisha or would just say her name without the mom label on it.

"Trisha." Zayn says in a normal voice.

"Who is she to you?" Leroy pressed further. Zayn became nervous and didn't want Leroy to know that he's adopted, Zayn doesn't want to be called a freak because his real mom and dad didn't want him.

"Just Trisha." Zayn said, in a protective tone, while continuing to draw. Leroy just nodded, he didn't want to keep bickering at Zayn.

The school bell rang and all the students started to pack.

"Alright class, finish this assessment for homework and your extra homework assessment is to draw you're tv in a very detail way." Ms.Nicole says smirking. The class groaned. Zayn was smiling because he didn't have to do the extra assessment.

"Thanks a lot Zayn, you made us have an extra assessment! No one doesn't want you around in this school, you will be forever alone." Sneered the boy who tripped Zayn, Zayn bowing his head down, feeling small by the remarks of being alone.

"Hey Arnold, don't get your panties in a twist, you're the one who tripped my friend Zayn here, so it's actually you're fault you big idiot." Sassed Leroy, snapping his fingers multiply times. Zayn smiles fondly at Leroy not only for sticking up for him but calling him his friend.

Arnold gave a glaring attitude at both Leroy and Zayn, then walked out of the classroom. Zayn looked at his schedule and made his way towards his next class.

****

Three classes later, it was time for lunch, and Zayn is happy that gets to eat something and not have another class. Zayn got in line and got his tray of food and muster up the courage to sit with new people, he placed his tray with a bunch of guys, but all the guys at the table glared at Zayn and left the table. Zayn felt heartbroken, how they didn't even give him a chance to talk and he just wanted was more friends.

Niall walked into the cafeteria with a bad limp that made him walk super slow, he regretted riding the teacher just to be excused for being late. Niall also changed his clothes to a tank top and shorts. It made him feel comfortable. Niall notice an intense stare coming from Harry who's sitting at a table full of girls. Niall walked towards the line to get his food but Harry stopped him.

"Why the hell did you change you're shirt to a tank top?" Harry snapped.

Niall avoided Harry's eyes. "Harry, I just wanted to be comfortable."

Harry chuckle bitterly. "You better put on a regular shirt, because you're exposing too much skin, I don't want horny guys looking at you."

Niall rolled his eyes. "Harry, I'm tired and I just want to relax and eat my lunch."

Niall was about to walk away from Harry, but he grabbed Niall's arm.

"When did the hell you get muscle in you're arms!?" Harry questioned, feeling up on Niall's arm with wide eyes.

Niall blushed and chuckle a little at Harry's reaction, as he looks like a little kid in a candy store, as he pokes Niall's arm.

"When did you started to grow chest hair! Are you trying to make me hard, and you're nipples are showing. I'm sorry, but you have to change to a regular shirt." Harry says in an nervous tone like he was going to combust in his pants at any moment.

"Alright Harry, I will change." Niall says happily. Niall was stunned on how his body had such an effect on him.

Niall left the lunchroom, as Harry stared at his bum, debating on to follow him and pound into him senseless in the bathroom stall, but Harry shook his head and sat down on a table.

Leroy strutted into the lunchroom like a model, he scanned for his new friend Zayn, but he notice lots of stares on Zayn, Leroy knows Zayn doesn't think like a normal horny teenager, Zayn's to innocent and Leroy doesn't want Zayn to be tainted. He marched towards the people that are giving eye raping stares at Zayn.

"Keep it in you're pants and don't look or talk to him got it!" Leroy snaps, then goes to mostly every booth table recopying his sentence and finally sitting across from Zayn.

"Why were you yelling at those people?" Zayn questioned, swinging his feet back and fourth.

"Oh nothing, just telling them they have horrible taste in fashion and I would write them a report if they don't change." Leroy faked smiled.

"Oh, is my outfit ok?" Zayn asked, timidly. He doesn't like bad criticism, Zayn is not strong enough to handle evil words being thrown at him, he survived the evil Aurora sour ways of making him feel bad, words will always have an effect on Zayn good or bad.

"Oh don't worry Darlin, you're outfit is sickening good, the Marilyn Monroe tank top and those jeans! Hunny, you will have people gagging in California, if they see you like this."

Zayn smiled brightly at Leroy's comment. "Thank you, I'm not a fashion person, but I do try.

Leroy shakes his head sideways. "Baby boy, you got it all wrong. You must dress to impress for you're self, don't worry what people will say about you're look. Just brush off the haters off and keep walking." Leroy says snapping his finger.

