The Beggining

As 5 boys named Louis, Niall, Liam, Harry and Zayn walked the streets of London they all had the tragic memories fill their mind to why they were out on the streets anyways. What will happen next? Read to find out.


1. harry's story

Harry's POV

"Get in the corner fag!" my dad shouted as he turned around to face my mum. My sister Gemma sat in the corner across from me bawling her eyes out. My dad smacked my mum really hard across the face. That was it, im tired of him treating us like this. The only reason why he was still here is because weve all been to scared to do anything about it. I got up slowly not making a single noise. I walked up behind him and punched him in the side of his head as hard as I could. He lost his balance and fell over but got back up quickly. My mum backed up a bit telling me to stop but I didnt but neither did my dad. He pushed me back hard, really hard. I fell to the ground but before i could get up he came over and punched me in the face but I kicked him in the gut. He held is stumach hunched over in pain. I got up and walked over to him, I pushed him back and he fell next to Gemma. Gemma was allready sobbing but she did even more when he dug his nials into her skin. I kicked him away and stomped on his hand. "HARRY, STOP, PLEASE" my mum yelled/pleaded. I didnt listen I just kicked him again. My mum covered her mouth sobbing when I relized why. The cops where standing in the door way. "Please step away from the man on the floor please Mr.Styles" I did what they said and steped away from my horrible father. "Everyone follow me outside exept you" he pointed at me. My mum and Gemma followed and officer outside so me and the man where left alone in the living room besides my dad and some parimedics.

"Do you mind telling me your name, son"

"Harry Styles"

"And why where you beating this man, your mum and your sister?"

"I wasnt beating my mum or my sister i was deffending them because my dad was beating us."

"How can you prove it?"

"Bring my mum or sister in here and i swear they will tell the same story"

"Its ok Harry, calm down, I belive you,

you are free to go just be carfefull, we are going to arrest your dad."

"ok" he then left so I was there by myself. The cops took my dad with them and my mum walked along with my sister to the ambulance. My mum was really hurt. The pare medics took her to the hospital. When they got comfortable I asked the doctor what was wrong with my mum. He said that she got a seriouse concution and moved into a coma. I started to cry when Gemma walked in and I had to tell her the bad news. After about a week of endless sleeping in uncomfortable chairs the doctor told me to go home (I already told Gemma to leave and get some real rest) 1 year later- its been abot a year sense my mum went in the coma and sense I have spoken to Gemma. I got a phone call later that day from the hospital that my mom was at and gave me bad news. My mom didn't survive from the bad coma. I called up Gemma to tell her thebad news and how we are just going to meet up at the cemetery for just a small funeral. After the funeral was done and Gemma left I saw a 4 other boys by a headstone. one was infront of all them holding flowers and crying i thought that he had just lost someone so i walked over to give sypothy when. 

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