Inseparable or so they thought

When Harry,Liam,Niall,Zayn and Louis find them selves fighting over their bestfriend Megan their friendship takes a turn for the worst, they dont want anything to do with each other but when Megan goes missing the boys are worried can they pull together to find Megan and resolve things?


1. Im finished here

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Megan's P.O.V.

"Megan get down here now" my father Rob called, a thought of hate rushed through my body.
"Coming" I called as the tears streamed down my face.
"We'll hurry up then, Im waiting" he screamed back at me.
I hated him but HAD NO CHOICE but to do what he says. I ran down the stairs and opened the door to the living room as I tried to wipe the tears from my eyes.
"Pass me some beer"He demanded, I sighed I couldnt stand him anymore.
"But you allready...." He cut me off halway through my sentence and i knew what he was aout to say would be spiteful and would make me want to hurt him.
"Dont back chat me girl, Im the only one around here now, no mummy to save you, so you will do as I say" He shouted in my face.

My heart was pounding, I was furious, I wanted my mum. My fathers an alcoholic and has been ever since my mother passed away 3 years ago from cancer. I miss her so much. Ive had enough of Rob with all his drinking. All he does is sit there drinking constantly. I dont call him dad, I dont love him, he means nothing to me!

"GET IT NOW!" He screamed at the top of his voice, I sighed, I was sick of him telling me what to do. He heard me sigh and knew I wasnt going to do it, he raised one hand and slapped my face, it hit with so much impact I fell to the floor, but it didnt stop there, he kicked me in the side and i flinched, it killed.

I needed to get out of here otherwise it would carry on, without saying anything more, I lifted myself off the floor pains run all along my body but I had to get out. I carried my bruised and battered body up the stairs and into my room. I got changed and didnt bother to look at where my father had kicked me it would just add to the other bruises I had and climbed into bed. I was leaving tomorrow and that was final.

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