4 Way Heart

It hasn't always been easy for me, but when Harry became famous it was worse. I couldn't make friends, people started to hate me just because of my brother, and it was lucky that I even got spoken to by one person. I had no one.
Dad kicked Harry out for getting into, the now famous, band without his knowledge and after that we lost contact with each other. Before Harry got chucked out there of course was one person who acknowledged me but it was complicated. In the end he broke my heart, and now I have to live with the bad memories, and wonder if my brother even remembers me anymore.
*Please Note: Some details are not real, as in Harry's relatives and stuff like that, and I have changed them from real life for my storys purpose.* Fantastic cover made by mybestfriendisapenguin_xX, thank you!*


30. Silent Mood


I slept right on through until the evening when I woke up, sitting up on my bed and sighing. I wanted to talk to Harry badly but also I really didn't want to hear what he had to say. He was in a bad mood with us, I could tell from the moment I saw his face. I had some explaining to do, I just wondered when I'd have to do it.

I got up off the bed, heading out of my room only to walk straight into Zayn who looked like he was going to knock on the door. I stumbled back, surprised and not ready for him to be there.

He steadied me with his hands and quickly apologized "sorry."

"It's okay" I replied, attempting a smile, which didn't really work.

He sighed before explaing why he had come to talk to me "I just came to say, Niall cooked some food if you wanted anything."

I nodded. "Okay, thanks."

He smiled and then we started to walk together back down the corridor and to the stairs.

"How long do you think Harry will be in a silent mood for?" I questioned.

Zayn sighed. "Who knows? His silent moods can sometimes last days before he actually says anything" he replied.

I nodded. "I know." Because after all he was my brother. I knew him well enough to know what he did when he was angry or upset. He's go off in a silent mood, not talk to anyone and lock himself away. Then next he'd come out of hiding but still not say anything or talk to anyone. Then after that he'd finally talk.

But I didn't know whether this would be the same case this time.

"You know, the others didn't know anything was going on with you and Liam. I did, but only me" Zayn suddenly told me as we started down the stairs.

"Really?" I asked.

"Yes, he only trusted me with the information" Zayn explained. "I think it was because he thought the others might get jealous."

"Jealous, what do you mean?" I questioned, slightly confused with what he had said.

"That something was happening between you to and they weren't allowed to. Well technically it was against Harry's rules for Liam to start anything but still, he thought he'd just not tell them in case they got argumentative or whatever" Zayn replied.

I nodded. "Okay, but surely they wouldn't be jealous over me".

Zayn shrugged. "Who knows what goes on in those heads of theirs?"

I couldn't question anymore as we reached the kitchen. Niall was already stuffing his face, of course, Louis was on his phone feet up on the table and Liam slouched down his arms crossed, staring at the wall.

"Er, hi" I said announcing I was here and they all looked up at me.

"Well hello" Louis replied cheekily grinning and looking very smug right now. I ignored his look and sat down, as Liam sat upright staring at me with an expression on his face which meant he wanted to say something but didn't know what.

"Annie, I made you something" Niall told me, looking cheerful despite the awkward but depressing mood over everyone.

I smiled at him as he got up and was hurrying towards the kitchen counter. In his hast he accidently tripped over a chair falling over. Louis started laughing at him and me being the sympathetic one got up to help him up.

"Are you okay?" I asked, as I pulled him up onto his own two feet and he straightened his t-shirt quickly.

"Yes, thanks" he said in reply, blushing in embarrassment at what had just happened.

I smiled up at him thinking that you really couldn't beat his smile and blush, he had the most innocent looking angelic face I had ever seen anyone have. I really couldn't deny he was a very sweet boy, in his kindness and the way he acted. I just wish Harry was a bit more like him actually, but unfortunately he's not so reasonable and tends to fire up and get angry easily.

"Harry is going to kill me" I heard Liam suddenly mumble and I turned to look at him.

"I don't think so" I replied.

Liam looked at me raising his eyebrows. "He's really angry though."

"Well, yes, Harry gets angry. I have experience with that" I told him, remembering some times when his temper had hit the roof and he'd got extra manic.

"But I'm done for" Liam grumbled as he laid his head down on the table.

Niall then passed me a bowl with some kind of salad thing in and a fork to interrupt the awkwardness.

"Thank you" I thanked him attempting a smile before sitting back down. As much as I wanted to eat I couldn't bring myself to. I sighed.

"Well this is just..." Louis started off snapping the front two legs of the chair back down and putting his phone in his pocket as he leaned on the table. He didn't finish his sentence, I'm not sure he knew how to.

"Yeah" I agreed "this is just."

"Depressing" Niall filled in the gap for us and I looked to him, he didn't look to happy anymore, his smile faded from his face.

"Welcome to my world" I replied grumpily.

