Warning(s): Some slight sexual content and some swearing from ... almost everyone.
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"Back off Styles! If you're going to treat Avery like crap then -!" Louis was cut off by Ed punching him. My eyes widen as I touch Louis' already swelling eye.

"What the fuck Ed?" I scream and then slowly shake my head. I look over to Marcel who's got tears running down his cheeks.

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Chapter Four

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"Hi!" I roll my eyes at Ryan who decided to pop up. I'm back at home in my room and Ryan and Greg have showed up.

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"Gosh, why are you all here?"

"Because, I like irritating you." Greg says and me and Ryan laugh.

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I close my locker when I close my eyes. Niall and Louis have been at my side all week. Greg, Ryan and Ashlee always are meeting at lunch and break. Niall is currently my Bio Lab Partner and Louis is working with me in Maths.

"Hey Aves?" Louis says and I look up from my light pink Doc Martins. I haven't been sleeping well lately. I've been using more make-up then normal. Normal being covering up my birthmark and now I have to use even more concealer on my eyes.

This morning I swung my ombre hair into a messy high side ponytail, light yellow jeans, my new Comic Con tank top and my light pink Docs. I sigh as Louis looks at me with sad puppy dog eyes. He knows that I've basically just spent the week watching Dexter re-runs. I haven't updated my Twitter, Tumblr or FaceBook in ages and my fan have started to notice.

I roll my neck and we all head to the Caf. Niall is already in line for food and I'm following. I grab myself some hot chips and a blue V. Ashlee gives me the look. I mostly eat and stay skinny. Ashlee doesn't. She always makes sure that she watches her weight.

Niall's girlfriend, Elizabeth, sneaks up behind him and hugs me. Elizabeth is really nice. I quite like her. She's slightly scary because she's really smart. She's a senior here and the youngest that we've ever had. She's also very pretty. Elizabeth's got very rare eyes. The iris starts out brown, changes to green and then to blue. Her hair is wavy and waist length which she always wears in a high ponytail to keep from her face.

"Hey Lizzy." Niall says as she places a kiss on his neck, "Can I sit with you guys today?"

"Sure baby."

As we all move towards our table, I spot Harry, Ed and Marcel. Harry is sitting with Alice her bitches. He's flirty and she's very pretty. Ed is sitting with the rest of the lonerish goths. The druggies. Marcel... is sitting with the chess club. Which is the table next to mine.

Fuck my life.

Greg can see what I'm thinking and says, "Why don't we sit somewhere else?"

"No. I'm over him."

I perfectly position myself so that I'm forcing myself to look right at Marcel. I smirk at him with my bright red lips. He looks at me with depressed eyes and I laugh, "Avery? Are you okay?"

"I'm fine Ry. It's nothing."

"Okay..." He looks at me with dark eyes, almost if he can tell that I'm lying.

"Look, it doesn't matter."

"Hey Lou, can I have some of your muffin?"

"What?" I lean over the table, giving Louis an amazing cleavage view, "Can I please have some of your muffin? I'm craving something sweet."

His eyes are staring straight at my tits. That's just what I expected, "So can I honey?" I lick my lips.

"Sure." He stutters.

"Thanks." I take it from his hand and take a small bite from it. Yum, blueberry. I lick my lips again and hand it back to him. Ashlee looks at me and signs, 'How was your day, Avery?'

"It was great, thanks Ash. How was yours?"

'Fine.' She smiles.

Elizabeth takes a large drink of Red-Bull. Niall looks at her with the Look, "I have my NCA Level 3 Chem exam next. I need something to keep me awake." We all laugh at her. She is always trying to stay awake. She stays awake at random hours of the night doing research. She wants to be an forensic anthropologist when she's older. She can't wait to graduate because she's got an scholarship for Cal Tech for a doctorate in Anthropology. She'll be leaving Niall though. She hates it. She's trying to get Niall to move with her to California with her but he doesn't want to leave London.

"I need to grab a book from the library." My fingers run through my messy ponytail and I look over at Louis with puppy dog eyes.

"I'll come." Louis says.

"Thanks Lou." I smirk and we stalk from the Caf. The corridors are bare when we walk down. Louis' hand grabs mine and I lace in fingers with his.

I squeeze his hand and I lightly pull Louis into the library. He drags me behind the nearest book case. His lips mesh with mine. It's not like kissing Marcel. He's awkward and unsure when kissing. Louis knows what he's doing. He can kiss. They're warm, and his tongue is already in my mouth. My hands start raping his hair and his hands are up my top.

