Liam's P.O.V

Today it's raining again. Not outside but inside of me. It always does. Maybe you think you know how it feels. That every day is grey and rainy. But I bet you don't know how it is for me. 'Cause I think most people have a friend or someone there for them to hold an umbrella for them the rainy days. I don't.

It's been like this all day since I started third grade. Now my time in school is almost done, and I still haven't found an umbrella. Just more people who've decided that they can throw buckets of water at me instead of protecting me from the rain. My life sucks.
There's only one small light in my darkness and that is my love for music, it helps me a lot. But still not enough...
So this is what I'm dealing with.

The class room door opened and everyone was let in. As usual Andy and his friends slipped, or scuffed themselves past me. As usual I got to my seat in the back of the classroom and as usual no one cared for me sitting very alone.
"Hi, welcome to this geography lesson" Mrs Cole spoke. "Today I would like to introduce you to your new classmate" she put her hand on the shoulder of a boy, that I hadn't noticed before, who stood in the front of the classroom.
"He just moved here from Ireland and I want you all to be nice to him. Would you like to tell your new classmates anything about Yourself?" Mrs Cole asked the boy. The boy who was quite short and had a charming smile placed on his lips ran a hand through  his blonde hair before he turned to the class.
"Well I'm um, from Ireland...moved to Wolverhampton a week ago. My name's Niall and well I kind of like music and stuff..." He said quite nervous, but his broad Irish accent still rang very loud in the room.
"Thanks Niall, why don't you sit there" mrs Cole said and pointed at my end of the classroom, to the chair beside me. "Beside Liam" No! I thought, why? But Niall just smiled and nodded. As he stared to walk towards me I heard Andy whisper.
"How ugly..." Good for Niall he didn't seem to hear them.

Niall's P.O.V

I walked towards the back of the classroom, towards the chair my new teacher had pointed at. The chair beside the not very happy looking boy. Wonder why he's not happy. When I sat down beside him I saw him looking at me from the corner of my eye and turned my head towards him, giving him a smile. He didn't give me one back 'cause he had turned his head away from me. I wanna know why he isn't happy.

People that doesn't enjoy life misses something, if you ask me. I've always been the type that laughs at everything that just enjoy things as they are and tries not to worry about things that will come later. I think everyone should do that, you really do miss something when you don't go out of your comfort-zone sometimes and try new things.
I'm gonna make this boy smile I told myself.
Geography is kinda my favorite subject but this lesson I was kind of distracted, of the almost sleeping looking boy beside me. The boy who I hoped would be my friend.

Liam's P.O.V

I didn't turn to Niall again that lesson, he doesn't seem to be my type. Too...happy? Too smiling. I think I have started to dislike smiles by now. Because everyone I see smiling smiles down at me often sitting on the ground surrounded by my bullies. Niall's smiling face looking down at me laughing is a vision I don't see too impossible...

When the bell rang I left my seat slowly. Letting almost everyone leave the classroom before I took my bag. At the door mrs Cole stopped me.
"Liam can I talk to you please?" I turned around not answering, but she knew I meant yes.
"I think you should take this chance to make a new friend" she said. Do I want to try to become friend with someone who is very likely to start bullying me like everyone else?
"Yeah..." I mumbled.
"Good" mrs Cole said and put her hand on my shoulder. "You can do it"
I can't... And I won't.

