.:Superhero:. - Bullied!America x Bullied!Reader

[Name]’s POV

I yawned as I slapped the table beside my bed, trying to stop my alarm that was blaring out [favourite song]. With great difficulty, I managed to get the alarm clock to shut up. Sighing, I rolled onto my side to look at my alarm clock, my eyes squinted. It read 6:30am. Too early, my mind told my body, but I knew differently. Much to my dismay, I stretched my achy body and slowly got out of my warm covers, only to make my way over to the bathroom to have a shower before anyone can see me and my scared body.

All her life she has seen

All the meaner side of me

They took away the prophet's dream for a profit on the street

Now she’s stronger than you know

A heart of steel starts to grow

I grasped the tap and slowly turned it, turning off the warm water that was falling onto my ‘perfect’ body moments before. Stepping out of the shower, I started to dry myself, taking note of every single detail of my ‘perfect’ body. I was bigger than most girls; I had a rounder stomach and bigger thighs than all of them. My face was pudgier as well, my [eye colour] eyes small compared to my face. My [hair length] [hair colour] hair, currently wet and dead straight, did nothing to cover up my face’s imperfections. I took note of the scars that covered my wrists. I winced, and hung my towel up from where I got it from, trying to get rid of the horrid thoughts that threatened to come back. I quickly dressed myself, putting on a pair of baggy pants and a top, both with mad sure my extra body fat wasn’t seen, and I rushed out of the bathroom.

[Timeskip]

“Have a good day at school, [Name]! Mummy loves you!”

I looked down in embarrassment as my mother called out to me, making a loud kiss noise before driving off. I instantly heard the people around me, the popular and cool kids who always fit in, start to laugh at me. I heard one of the groups of girls yell out the usual insults at me as I walked past them, and everyone else joined in after that.

I walked as fast as my stupid legs would allow me to towards my locker, praying that one day I would find my saviour from all of this.

My superhero.

All his life he's been told

He’ll be nothing when he’s old

All the kicks and all the blows

He won't ever let it show

'Cause he's stronger than you know

A heart of steel starts to grow

Alfred’s POV

I called out a loud goodbye to my group of ‘friends’ as I walked towards my next class, since home group has just finished, grinning like I always do. Today is going to be awesome! I told myself, although I instantly knew different. My grin soon faded to a very faint smile and lead to me looking at the dirty flooring. I knew that no one liked me, it was very easy to tell, and my loud and obnoxious self was just an act. A way of me trying to fit in.

I wasn’t normal like everyone else was. I eat a lot more than everyone else, only because I have a really high metabolism and I need to eat a lot of food to make sure that my body weight doesn’t drop too much. But sadly, because of this, I get teased by the normal kids for being greedy and all of that shit.

I was almost at the classroom for my next lesson, which was History, when I heard a voice cry out in pain. A female voice, at that. I looked over in the direction where the voice came from and I immediately stopped walking from the sheer shock I was in.

A girl, who would’ve been in my year, was on the ground, her school books scattered around her and a bunch of popular girls surrounding her. The girl on the floor looked familiar, she must’ve been in some of my classes, and seeing her in pain and ganged up on like infuriated me. Something then clicked in my head, and at that moment I remembered who the girl on the ground was.

It was [Full name], a girl who I shared my English and History classes with, and the girl I was starting to develop some feelings for.

I dropped all off my books and ran over to the fight, hoping to break it up before it got too serious. Because I knew how serious fight could get, and I didn’t want [Name] to get too seriously injured.

When you've been fighting for it all your life

You've been struggling to make things right

That’s how a superhero learns to fly

Every day, every hour

Turn the pain into power

[Name]’s POV

I let pained scream, some loud and some more silent, as I was pushed to the ground and kicked by one of the girls from the group. I felt the area where I was kicked explode into excruciating pain, and I quickly grabbed onto my leg. Tears started to fall down my face, my usual emotionless façade breaking into millions of tiny pieces.

“Oh, what’s wrong [Name]?” Cassandra, the leader of the popular girl’s group and the prettiest girl in the whole school, said mockingly to me. “Mummy not here to kiss you better?”

The whole entire group of girls burst into hurtful laughter, insulting me in the process as well. All of their words felt like stabs to the heart. I sat up slowly yet cautiously, trying to stop my head from throbbing. I hadn’t even realised it was throbbing as much as it was. It felt like me whole entire head was going to explode.

I was Cassandra and her group of girls walk closer around me and I knew everything was over for me. Oh god, why m-

“What do you all think you’re doing?!”

Cassandra and her group of girls quickly ran off, thinking that a teacher had come to tell them off. I smirked slightly. They deserved that. I then looked at the direction of the voice that saved me from what could’ve turned out to be bloody murder.

I wasn’t expecting what I saw.

I recognised him from my English and History classes. It was Alfred F. Jones, one of the popular boys. He had a worried look on his face as he made is way over to me. I just stared at him, shocked and confused on why he would be helping me. On the inside, something clicked on the inside of my head. He calls himself the Hero, I told myself. Could he be…?

Alfred stopped in front of me and held out his hand. ”Are you alright?” He sounded even more concerned than I thought he would be. I took his hand and let him help me up. I felt anxious and worried about what he was going to do next.

“Why did you help me?” I asked, my voice soft. That was the one question I wanted answered; why would a popular boy help out a girl like me?

Alfred just smiled. Not in a mocking way. But in a genuine, kind way that made my heart start to race. “People don’t deserve to be treated like that.” He paused for a few seconds before asking, “You’re [Full name], right?”

I nodded, now embarrassed. Why? I had never had a conversation that had lasted this long before. At that moment I realised that I hadn’t let go of Alfred’s hand, and he hadn’t let go either. That sent another rush of embarrassment up to my cheeks, which would be flushed by now.

Alfred laughed. “We should get going, [Name], Mr. Watson won’t be pleased if we’re late!” He let go of my hand and ran over to a pile of books on the floor, picking them up.

I smiled, properly for the first time in ages, picking up my own scattered gear and followed him to our next class.

Maybe I have found my superhero.

Alfred’s POV

I was smiling the whole way back to my books. I knew I had done the right thing, and I didn’t care if Mr. Watson yelled at me for being late. I was just glad that [Name] was alright, not seriously injured.

Picking up my gear, I walked off to my History class, a warm feeling making me feel special and loved inside. I had managed to get [Name] to trust me, and maybe she respects me a little now. I’m not sure, but I’m glad that this much has happened.

Maybe I can end up breaking her tough façade. You know what, I told myself. I should be her superhero, someone who can always be there for her.

My smile stayed on my face the whole time I was walking to the classroom, vowing to be the person [Name] could trust.

If only I could tell her what I’ve gone through. Oh well, I thought before opening the door to the classroom. She’ll find out one day. And that day will be the day we trust each other forever.

When you've been fighting for it all your life

You've been working every day and night

That’s how a superhero learns to fly

Every day, every hour

Turn the pain into power