Ways to Love

Allison Payne is Liam Payne's brother. When Allison's parents divorced at the age of four for the both of them; Allison moved with her now abusive father to the United States while her mother stayed in London with Liam. After the divorce her father started drinking more and more and abusing Allison. Will her brother and his friends come to save her? Will she run away? Will there be romance? Will she fall in love? Find out in 'Ways to Love'!

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2. Ohh Great.

 

Allison’s POV

My dad was still out drinking god knows where. I can’t believe I even still consider saying the name ‘dad’. He doesn’t deserve it at all. I was staving and my dad doesn’t feed me like a real dad should. I just wish everything was back to the way it was before. Now that I’m getting older I’m getting to the know the wonders to the world in not the best way. Why was everything so harsh on me?

Liam’s POV

I was on the couch watching movies with the boys. I had always wondered the day when I will see my sister. You see, I am one of those over protective brothers. Who knows what my dad could be doing to her? Surely not me. I remember those big blue eyes I used to look into. They just steal you away. But now whenever I think of her it’s almost as something’s wrong or something’s happening. I can feel it and I know it.

“What are you thinking about mate” Niall asked me concerned. I wasn’t really paying attention to what we were watching.

“My sister” I sigh while saying that.

“You know if you’re worrying so much we should do something about it” Niall said.

“It’s a good idea mate, but I don’t think it’s that easy” I said back. Its not that it was a bad idea its just its not gonna be easy.

“Well it’s worth a try”

Allison’s POV

“ALLISON I’M HOME!” my dad yells at me when he walks through the door.

“What do you want?” I say going down the stairs.

“DON’T GIVE ME ATTITUDE!” He snarls at me. You can just smell the alcohol. He then does what he normally does. He punched me on my right cheek. Then kicked me in the ribs. It wasn’t that bad today. I still ended up falling to ground in pain. One thing I have learned is to stay strong and suck up the pain. Did I deserve that or…? I don’t even know anymore.

“DON’T EVER TALK TO ME LIKE THAT AGAIN!” he shouts at me.

“Okay” I say shyly back.

“NOW LEAVE YOU BRAT! I CAN’T EVEN LOOK AT YOU!” and with that I left. I think he’s hurting himself more than he’s hurting me.

I went straight to my room in pain. When I looked in the mirror I saw the usual red mark on my cheek. When I lifted my shirt I saw already bruised ribs. Along with all my already bruises and cuts. Ohh great.

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