Zayn nodded and thought about Leroy's words, he always thought about impressing others to get people to like him, but he never felt like himself. He takes Leroy's advice into consideration.

"So, how do you like West Kilos high school so far?" Leroy questions, taking out a piece of gum, unwrapping it and put it in his mouth.

"It's good so far, It's better than my old high school, they were really mean too me, I mean students here are kinda mean to me, but not as cruel as my old high school." Zayn says sadly, recalling the harsh words of ugly and hideous being used to bring down his self esteem.

"Oh, don't dwell on the past Zayn, just think of what you have now, a new fabulous friend by you're side named Leroy." Leroy says rapidly chewing and popping his gum. Making Zayn jump a little and giggling in excitement.

Leroy notices Zayn's reactions and smiles. "You want a piece of gum?" Leroy questioned, digging into his pocket and taking out a sour patch Stride gum and handing it to Zayn.

Zayn gives a goofy smile to Leroy and takes the gum. "Sure."

"Don't choke now, I don't know CPR, if you die don't haunt me."

"Ok, who was that kid that made that joke in Health class?" Zayn questioned, trying to get used to the sourness of the gum on his virgin tongue .

Leroy arches his eyebrows up. "Oh, you mean Niall? He's a nice lad, but he gets way to involved in physical activities, if you catch my drift."

"Drift? Are you cold or something? Tomorrow I can bring a small blanket for you, or a sweater for you."

Leroy face palms himself with his hands and chuckles to himself, Leroy adores Zayn's innocent confusion, but will reframe from exposing the dark truth of Niall being a slut.

"A little cold, but I'm fine now."

"Ok." Zayn smiles. "Where is Niall anyway?"

"Probably getting pounded." Leroy murmured.

"Pounded?" Zayn questioned, resting his hand on his chin.

Leroy nervously gulped. "I meant to say Niall getting pound cake, yea he's getting pound cake from a vending machine it's very delicious." Leroy says nervously chuckling, popping his gum multiple times.

The school bell rang and students got up to throw away their trays and heads towards whatever class they have left.

"Leroy, would you like to come to my house and we can watch tv?" Zayn questioned nervously, Zayn didn't want to be all clingy, but he wanted a new friend he can hang out at his new home.

"I thought you never ask, I will waiting outside in front of the school, see you around Zayn." Leroy says getting up leaving the lunchroom.

****

Zayn's final two classes went by really quickly, Zayn wasn't really paying attention, all he could think about is going to home to see Trisha and introducing Leroy as his first new friend. Everything today is going perfect and Zayn can't be any happier. Zayn exited the school and spotted Leroy, they both walked along the sideway and headed to Zayn's house.

****

"Hello Zayn, how was you're first day of school?" Trisha asked kindly, opening the front door.

"It's was great, I even made a new friend. Can he stay over for a little while?" Zayn questioned, nervously walking inside.

"Of course he can." Trisha smiled. She was glad that Zayn made a new friend.

"My name is Leroy."

"It's nice to met you, I'm Trisha, please come in." Ushered Trisha, and Leroy walked inside.

"Zayn, you're new clothes and school materials are in you're room, why don't you organize you're items with Leroy."

"Sounds perfect, thank you for everything." Zayn says, then hugging her, then walks upstairs with his Leroy right behind me.

Leroy gasp. "Zayn! You're mom brought you clothes from forever 21! I live for that store." Leroy beams, walking over and examining Zayn's clothes. Zayn chuckles and starts to out his new school supplies into his brand new bookbag, while Leroy helped put Zayn's clothes into closet.

"Zayn, can I ask you question, but promise me you won't get mad?"

"Ok." Zayn mumbles.

"Remember you're drawing of Trisha? How come you called her by her name instead of you're mom?"

Zayn sighted and sat down on his bed, playing with his fingers. "Trisha is not my real mom, I'm adopted by her, I just didn't want you to be weirded out that I don't have real family."

"Trisha is you're real family, doesn't have to be blood related that makes a family. The love and care for Trisha made me think she was you're real mom. She may not be you're real mom, but she sure knows how to act like a real mom towards you."

Zayn felt warm inside, he thought Leroy didn't want to be his friend anymore. Zayn got up from the bed and hugged Leroy tightly.

"Thank you Leroy, for taking a chance to be my friend, I didn't know how I could be so happy with you by my side." Zayn choked out, he didn't want to cry, but his feelings were overloaded with happiness.

