Em is abused by her dad and one day she has enough of it. She runs away to her brother Niall. (This is when 1D aren't famous)


3. New Mates

Niall drove up to a large brown house. It was a lot bigger than Niall's flat. He pulled into the driveway where 4 other cars were. We got out of the car and walked up the stairs. I reached for the doorbell but Niall just walked in.

"These are like my brothers. We don't need to knock," Niall explained as I walked into the house. I looked around in aw. The kitchen and family room alone was the size of Niall's entire flat. "Louis! Harry! Zayn! Liam!" Niall called out.

"Out back Nialler!" I heard someone call. Niall led me through the kitchen and out the back door which was left open. Four boys all sat around the pool.

"Hey guys, this is my sister Em," Niall said. All the boys walked up to me. The first one was darker with dark hair, tattoos and earnings; his name was Zayn. The next had curly hair and tattoos; his name was Harry. The next was a tall skinny boy with messy hair; that was Louis. And the last boy had short hair; that was Liam.

"We didn't know you had a sister Niall," Harry said.

"And you never said how hot she was either!" Louis said making me blush. I had never had a guy call me hot before. Niall shoved Louis onto one of the pool chairs. "Hey Em, my sisters bathing suit is laying in the pool room, right over there. Get changed then lets get this party started!" Louis shouted as he pointed across the pool to a small shack.

I walked over to it and opened the door. A two piece bathing suit sat on the vanity. I picked it up and stripped off my clothes and slipped into the two piece. I examined myself in the mirror. It was a bit loose on me but was defiantly a good color on me. It was blue, which brought out the blue in my eyes. I walked back out to the boys  the sat down on one of the chairs. Harry was barbequing and all the other boys were in the pool splashing each other. Niall looked at me and got out of the pool. He walked over to me and sat down next to me.

"Are all those scars and bruises from Phil?" he whispered in my ear. I had totally forgotten about all of my marks.

"Um, yea they are," I said rubbing my hand along one of the scars that I had gotten from a knife.

"Hey Em, Niall, get in here!" Liam yelled as he tried to splash us with water. I looked at Niall, hoping that he could tell what I was thinking.

"Don't worry, the boys won't ask questions," Niall said as he stood up. I followed him and jumped into the pool.

I couldn't even remember the last time I had been swimming. It was probably about 3 and a half years ago, right before Phil kidnapped me. I quickly snapped my mind away from the thought of Phil. I didn't want to thing about him. I wanted to forget that the past 3 years never happened. I turned towards Niall and splashed him. He looked at me, stunned that I had just done that.

"Oh your gonna get it now sis!" he yelled as he dove underneath the water. I knew that he was going to drag me under. I quickly turned at saw Liam and Louis who were laughing. I swam towards them as fast as I could and climbed on Liam's back. Just then Liam started to go under. Niall was ruthless. He was going to stop til he had me under the water.

"Burgers are ready!" Harry shouted. Niall shot up out of the water.

"Food!" he yelled. Both of us dove for the side of the pool and quickly hoped out of the pool. Niall grabbed a burger and piled it with condiments. I did the same then we sat down around the table. The others all sat down next to us with their burgers. I quickly inhaled mind and jumped up to get another.  I quickly inhaled that one too and went up to get another.

"You and Niall are definably related!" Zayn said as I sat down with my third burger.

"Yeah I am, plus I'm just really hungry," I explained. Niall shot me a worried glance.

"Didn't Phil feed you?" he asked.

"Kinda. He would give me small portions twice a day. I wasn't allowed anything else except for the food he gave me," I said as I looked around the table. All the boys looked at me.

"I know it's not really any of my business, but who's Phil?" Liam asked.

"Phil was our father," Niall said.

"He kidnapped me about 3 years ago," I expanded.

"And is that how you got all your bruises and stuff?" Zayn asked.

"Zayn that's not your business," Liam warned.

"No its fine. I figured I'd have to tell you guys this eventually. I'll just tell you everything and you can ask questions afterward," I began. "About three years ago, mine and Niall's parents fought a lot. We never knew what they were fighting about. One day Phil got really upset and took me with him. He threatened me. He said if I didn't come with him then he'd kill Niall, who was one of my best friends even though he was my brother. We did everything together. Anyways, Phil blacked out all the windows in the car and put me in the back so I couldn't see where we were going. He became abusive. He would hit me and throw me to the ground. One time he got so angry at me for trying to escape, he cut me," I said as I pointed to a long pale line on my arm. "Today when I was in my room writing, Phil came home and started yelling. I could tell he was really mad and I got scared. I was tired of him hitting me, but I was scared cause he sounded really mad. He might have done something really bad besides hitting. So I ran away. I found Niall, and now I'm here," I finished. All the boys started intently at me. They all looked worried and Louis looked extremely mad.

"Why was Phil so mad?" Harry asked.

"I don't know, he could've found out that I had a stash of food in my room, or that I was secretly talking to Niall. I don't really know," I said.

"That, that..." Louis began. and ending up swearing. "Who does he think he is?" Louis yelled. "I swear if I ever see him he's gonna be sorry!" Louis shouted.

"Louis, believe me. I've been thinking that for 3 years," Niall said.

"Are you scared that Phil is going to come get you?" Liam asked.

"I hadn't really thought about that, but yeah I am. If he does find me then he'll seriously hurt me," I said. I really didn't want to think about that.

"Well don't worry," Louis said as he come over to me and gave me a hug. "Because if he does find you, then he's gonna have 5 pissed of lads to go through!" Louis shouted. I smiled. For the first time in three years, I had people to help me, to help fight for me.



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