One Direction's Baby Sister (Edited)

Chapter 30

Liam's POV

I knocked on the hotel door later on that night. "Lena, open up." I said.

There was no answer.

Zayn had been furious when Lena had run off. After she ran, he shoved me, and after Harry ran after her, he called me quite a few names.

He made me realize I should've been there for Lena instead of being angry at her. I felt bad, and I had come to apologize to her.

"Lena, please?" I asked.

Finally the door opened. But it was Harry who was at the door. I frowned.

"The hell are you doing with her?" I demanded. He had no business being in here anymore. Especially alone.

He leaned on the door. "Zayn and I share a room with her, don't you remember?" he asked.

"You two are dating!" I exclaimed.

"Shhh!" he hissed. He turned and glanced back into the room behind him.

It was totally silent.

"Lena's asleep. Don't wake her up." He murmured.

I grabbed him by the arm and pulled him out of her room, wincing from my bullet wound.

"Liam, jeez. Calm down. I'm not about to get her pregnant." He whispered.

"I should punch you for even saying that."

"You know sometimes the overprotective act is a bit too much. And bad for her." He said.

"Bad for her?!" I demanded. What the hell was he talking about? What did he know about what was good for my sister? If I'd been the one calling the shots, nothing would have ever happened to her in the first place.

"Yes, Liam bad." Harry said, clearly annoyed. "You protected her when you thought I brought her home too late, and you ended up pissing her off and she left. What happened that night?"

I didn't answer, but all I could think about was Zayn bursting through the door and telling me my sister was hit by a car.

"You know exactly." He said. "And what about when you tried to protect her from, I don't know, everything, and she ran off to Alan? What happened that day, Liam?"

Now I saw the asshole's hand colliding with my sister's cheek, followed by her falling.

"Lena is almost eighteen. She's almost a free woman. Not to mention, she's got herself a record deal. Simon caught up with her after we left the concert and she signed the contract. She's about to have her own life to live. Let her go, Liam. Let her grow up." Harry said.

It hit me that Lena was almost an adult. My god.

"I just got her back." I whispered.

Suddenly Harry, Lena's boyfriend, was gone. He was replaced by Harry, my best mate.

"Liam..." he said softly.

"I was there." I said. "I remember."

FLASHBACK

My family and I were on the beach. I was only six years old. Mum and daddy were playing with baby Lena, who was only two. She was cute. All my best friends' sisters and mums thought she was the cutest thing ever. If you asked me, I thought she was a bit of a pest. She always wandered away while mum and daddy were talking. She never went far, because I always went and led her back to mum. But today, mum told me that I could go swim with daddy.

"What about Lena?" I asked mum.

"What about Lena?" she asked.

"Don't you want me to look after her?"