I was playing with the guitar as I waited for the lads to come out dressed for their photo-shoot. My ankle was all fixed, that meant that I could walk around and do whatever I wanted once again. I was playing 'The A-Team' and singing it quietly, not really paying attention to my surroundings. Even though I hate all the fame and music stuff, I can't deny that playing the guitar has some effect on me, the effect being calming me down.
"Didn't know you could play." Louis said, I stopped and looked up only to meet the lads staring at me.
"There are a lot of things you don't know about me." I replied with a shrug. "Are those the outfits?"
"You like them?" Liam questioned with a smile.
"Sure." I replied not caring. "How long is this going to be?"
"We don't know." Niall replied.
"Why?" Zayn questioned. "It is not like you have plans."
"I do have Javadd." I narrowed my eyes at him. "There's this place a couple of blocks from here, and I wanted to check it out."
"You can't leave." Zayn said. "So you'll have to wait."
I rolled my eyes at my brother and kept playing with the guitar. I knew that this was the time to get along with him, but how could I when he was being such a bitch? Zayn shot me a death glare and I stood up taking the guitar with me to another place where I was not going to be bothered.
"Mate." I heard Niall sigh. "Why are you being like that with your sister?" I stopped dead on my tracks and tried to hide so that I could listen to the conversation.
"What do you mean Niall?" Zayn questioned. "I am always like that with her, I don't act different."
"Yes you do mate." Niall said. "You told us how you were with her, yeah you two were never close because you just couldn't, yet right now you are being a total bitch towards her." There was a pause. "It is really obvious that she feels it too because she isn't the bubbly girl that we met two years ago."
"People change Niall." Zayn attacked. "I changed and she did the same. I am sorry we are not the best brothers ever, but you have to understand that what I am doing is for her. My parents asked me to help her to become a better person, you know how she is, and I can't help her, so I rather have my parents hating me because I wasn't a good brother than them hating her because she didn't change. My parents don't understand that she won't change, that's who she is, and to be sincere I don't want her to change."
My eyes grew in shock but I felt so happy, my brother wanted me to stay the same even when my parents asked him to help me change. I moved from the wall and decided that I had heard enough.
I turned around and walked over to the other room where I knew that rest of the lads were. I knew that he was acting different, but I didn't know it was because he was trying to protect me. I now knew that I had been somehow a bitch to him as well, I had to respect him, yet I was making him hate the fact that he was trying to protect me.
"You okay Reeve?" Louis asked as I walked inside the room.
"Yeah." I replied shrugging. "I'm just bored and I want to leave this place, yet I can't because Zayn won't let me leave."
"So you haven't left?" Liam questioned and I shook my head. "We all thought that while we were on the shoot you were out there where you wanted to go. How come you decided to stay?"
"There was no point in going there without my brother." I replied. "It was an old park we used to go when our grandparents took us out of the city." I sat down next to Harry. "I wanted to remind him of the awesome time we had there."
"You miss him don't you?" Harry asked as he brought me closer to him, making me lean and rest my head on his chest. "Why do you pretend that you don't care about him?"
"Just leave me alone Harry." I whined. "I so don't want to talk about that right now, it is not the time or the moment to discuss that."
"You do know that you can talk with any of us about anything, we won't make fun of you, neither think anything bad about you." Harry whispered to my ear. "You are amazing and nothing will change that."
I wanted to reply to him, when I felt someone pull me off Harry's chest, causing me to fall down and hurt my arm on the coffee table that was there. I heard shouting and cussing and someone carried me away from the floor. I was confused and when I gathered what was happening I got free from whoever had me held and walked over to my brother.
"THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU JAVADD?!" I shouted as I kicked him on the back causing him to fall.
There was dead silence in the room and even Harry who was once shouting was now quiet. I was bloody furious, how dare he rip me away from someone like that. We were not doing anything wrong, as a matter of fact we were doing nothing at all.
"THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH ME?!" Zayn shouted. "THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU!"
Now, I am clearly confused as fuck. "WHAT THE FUCK MATE?"
"HOW DARE YOU BE FUCKING AROUND WITH STYLES?!" Zayn shouted.
Now it as all clear. "Go fuck yourself." I stated and walked away from the room.