I walked outside as it was a break now and headed towards the end of the schoolyard, planning to go home before the next lesson. No signs of Andy's group and, no signs of Niall, good. I felt my mood get a little better, but it was pushed down to the bottom when I heared a voice behind me.
"Where are you going then Payne?" It was to late to run so I just stopped. Waiting for the blow. And not soon later it came. I felt a kick in my side and someone grabbing my neck and locking me in a tight grip.
It surprises me that no teacher of other staff has noticed theese little frights that Andy's group cause. But anyway they haven't.
"Will you ever learn that you won't get away from us?" Andy spat. He stood infront of me with an evil smile placed on his lips. I felt his best friend Dylan's breathing in my neck. Obviously he's the one holding me, he's the strongest.
I didn't answer Andy's question and I don't think that's what he excpected. He just kept smiling and walked around me and Dylan, stopping behind me. I felt hands reach out for my bag and opening it. I didn't stop Andy. By now I've learned that trying to stop them is to no use. After all they're four guys, I'm one.
"What stupid things have you packed today then?" Andy asked and started to dig in my bag.
"Stupid book" he said throwing my chemistrybook on the ground in front of me. He put his foot on it and scratched it hard, making the pages dirty and crincled.
Stupid ass, I thought, still not struggling against Dylan. I was just happy if they didn't find my music block.
In not very long Andy had thrown schoolbooks, pencils, my quite useless cellphone, and my IPod to the ground. I knew it wasn't much left in that bag now and hoped with all of my heart that he would decide that he was done now. But no.
"Hah! What's this? Looks like little Li is writing diary" By now more people had joined us and had formed a ring around me, Andy and his stupid three mates. Andy laughed and stepped back so I could see him. He opened the green book, reading. A grin formed on this lips.
"What is this?" he asked. "Song lyrics?" I didn't reply. Andy gave me a look.
"He asked you something!" Dylan said and tightened his grip around my neck.
"But I don't want to answer. If you're so smart I think you can figure it out be yourselves" I said. Dylan shook me hard at my words but Andy seemed calm.
"Yeah actually I think we can" he said and turned around to face the people around us. As if this was some kind of circus.
"What do you think about that I read a few sentences and you guess what you think it is?" Everyone laughed but nodded. I felt tears slowly fill my eyes.
"I know you've never loved the crincles by your eyes when you smile, you've never loved your stomach or you're thighs. The dimples in your back at the bottom of your spine, but I love them endlessly" Andy read. Some people in the crowd around us laughed.
"Sounds like a lovesong!" A girl from my class, Hannah, said. Andy nodded.
"A stupid and not beautiful lovesong" he said. "What about next one"
Hearing your own song lyrics being read up in school infront of lots of people that you don't want to hear is awful. And even more awful when it is your bullies who read, and gives everything you've worked with and felt quite satisfied with a comment about how bad they Think it is.
"Wait" Oscar from the paralellclass suddenly said, when Andy had read a sentence from the song I'd decided to call More than this.
"Do you think he-" Oscar pointed at me. "-has written all this stuff" A loud laugh escaped from the group of girls and Andy grinned.
"Have you written this?" he asked me.
Full of anger I didn't have the power to just stand there in Dylan's grip while my songs got dissed. I kicked Dylan's leg as hard as I could and managed to get out of his grip. Without thinking I jumped at Andy, pulled my book out of his dirty hands and yanked him to the ground. He was all unprepared so I magaged to hit him a few times before he could protect himself.
A hard kick in my side by Andy's shoe made me roll off him.
"Fight fight fight!" the students in the ring started to shout. As fast as I could I punched Andy in the face and a cracking sound was herd when I hit his nose. Blood steamed from it.
"Ahhh!" he screamed and jumped at me pushing me to the ground. Next thing I felt was pain in my sides, punches in my stomach and headache. Desperately I held up my arms to protect myself from Andy's punches and the headache slightly disappeared when Andy's fists were stopped from reaching my head.
I managed to kick his knee, making him fall off me. I tried to stand up but Dylan, Max and Steven was over me. All of them pushed and tried to pinn me to the ground. After a few seconds Andy came to help them.
This is usually how my fights with this group ends. Me at the ground, they punching until they feel done with teaching me a lesson or when I become unconsious. This time didn't seem to be different.

Niall's P.O.V

When the lesson ended I went outside not really knowing what to do. I hadn't said anything to Liam, just thought that he might come out soon. I had started with walking around the school, just checking the surroundings. Well it seemed to be nice. Not just as green as in Mullingar. A big schoolyard  with many students standing in groups talking. When I had walked around the school two laps I hadn't seen Liam even once. Where could he be. Were you allowed to go home during breaks? That sounded like something the boy who'd sat beside me in the classroom would do. I walked over to a group of girls standing in one end of the schoolyard.

They were looking at their phones at the time and I had to speak quite loud to make them notice me.
"Hey I'm new here" I said. That felt a little strange 'cause in my old school I was one of the students who knew most about the school. Much because my older brother Greg attended the same school and could tell me about all the corridors and places. So it felt quite weired to not know anything here.
"I just wondered if you're allowed to leave the schoolarea at breaks?"
The girls looked up from their phones when they heard my question and studied me for a little while before answering.
"Yes you are" a brunette one said asd turned away as soon as she had answered. That felt a little strange. I was kind of used to that people wanted to talk with me.
"Andy's beating up the baby again? Shall we take a look" I heard another of the girls say. They started to walk towards the entrance to the schoolyard where I saw that a ring had formed. Quie many students stood there so I couldn't see what happened inside the ring. Strange that I hadn't noticed it until now. Usually I was in the centre of things that happened in school.
I followed the girls to the ring and heard cheers when we came closer.
"Fight fight fight!" So that's what happened. The girls seemed to be popular because others standing and looking let them throught to get better places. I followed them and suddenly found myself standing in the front watching five people rolling around on the ground. Around them I saw things, such as books and an IPod, one the ground.
A fight five agains five was something I hadn't seen before. Quite rare? But then I realised something. They weren't five agains five, but four agains one. That's so unfair. And very low.
I suddenly realised an open book laying at my feet. I bent down and picked it up. On the pages there were written long lines that I suddenly understood where songs. Someone writing songs? That sounds really cool.
I closed the book to see if there was a name on it, and it was.
Liam Payne
So... Liam's writing his own songs. I suddenly realised that it must be Liam all thees fat, cowards were fighting. Was he bullied? Was that the reason he was so sad?
Without thinking I put his songbook in the big pocket of my jacket and shouted.
"Stop it! You're just cowards!" for a second the fight stopped. A boy I recognized from my own class looked up at me. His eyes quivered at me.
"No one needs you, go back to Ireland!" He turned back to his prey but before he gave into the fight again he looked up at me again.
"You know you're hair is very bad dyed! You did it by yourself?" He was just going to punch the body, in the bottom of the pile, that must be Liam when I reached out for his arm. I pulled it in the opposite direction from were Liam was.
He rolled off from the pile and to the ground. Again without really thinking I grabbed the other boys and pulled them of Liam. The reason I managed to get them all off him I think is because they were all so chocked of what happened. I guess no one has stopped their fights before, others than themselves.
With an easy pull by his arm I got Liam to his feet.
He looked quite bad but I believe he's been worse. Usch...
Without saying a word to anyone I led Liam out of the ring. Some people tried to puch us but I just walked faster.
"YOU'RE A SHIT! STUPID FAKE BLONDE!" I heard someone shout.
"Not as stupid as you!" I shouted without turning back.