Lerory kissed Zayn's forehead and rub his back. "It's what friends are for, you don't have to thank me Zayn, you're just a really good person who need friends and a family, you have it now."

"Are you hungry?" Zayn questioned, breaking the hug.

"No, but I have to go home." Leroy frown.

"So soon?"

Lerory nodded his head. "Yeah, but I promise, I will come over the weekend, if you want me to."

"Yeah of course." Zayn smiled patting Leroy back and walking downstairs to the kitchen.

"Trisha, Leroy has to leave now." Zayn says in a sad tone.

Trisha frowned. "Leroy would you like to stay for dinner."

"I wish I could, but I forgot my family is visiting over today."

"Oh ok, I will walk you out, Zayn, my friend just came over to visit me, can you please introduce you're self to him?"

Zayn nodded and hug Leroy goodbye. Leroy exited Zayn's house, but to be stop by Trisha.

"I wanted to tell you that Zayn's birthday is on Sunday and I was wondering can you come?" Trisha questioned in a pleading way.

Leroy smiled. "Of course, I can. I will bring a present for Zayn as well."

That's wonderful! Do you have any other friends you can invite?"

"I can invite my other friend Niall as well, but Zayn doesn't really know him."

"Yes bring Niall with you, they can introduce themselves at the party. Zayn doesn't know about his secret birthday party on Sunday, so please keep it between us and Niall. Trisha pleaded.

"Ok, my lips are seal, omg I have a great idea, how about we go and buy the stuff for Zayn's birthday now, but tell Zayn you have to drive me home."

"Leroy that's a wonderful idea, let me get my keys." Trisha gushes, quickly walking inside her home, to sees Zayn drinking milk and sitting down at the table.

"Zayn, did you introduce yourself to my friend who is sitting in the living room, like asked you too?"

"Oh, I forgot I'm sorry."

"It's ok, I will be taking Leroy home, I will be out for a while." Trisha says grabbing her car keys.

Zayn nodded and went to the living room.

"Hello, you must be Zayn." The man greeted.

"Yes, what's you're name?"

"Louis, it's nice to finally meet you, Trisha wouldn't stop talking about." Louis says chucking.

"Good things, I hope." Zayn mumbles sitting next to Louis, but not too close.

"She didn't tell me how hot you are." Louis whispers to himself, eye raping Zayn up and down. Zayn feels uncomfortable being around Louis.

"How long did you know Trisha." Zayn asked breaking the silents.

"For a few years, we met in high school, we are really close friends."

"That's great." Zayn says nervously, drumming his fingers on his knees.

"Do you work out?" Louis questioned, biting his lip.

"No, it's just my old foster home, Aurora rarely fed me, so I look really skinny."

"Oh, you poor thing." Louis says rolling his eyes.

"Well, I should be going do some homework, see you Louis." Zayn rapidly said and quickly leaving.

"No so fast!" Louis snap, making Zayn stop and turned around.

"What?"

"You don't what me boy, now you sit back down." Louis growled. Zayn sat on the couch and started to shake a little. Louis made Zayn felt so nervous around Louis.

"When I meant sit down, I was implying my lap." Louis smirks. Zayn gave a scared look towards Louis.

"I'm much for comfortable on the couch." Zayn reasoned.

"Do you want something to happen to Trisha? Let's say she accidentally falls down the stairs, if you don't come here and sit on my god damn lap," Louis growled. That made Zayn get up and sat on Louis's lap.

Louis watched as Zayn breathing went fast, like if he was panting. It made Louis super hard underneath Zayn.

"You won't be needing this." Louis says taking of Zayn's tank top making Zayn whimper and put his arms around himself.

"You're such a lier Zayn, you have a really hot body, you don't work out, yeah right." Louis grins, placing his hand on Zayn's chest.

"N-No Stop!" Zayn pleaded.

"Shut up, I'm going to have some fun with you, now touch wants in-between my pants." Louis growls. Zayn shivered and looked down at Louis's pants and see something big.

"I-I don't want to, please I just wanna do homework." Zayn cries, tears coming down his face.

Louis heard the front door unlock and he roughly put Zayn's tank top back on and push him to the floor.

"Tell anyone and I will hurt Trisha, do you understand me!?" Louis snarled, Zayn whimpered and nodded.

"Louis, can you give me hand with the bags, please." Trisha shouted.

"Of course I can." Louis says sweetly. Zayn stared at Louis with a frown and stormed upstairs and went into his room and locked himself inside.

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My poor zaynie :(

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Dedication goes to ZaynJpayne for getting me obssessed with writing inncoent Zayn.