4 Best Friends and a Lover

One Direction Fanfic
Niamh is a 17 year old girl whose half brother happens to be Louis Tomlinson. Her step father has abused her for years and now something is happening to stop it. Niamh is moving to England, to live with her brother. But with four other boys living in the house, is anything going to happen? And how will Louis react if it does?

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11. Talking it Through

*LOUIS P.O.V*

He better not have hurt her. I don't know what's happened and I didn't want to. She looked so upset when she came in. She was twirling her hair with her finger - I knew that meant she was upset. 

*NIAMH P.O.V*

Why was I so upset. He didn't even do anything! I just need to make sure Lou doesn't tell anyone.

"Hey Nee! What's wrong?" He sat down next to me on the bed and hugged me.

"I can't do it! No one can know!! I can't tell anyone!! I just can't!!" I cried.

"Hey hey hey!! Shh now. You can't tell anyone what? What's Harry done?"

"He hasn't done anything!" I was shocked he thought that. "It's just... He just..." I chocked from crying to much. Lou shushed me again. "They can't know about Nick!!"

"Oh hun! No one has to know! You don't have to tell them if you don't want to!" He comforted me. 

"Can we talk about it?" I asked him. He looked shocked.

"What do you mean?" He replied

"Can we talk about what he did to me. Please?"

"Umm.. If you want to." 

"You start." I told him. "I don't know where too."

"When did it start? When was the first time he touched you or abused you?" He asked me, trying to look supportive - but I knew it hurt him to talk about it.

"I don't want to tell you." I replied, whimpering.

"Nee, it'll only be something you've told me before. I know it all already."

"Not this bit." I told him.

"What.. Umm, why don't I know this bit.." He asked me, looking worried.

"I didn't want to make you upset." I told him.

"Nee, it'd really make me feel better if I knew. Can you tell me please?"

"Ok." I cried into his shoulder. I wiped my eyes, sat up, and looked at him. "It started the night you left." He gasped, I knew I shouldn't of told him. "I was sat in my room, on my computer, talking to you. Mum was out and that was when it started." He gestured for me to go on. "He shouted me, telling - not asking - telling me to get him another beer. And because I wasn't aware of his anger yet and because I wanted to be funny. I called back 'get it yourself lazy.' thinking I was funny. I heard him get up and thought that he was getting it himself, but he came up into my room. He told me to say goodbye to you - he even told me what to type. And that's when he did it. He threw me on my bed and said 'you don't have your big brother to look after you know'.. And.. And he took my skirt off. He..." I was crying so much by now, and so was Louis - he didn't know this before now. I put my head on his shoulder and cried. I cried, and cried, and cried. But Louis had stopped. He took me off of his shoulder, wiped my tears away with my thumb and told me, so sternly I believed him

"That will never happen to you again baby sis. You are safe here. You're away from him. None of it was you fault. Do you understand that?" I nodded. "It was mine." He said quietly.

"It wasn't your fault Louis." I said back to him.

"It was. It happened because I wasn't there. That was the reason." He said. So quietly I could barely hear him.

"Louis William Tomlinson. What happened to me that night, and the many that followed, had absolutely NOTHING to do with you. It WASN'T your fault and you need to know that. Ok!?" I was almost shouting. He shushed me and lay me down on the bed. 

"Get some rest yeh?" He said to me. I didn't want rest though.

"But I want to come back downstairs!" I told him.

"I just though it would be best for you to have some alone time. After our conversation." He told me.

"Nah, I'm gonna come down and see everyone  I'm sure they'll cheer me up." I stood up and followed him out of the room and we walked downstairs.

*LOUIS P.O.V*

How could I have done this to her!? My baby sister. It was all my fault. I'm NEVER going to forgive myself. NEVER! 

 

 

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