I'm His Little Sister

Anna Horan, Just a normal teenage girl, but what happens when Niall comes home for a few weeks over Christmas, bringing the youngest of the five boys with him? Over the majority of those weeks Niall finds some things out about his two siblings, Anna's being abused by her current boyfriend which leads her to multiple things in her life and Greg is expecting a child with his girlfriend who is cheating on him. The day Niall and Harry get there, the three Horan siblings find out their father has gotten into a tragic car crash coming home, then their mom has a total melt down. The same day their mom is shot. Anna at that point had a choice to go with Niall or Greg. But who will she choose? Harry Styles, Niall's youngest band mate also becomes close to the youngest Horan sibling, who is younger than him. Harry and Anna both slowly find themselves falling for each other, but Niall and Greg being the over protective brother they are, would never let them be as one...or will they?


1. The Arrival (Warning: Abuse, Sexual Scene, and Language Involved)

Please Note: In The description it says their dad and mom died. This chapter and the next  is when it happens.

Anna's P.O.V.

I woke up early that morning, blinded by the burning sunlight shinning through the curtains in my bedroom and oddly enough I saw a tall figure walk in my room and towards my curtains. Unsure of what was going on, I was completely quiet until the curtains were pulled back and the sunlight hit me right in my face. I automatically shielded my face and dove under my covers. I then let out a quiet growl then I heard my older brother, Greg say.

"Anna Nicole, get up!" I then let out another growls, this time louder than the last.

"C'mon Anna, there's a surprise downstairs for you." I then groaned as I slowly got up and got dressed. I put on a red plaid button down with a black spaghetti strap tank top on underneath, Some ripped up blue jeans, my tan Uggs, and my blue Aeropostal hoodie. As I walked downstairs I saw a familiar bright, Blonde head of hair.

"NIALL!" I screamed as I run up to him and hugged him tight. He was gone for so long and now he's back, although I knew he couldn't stay, I was just happy I at least got to see him again. I then heard my older brother, also the middle child of us three, let out a deep, Irish chuckle.

"Good to see you too, Anna.' I don't know how, but Niall and Greg both came out full Irish while I came out only part Irish, So I have American accent. I let out a small giggle then glanced over at the curly haired boy beside him and pulled away from Niall..

"You must be Harry?" I smiled faintly. "The one and Only," I heard him smirk and all I though was "Oh my gosh, I have to deal with cockiness until Niall leaves? This will be fun."

"C'mon, Love." I heard Niall say with a smile. He took my hand in his and walked to the dinning room. Our mom and dad on each end, Greg and Harry on the right side of the table, and Niall and I on the Left. I then went into the kitchen to help mom with the food and other stuff. Of course Niall was the first one to dig in.


-A Few Hours Later-

Our mom had called us in for a family meeting. When we walked in she was crying.

"Mum, are you OK?" I heard Niall speak out.

"Where's Daddy?' I spoke as I looked around only to see my Father was present.

"Sit down kids." She spoke softly and sighed. I sat in between Niall and Greg on the couch and waited on the new my mom was so devastated about.

"Your Father died in a car crash on the way home." I suddenly felt tears building up. I was as tough to everyone, but no one has ever seen my weak side. I felt as if my whole world was crashing down on me, surrounding me in darkness. I leaned down and placed my head between my legs and my arms on my knees and began to burst into tears. I felt both my older brothers hug me to try and comfort me, but all I did was push them away and I ran up to my room, slamming the door behind me.

I sat in my room for a few hours before I got a call from my boyfriend, Tristan, asking me to come over. I sniffled and grabbed my jacket, my phone, and my keys before going downstairs, completely ignoring my brothers and Harry. I then drove over to Tristan's.

I pulled up then walked inside and saw Tristan watching a movie.

"Hey, Babe." I nodded and walked over to him. He then pulled me onto his lap and began softly kissing my neck. I then slowly moved so his lips would dis-attach from my neck. "What are you doing?" He asked looking at me confused.