Moments later I got myself and Liam inside. I quickly found an empty corridor. I made Liam sit down at a bench that stood along one of the walls. He sat quiet just staring at the floor. I just studied him for a while. He had some bruises in his face, one was really purple and seemed to hurt a lot. Luckily I could see no blood, but his trousers had a really big scratch at the knee and his skin was a little red.
He still stared at the ground, I would have given much to know what was going on inside his head.
After sitting quiet for some minute I opened my mouth.
"How are you feelin'? I asked.
"Fine" he said his voice cracking. "Thanks to you..."
I smiled but to sadly he didn't return it this time either. We were quiet again, but to my surprise he was the first to speak.
"Why did you do it?" he asked and  for the first time he looked into my eyes. I didn't know what to answer. 'Because I pitied you' sounds...not good. Well I guess I just have to go for the thruth now.
"Because I want to be your friend" I said and was happy to see a smile form on his lips. Sadly his answer wasn't what I had excpected.
"No one wants to be my friend. And if. Someone should want to, he or she would be bullied too. I don't think anyone wants that. Do you?"
"No of course not. But I wouldn't let that risk stop me from making friends. If you're two getting bullied together it's easier than being alone" I sais hoping that my reply would change Liam's thoughs.
But instead he suddenly looked worried. He looked wildly around himself before he let his head hang low.
"Shit..." I heard him whisper. "All my songs..." I could barely hear him but I think I knew what he searched for. I pulled the green notebook out of my pocket.
"Your songs seem really good" I said and put the book in his lap. He looked at it, stunned.
"Thanks..." he picked it up and opened it, read. Then he looked up me.
"You're read it?" his voice sounded slightly worried.
"Just a little. The little I could read before I had to stop that bastard from hitting you" to my surprise Liams lips formed into a smile. He froze, still smiling and I think he kind of drifted away to another world.
"What?" I said when I thought he could might come back.
"Nothing, you're just funny..." he mumbled. I felt a nice feeling raise inside me, proudness? I had made it, he was happy. Or at least happier than I think he's been in years. We were quiet again before Liam slowly said.
"You like music too, don't you?"
"If I do. I love it!" I said.
"Are you playing instruments, or writing songs, or just singing?" he asked. I could hear by his voice that he felt a little embarrased or something, while asking me this. I guess he's not really used to 'talk' to other people, and especially not someone who 'wants' to become his friend.
"Yeah, I like singing, I play the guitar and I'm trying to write songs. Although mine aren't even half as good as yours" I said. a nervous laugh escaped Liam's lips. A nervous but nice laugh, I liked it and felt happy that I had made him laugh.
"I bet yours are very good" he said. "I have quite much problems with writing melodys for my songs, the lyrics is more like my thing"
"Can I look in your book?" I said. "and hope I can look in it without being distracted this time" I smiled so did Liam as he passed the book to me Wow he really opened himselp now, that went faster than I had thought.

I opened the book and let my eyes wander through All the lyrics. My eyes stopped at the lyrics for the song Liam had decided to call summer love. A little note in the corner of the page told me that this was one of the songs he hadn't a melody for. 'No music!' It said. Maybe I could figure out something I thought. After all I like doing melodys. With quite many chords at the chorus.

"Can't believe you're packing your bags
Tryin so hard not to cry
Had the best time and now it's the worst time
But we have to say goodbye"

That sounded pretty good I thought. I looked up to see Liam's stunned face.
"What? Did I ruin it?" I asked. He shook his head.
"Keep goin'" he breathed. I looked down at the book again. Tried the chorus.

"Cause you were mine for the Summer
Now we know its nearly over
Feels like snow in September
But I always will remember
You were my Summer love
You always will be my Summer love"

I looked up again.
"Then we just add chords to make it more powerful and: Swoch! We have an exelent song" 
Liam looked happy, surprised, insecure and impressed at the same time.
"We?" he asked. Quickly I thought that he didn't like it at all and I felt worry in me.
"Yeah, I thought we'd make a good team. We're both quite awsome at music. His face turned to a shy adorable smile and the worries fell of me. This could be so fun.

"Friends?" I asked.
"Yeah" he smiled.