No one said anything to that. I couldn't blame them though what were they supposed to say to that. It was true though, I had experience with days like these when you want to do nothing but curl up in a corner and cry and not have to do anything else at all.

"Are you going to eat that?" Niall suddenly spoke up and I shook my head.

"No, I'm sorry" I replied feeling guilty that he'd made it for me but I couldn't eat it right now.

He sighed. "It's fine."

I pushed it towards him. "You can have it if you want?"

He nodded and started eating it like I knew he would. He'd probably never say no to more food.

"You know what I feel like doing" Louis suddenly exclaimed.

I looked round at him and questioned "what?"

"Getting really drunk" he replied.

I gave him a disapproving look. "That's not always the answer" I told him, shaking my head.

"It's a good idea though" Liam agreed and I frowned at him.

"Seriously, what is it with boys, they feel depressed so they decide to get drunk." I sighed.

"Well why don't you get drunk to" Louis suggested.

I shook my head quickly. "No way. Harry would disapprove" I answered quickly.

"Well who cares what he thinks? He doesn't own you" Liam replied and he suddenly looked very angry.

I nodded slowly. "But still I think I'd prefer to be sober if there are a group of drunk boys about."

Louis rolled his eyes. "Well fine girl, it's up to you, but I'm getting drunk. After all it's my house, my rules."

I rolled my eyes. "Boy's these days" I muttered more to myself.

Niall laughed and I looked at him. "I'm not going to get drunk, because I'm sensible" he told me.

I laughed. "Good boy."

He grinned.

"Well fine I won't get drunk either" Liam suddenly said.

I looked round at him. I smiled. "Good."

But then Louis was soon coming over to him with a bottle of something and his eyes seemed to perk up.

"Oh for god sake" he muttered and took the bottle taking a swing.  I watched him carefully, feeling quite anxious about them getting drunk around me.

I looked round to Zayn. "Are you going to be sensible to?" I asked him.

He nodded his head, and took out his phone as it beeped. He stared at it for a few seconds before annoyance came up in his features.

"On second thoughts" he mumbled before then taking a bottle from Louis.

"Looks like we'll be the ones making sure they don't do anything too stupid tonight" Niall said to me and I nodded, deciding to go and sit next to him as the others started getting a bit more rowdy.

"I don't think Harry will like this" I commented.

Niall shrugged. "If he comes down, he'll probably decide to get drunk too knowing him."

I sighed nodding again looking at Liam, Louis and Zayn warily.

"What are they like when they're drunk?" I asked Niall sensing that he'd probably experienced them doing this before.

"Zayn, depressive or really angry. Louis, er well like himself but ten times worse and generally, well lets just say he'll probably be hanging around you, so just be careful." Niall said. I nodded, understanding what he meant.

"And Liam?" I asked.

"It seems to depend. Generally completely bonkers. He says some really weird stuff sometimes, or he can be completely angry and rowdy" he answered.

"Okay, I'm actually scared" I told him.

"Don't worry" Niall said soothingly and he squeezed my shoulder slightly. "I'll look after you."

I smiled at him, watching his eyes twinkling which really made me calm down and feel as though everything was going to be okay. "Thank you" I thanked him as he smiled back.

"Uh-oh" he suddenly muttered and I quickly turned my head. Louis was stumbling over to me.

"Hey there gorgeous" he slurred grinning at me flirtatiously.

I didn't say anything, biting my lip worried. I was scared of drunk people, mainly because of my dad but I always found the fact that people did things but couldn't even remember what they had done the next morning a very scary factor of getting drunk as well.

He stepped a bit closer, and I shifted closer to Niall. He sensed by discomfort and said to Louis "leave her alone Lou."

"Why don't you?" Louis argued back and he looking angrily at Niall.

Niall backed down and Louis turned his attention back to me grinning again. He then shoved the bottle of alcohol under my nose. "Want some?" he asked.

I shook my head abruptly. "No thanks."

"You sure?" he questioned and I nodded again as he tried to force the bottle on me but I pushed it away. "It tastes great!"

Suddenly Zayn yelled in the background, which made Louis turn to watch Liam and Zayn fighting each other. Both were looking angry, punching each other. I squeaked scared gripping Niall's arm tightly.

"It's okay" Niall comforted me and he held onto my hand squeezing it tightly.

Louis suddenly turned back around caught sight of Niall holding my hand and turned distraught again.

"Your messing with me girl" he complained and then started forward.

But suddenly Zayn pushed Liam over, who went flying into Louis which caused him to lurch forward alcohol spurting from the bottle as it got knocked out of his hands, it hitting me and covering my t-shirt. I gasped, jumping up.

"Louis" Niall snapped looking annoyed as he stood in front of me.

"Whoops" Louis said, and he laughed like a little boy. I winced at the state of my t-shirt, as the smell of the alcohol started to get up my nose. God I hated it.