"I don't want to have sex, Tristan" I sighed and watched the movie. I sniffled as then I felt his lips reattach to my neck, sucking softly. "I Said no, Tristan!" I yelled moving away from him. I then saw him stand up and I felt the sudden impact of his hand coming in contact with my face. I felt the tears from earlier building up and I held my cheek.

I quickly stood up and walked to the door, but i was suddenly lifted off the ground and thrown over Tristan's shoulder.

"NO! Tristan! Put me down, Please!" I begged as I felt the hot tears streaming down my face knowing what was about to happen. I left my phone on the counter so I couldn't call anyone to help.

"Shut Up! You brought this upon yourself!" I began to cry harder as I was thrown on the bed. I tried to raise up, but when I did he slapped me in the face. When he hit me I fell back and he slowly stripped my clothes off. Starting with my shirt, then my Bra, his fingers trailing down my stomach and to my jeans, unbuttoning them and sliding my underwear off.

I was put back on the lay, laying down then I felt him tie me to the bed. He smirked then kissed my left breast before slipping his shirt over his head and pinching my right breast where my nipple is. He smirked again and took y right nipple in his mouth, sucking and biting hard on it. I let a scream as he bit down.

His left hand finally finding my Left breast and rubbing it. I started to cry more because I wanted out of this hell hole horribly. A few minuets later his fingers slid down to my dry core. I wasn't wet one bit. As a matter of fact, I was pissed that he was doing this to me.

I suddenly felt two fingers slip inside of me. I couldn't help but let out a scream, a scream of pain and no pleasure at all. I kept screaming out and his tongue slipped inside of me, exploring the inside of me. This mad me cry even more than before and it made me madder because I now couldn't give my virginity to someone I truly love, someone who truly loves me and wouldn't force me into anything.

He then pulled away and looked at me with a mischievous grin, "Ready?' I shook my head vigorously before the started thrusting into me, not giving me anytime to adjust. It burned so horribly that I couldn't help but let out a bloodcurdling scream. I saw that evil grin upon his face as he leaned in and kissed my neck again as I constantly screamed, begging him to stop, but my pledes were ignored, as a matter of fact mt begging made it worse.

He thrusted harder, faster, and deeper, making the pain a whole lot worse. I suddently looked down and saw blood and I threw my head back as the hot, salty tears flowed faster. I tried to ignore the increased pain, but I failed. I felt him lean down to suck on my breast again as he thrusted. I then felt him pull out and thrust in harder and he pounded into me again.

I was pretty sure I would lose my voice, but I don't care. All I wanted was to get out. He kept thrusting harder and harder, causing me more pain. He finally pulled out before he came and smirked before kissing my neck again, "Good Girl. Now I want your little ass to go home and don't say anything or it will be worse next time." He said before untieing me.

I nodded as he walked out to get a shower. I then slowly raised up and groaned. I was pretty sure I wasn't going to be able to walk straight, so I got dressed and got my jacket and key. When I went downstairs, I got my phone and walked out.

-About 20 Minuets Later-

I slowly walked inside, sore, weak, and a little scared. I saw Niall and Greg crying in the living room and became confused.

"What's wrong guys? I asked softly then I saw Niall's baby blue eyes burn straight through me.

"Mum was shot when she went out to get something in town." I heard Greg whisper. I then felt my already shattered heart drop to my stomach, being burned by the skin boiling acids.

"Your lying. Why would you tell me that, Greg! Is that your idea of a sick joke!?" I screamed

"God damn it, Anna! Do you honestly believe I would joke about something like this?!" He screamed back.

All I did was shake my head. "I don't know what to belive anymore." I then slowly waked upstairs with a sigh. When  I got into my room I slammed my door shut and lay on my bed, on my stomach and screamed as loud as I could into my pillow.

It seriously pissed me off that both my parents, gone, dead in one day, the same day Niall comes home, and the same day I'm raped. Could my life get any worse?

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