"Keep quiet Avery. We don't want anyone to hear us."

I bite his lip and then I feel his hot lips leave mine. I'm sad. But when his lips are biting my neck and leaving bruises, I couldn't care less. His lightly calloused hands reach my bra. All I can say is, at least I have a sexy bra on today. Victoria's Secret. Limited Edition. Lacey red with bows. Smutty.

"Kiss me Kitten." He whispers in my ear. His breath is hot against the shell of my ear and I feel heat running in my veins and sinking into the pit of my stomach. It's not what Marcel does to me, but it's the next best thing.

His hands un-clip my bra when the bell rings, "Fuuuck." I moan.

"We can ditch class."

"No, I've got History."

"With Marcel?"

"Yes."

"Is anyone else with you?"

"No. You've got Math. Liz has Chem. Greg and Ryan have PE. Ashlee has music. And um... Niall has English."

"You'll be fine baby. But you owe me for this." He says as he grinds his member against me. I bite my lip and push him way, "I gotta go to class."

I rush to class and when I get there, everyone is already partnered up. Apart from oh fuck Marcel.

"Miss. Avery Small could you please take a seat?"

"Yes Miss."

She rolls her eyes at me and I take a seat next to Marcel, "Hey Marcie." I whisper.

"P-Please don't call m-me that."

"Sorry Marcie."

"Right everyone! Please read chapters one to seven tonight and you and your partner need to write the report on Romeo and Juliet because it's due tomorrow."

"Yes Miss." Everyone drones.

"Whatever." I mutter.

"Miss. Avery Small? Could you please tell me what I just said."

"Read chapters one to seven and have the report done by tomorrow."

"Right. Everyone, start reading."

I look over at Marcel who's eyes look sad. I pull a small compact from my school bag when I realize that I look like I just crawled from the ground. My hair is a mess, my make up smudged and my eyes wild with lust.

"I look like shit." I say.

"I-I'm guessing t-t-that you just f-f-fuc-fucked Louis in t-the library."

"Fuck off Marcel." I hiss, my eyes narrowing with pain.

"N-No." He stutters.

My hand slips down from the desk and grabs his upper-thigh. Finger nails are digging into his upper leg. His eyes look over at me and he can barely say, "W-What are y-you d-doing?"

"What do you think I'm doing? Just keep your head down and pretend that I'm not doing anything. If you want me to stop just say so an I will."

Fingers gently walk towards the button on his slacks and lightly pulling down the zipper. My fingers traces across the edge of his boxers. His skin is smooth and flawless. I missed him.

"Can you turn the page, Marcel? My hands are busy."

"O-Okay."

I lightly palm the hard bulge in Marcel's pants. His eyes close and my elbows shoots into his rib, "Wakey wake Marcel. We've got some work to do."

"S-Sorry."

His eyes flicker open as I start to rub just above his boxers. My fingers slide just below them and I hear Marcel lightly whimper. "Shh Marcie. We don't want to get caught."

My slim fingers wrap around him. He's so big and hard and ... "S-Stop."

I quickly remove my hand, zip and button Marcel back up, "Have fun with your boner, honey." I whisper as the bell rings. I slide from my seat, pick my bag up and sashay from my History class room.
When I reach my locker, I see that Louis, Liz and Niall are all wating there, "Hey guys!"
"Aves." Louis smirks and he licks his lips.

I open it and pick up my Mac Book from my locker.

Ed, Harry and Marcel walk past me and Ed mutters something.

"What was that fucker!" Louis yells. Ed turns around and yells, "I called her a stupid whore!"
Louis walks away from me and says, "You wanna fuck with Avery, you're fucking with me!"

"She's a piece of shit."

"Back off Styles! If you're going to treat Avery like crap then -!" Louis was cut off by Ed punching him. My eyes widen as I touch Louis' already swelling eye.

"What the fuck Ed?" I scream and then slowly shake my head. I look over to Marcel who's got tears running down his cheeks.

I hate you Ed. I really do.

Louis looks at me and stands up, "Go fuck yourself Ed. C'mon Avery."

I look over at Marcel who still has tears rolling down his cheek and I mouth, "I'm so sorry." Louis wraps his arm around my waist and we walk from the corridor. I look over to his lightly swollen face.

"I'm sorry Louis. I didn't mean to get you into this."

"It's fine Avery."

"No it's not."

Notes

Bold - YouTube

Italics - Thoughts / Ashlee's sign language which is always written like this, 'hello'

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