I'm The Bully

*Ruby pov*

I decided to go to my last two classes that I had skipped yesterday. I walked into my last class which was a music class. Niall had informed me he had this class and was saving a seat for me next to him when I walked in.

"Ruby over here." Niall waves his hand so I could see him.

"Hello. Yay I’m happy I have you in this class as well." I excitedly say.

"I know me too. Harry's also in this class." And speaking of the devil, Harry walks into the class room. We made eye contact for a second before he rolled his eyes.

He sits on the other side of Niall letting out a loud huff.

"Are you alright mate?" Niall asked turning to face Harry.

Harry turns to face me then to Niall. I can't help, but smile happy that I annoy Harry.

"It’s obvious he's annoyed cause I’m in this class. Isn't that right Harry?" I let out an innocent looking smile toward him and Niall.

Niall chuckles and Harry face expression hardens. His lips are pressed together and his eyebrow furrow in a frown.

"I like your bluntness Ruby." Niall commented with a smile.

"Yea it sucks that I have to deal with you. You are downright annoying and... Ugly." Harry says not knowing what else to say.

I let out a laugh and look at him like he's stupid. "Really? I’m ugly?" And with that I start to laugh again and Niall joins in as well. "Jesuuuus... Styles you gotta come up with something better that 'ugly'. That’s something a 5 year old would say. If you want to say something back at least make it a good comeback." I wipe my eyes from the tears that were in my eyes from laughing so much.

"Okay okay enough." Niall butts in while recovering from laughing. "Harry come on don't get mad, you had that coming."

"Shut up Niall. And as for you I suggest you shut up as well." Harry folds his arms over his chest and leans lower in his seat embarrassed.

"Fine I'll shut up, but not for you." I say, but continue to laugh silently and soon I start to laugh uncontrollably. This would always happen to me. I would get laugh attacks where I wasn't able to control my laughter.

"Are you okay Ruby?" Niall asks trying to sound concern, but fails as he joins me laughing.

"Why are you laughing Niall?" I hear Harry ask.

"I don't know. Her laugh is contiguous." He was barely able to speak.

"Ms. Sanchez and Mr. Horan is everything okay or do you need to step out of class?" I hear who I think is the teacher.

"I'm sorry Ms. Carter. I'm okay now." Niall clears his throat ending his laughing, while I'm the only idiot laughing.

"I'm... sorry." I get up and walk out the door. Everyone's eyes staring at me as I walk out the door.

My stomach hurts from laughing so much and tears are just rolling down my face. I feel my face sweaty and red from all the laughing, but I can't stop. I walk to the girl’s restroom and splash cold water on my face to calm me down.

Once I calm down. I walk toward the music room and see Ms. Carter peeking through the door in search of me. She steps out completely when she spots me.

"Ms. Sanchez I don't know how it was in you other schools, but here-" She stands with her arms across her chest looking disappointed, but I cut her off.

"I'm sorry I didn't mean to disrespect you ma'am, but I get these often. Out of nowhere I get laugh attacks I know it sounds stupid and fake, but I'm serious I can't control it. Even ask my parents they worry for me at times. They sometimes contemplate whether they should put me in an insane asylum, shit, even I think I should. I don't know where I was going with this, but I'm serious." I rant on and give her a small smile when I finish.

Her face is blank, unreadable. She lets out a huff a air before speaking. "Look I'm not a strict teacher, but next time tell me when you need to get up for air or use the restroom. I'll let it slide this time." She started to walk toward the door, but stopped and turned around. "Also I don't want you to skip class again. Understood?" She gave me a small smile that I returned.

"Understood, and thank you." We walk into the classroom and see that the rest of the students are in their own conversations.

I sit in my seat next to Niall who looks concerned. "Are you okay? Did you get in trouble?"

"Nope. I'm sorry you had to see that, but it happens often so be prepared." I give him a wink.

The rest of the time in class went by fast. Ms. Carter talked most of the time, but was a funny teacher. Keeping us entertained ranting about music and her life and blah blah blah. I liked her though. I would sometimes watch Harry from the corner of my eye look over at me or if not would talk to Niall.








I walked home from school again in silence. Niall had offered me a ride, but I decided I wanted to feel the fresh cool weather from England. Once I arrived I ran up to my room dropping my bag on the floor before jumping on my bed. I laid there in silence as I heard footsteps getting louder and louder walking toward me room.

I heard someone open the door quietly and stood there for a while.

"Hi mom." I couldn't see her, but I was sure it was her. Her car was the only one I saw when I walked in.

"Hi honey. Are you okay?" She asked concerned.

"Yea why wouldn't I be?" I ask lifting my face so I could see her.

"Well you didn't say hello when you came in, like you always do." She walked toward my bed sitting on the edge.

"I'm sorry I was just tired and well I had another laugh attack at school." I knew I probably shouldn't have told her since I know she’s going to start worrying, but I let her know.

"What again?" And here it goes. "Ruby I'm starting to worry about you. I know that you don't care or see it, but it’s dangerous. You heard what the doctor said about-" I cut her off starting to get angry.

"No! I don't have that bipolar disease thingy ok? I'm just.. I don't know, I change moods fast?" I get up from my bed and start to walk around my room running my fingers through my hair.

"But sometimes it leads to depression then suicide. I love you too much to see you leave. That’s why I couldn't let you go to rehab." Her voice had a tint of fear and sadness. I walked to her and sat right next to her.

I sat there breathing in and out to calm myself down.

"I'm not bipolar, I’m not in a depression, and I'm not going to rehab or an insane asylum." I calmly say putting my arms around her shoulder bringing her into a hug.

"But you must be traumatized. Maybe that’s why you're like this, you were so young when it happened. It left you scarred, at 11 years old you- Ahh." We both jump up and squeal at the sound of an alarm coming from down stairs.

"Oh my god, what the hell is that!?" I scream, my hand over my heart, trying to recover my breathing.

"That stupid alarm scared me, but hey the food is ready." We both laugh and walk down stair forgetting about our previous conversation.

"It smells good. Are you almost done I’m starving." I saying seating down on a stool as I watch my mother take out baked honey mustard chicken out the oven.

"It’s for our guest remember?"

"Ohh yea I forgot it was today."

"Did you invite any friend? I invited some neighbors I hope you don't mind."

"Yupp I invited two friend. One of them lives in the house in front of us."

"Oh great, because I invited their parents, also their neighbor. So go upstairs and get dressed nicely. Put on a dress or skirt."

"Ha yea right. You know I don't like dresses or skirts. I only have them in my closet, because you bought them all for me."

"Ruby please just for me. With a cherry on top." She pouts and gives me her famous puppy eyes.

"Gosssshhh only because I love you and owe you." She’s my mother, but at times she’s my best friend and sister. She acts like a teenager at times and even tries to dress like one. I give in as I start to walk up stairs.

"Haha loser." I hear her scream with a smile in her voice. I roll my eyes and continue my way up toward my room.

"Whatever!" I scream amused.

Notes

Hi I'm sorry I hadn't updated this story. I was thinking of deleting it and putting it back up when I finished my other story, but ehh I wanted to write..
I promise it'll get better(:
But what do you guys think?
I wanted to do something different rather than always making Harry seem like a badass chasing a 'special' girl and changing for her.
For once a girl is in control and is more dangerous than the 'boys'.. xD