"Louis your a poopy" I heard Liam say and I looked round Niall to see him tipsily waking over to me. "You hurt my bunny rabbit."

I didn't know what he was saying, looking at him, feeling like I was going to laugh but being too nervous to. I then realised what he might have meant. He called me a bunny rabbit.

I giggled suddenly as he approached me. "Annie, do I look like a dog?" he suddenly asked and I giggled again. What was he saying?

"No Liam" I replied to him, as Niall was still arguing with Louis and Zayn was in the background shouting to himself about who knows what.

He pouted. "But I though you loved me" he whined, acting like a young child.

I giggled again, his face looked so funny. "I do love you silly" I told him and his face lit up.

"I love you bunny rabbit" he told me and then without warning he was hugging me, around the middle, leaning his head on my shoulder even though he was taller than me and smiling to himself.

I giggled and smiled at him thinking him a rather strange person when he was drunk, as I patted his back and hugged him back.

Suddenly he broke away and stumble away towards the door. I turned to see that Harry was standing there looking in on the scene with a weird expression on his face.

"Harry, Harry, I love bunny rabbits" he said to him and Harry stared at him as he came to stand in front of him.

"Is he drunk?" Harry questioned.

"Yes, he is" I replied walking to stand beside him.

He looked at the others. "Them to?" he questioned.

I nodded and replied "apart from Niall."

He look at Liam. "I could guess as much." Then he sighed, and turned saying over his shoulder. "Be careful with them Annie."

I nodded. "Yes Harry." I watched him walk away back out to the hall, no doubt heading back upstairs to be in a silent mood again. He'd probably just come down to see what the fuss was about.

Liam suddenly started hugging me again. "Harry don't love me no more" he complained.

"He's just a little angry that's all" I told Liam, hugging him back.

"But I done nothing wrong" he next said, and he pouted again.

"I know, Liam, I know" I replied and sighed, smiling at him half in amusement, half in sadness.

"I'm tired" he suddenly said.

"Maybe you should go to sleep then" I replied.

He nodded, then slipped away from me, climbing onto the table.

"Night, night bunny rabbit" he mumbled before then dropping off to sleep laying on the table.

I giggled again and called back "night, night."

I then focused my attention back to the others, seriously thinking it very weird how Liam had reacted to being drunk. Niall was still arguing with Louis and Zayn was now sat sulkily in a corner. I approached him a little cautiously, kneeling down in front of him.

"Are you okay?" I asked gently.

He didn't look up, staring at the floor. "Zayn..." I started again.

"What?" he suddenly snapped back, looking angrily at me.

I drew back slightly, but soon Zayn calmed down.

"What's wrong?" I asked him carefully.

"It's Perrie" he replied and before I could stop it he started crying leaning forward and pulling me into a weird sort of forced hug.

I didn't know what to do as he cried into my shoulder, but I couldn't move so let him cry patting his back slightly awkwardly.

"I love you" he mumbled into my shoulder and I froze. What?

"Z-Zayn" I said his name my voice faltering as I drew back.

"I love her" he said again, and I sighed, panic over. He was just confused right now, he was drunk after all. It was Perrie who he must be talking about, not to me.

He sighed. "She doesn't get it" he said and then he let out a yawn, leaning his back against the wall his eyelids fluttering closed and open. I stood up and let him fall asleep as I turned to find that Louis was either passed out on a chair or asleep too.

Niall rolled his eyes and sighed, looking tired. "Yeah, I forgot to say they all get ridiculously tired and fall asleep afterwards."

I nodded as I walked back towards him. "Yeah, do you think we should move them to their rooms."

Niall shook his head. "No, just leave them here, they'll be okay."

I nodded, smiling as I look at Liam who was sleeping like a big baby mumbling something again about bunny rabbits and dogs. I turned back to Niall who was watching me with a sad expression on his face.

"Come on, let's go to bed" he suggested and I nodded allowing him to put his arm round me as we walked out of the room together heading through the hall and up the stairs.

"Thanks for protecting me" I thanked him.

"You welcome" he replied, smiling at me, his eyes again twinkling in the dark of the house in the night.

"You're a great friend" I commented as we reached the top of the stairs.

He half smiled but I thought I saw something flicker in his eyes. I don't know what exactly, but I pushed it aside, as we headed towards our rooms thinking it was a trick of the light.

When I got to my door, I stopped and said "goodnight" to Niall with a tired smile.

"Goodnight" he echoed and he slowly walked away from my door as I closed it.

I walked to my bed, quickly getting changed into some pyjamas as I yawned, tired out. Today had been a stressful and chaotic day and as my head hit the pillow I felt myself falling to sleep. I really wasn't looking forward to what tomorrow might bring but I knew it would come, and in the morning I'd have to deal with it, but for now I could just sleep.


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