Save Me From My Reality

*Authors Note*

Heyy guys well this is my first fan fiction.<3 So if you could not hate , it would be amazing.(: Hope you like it !

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*Kaylee's P.O.V.*

Great .. Another bruise to cover up. Another cut to hide. Another scratch to deal with.

My mom and dad , they beat me. My brother he moved away 2 years ago. He is Harry Styles from One Direction.

I really don't favor him at all. All we share is our hair color and skin color. My eyes , crystal blue the kind that is really rare. My hair is long and wavy like a tumbler girl. But I'm nowhere near a tumbler girl.

I'm not trying to sound like an attention whore .. But I think I'm ugly and fat all that stuff.

My parents blame me for Harry leaving. They always loved him more. I'm 16 , 2 years younger than Harry. I don't have an accent like him. I have a southern accent. I grew up with my aunt in a small town in Georgia. But now here I am. Back in the old house with my parents.

My aunt passed away from a car crash. I was with her. She put her body over mine taking the blow for me. I wish she didn't. I miss her.

"You dirty little whore!" My father screams outside the bathroom door.

I sink to the ground and cry. He beats on the door but I don't answer , I know what will happen if I do..

He finally leaves. I go under the cabinet looking for my 'old friend'. I throw my bracelets on the floor next to me. I take the razor to my wrist and slice and slice and slice. At least 8 new cuts. Some over old scars. New wounds. New battle scars. I cry for a little while longer and then collect myself.

I hear the front door slam. They left. Thank god. I get up and clean my cuts. I put my bracelets over my wrist again and walk out.

I go up the top floor. No one. A note it reads

 'Kaylee, we left you. We are leaving for a while. We don't want you anymore. You can get your own money with your job. When we get back the house better be spotless. -Mom&Dad.'

Joy. I walk in my room and turn on my music. 'Little things' by One Direction comes on. I cry myself to sleep .. Again.

*Harry's P.O.V.*

The boys and I are pulling up to my old house. No cars here. Maybe they went shopping or something. I put my key in the door and unlock it. I run in the house screaming "Kaylee-Bug! Where are you?" The boys look confused but I’ll explain later.

I run to her room.. To find her sleeping. Her cheeks are red and tear stained. "What the hell?" Niall yells behind me. I turn around and give him a look to tell him to shut up. I walk over to her bed and gently wake her.

She looks at me for a minute before she realizes who I am.

"Har-Bear!" She screams and jumps up and hugs me.

*Kaylee's P.O.V.*

I wake up to find Harry and his band.

"Har-Bear!" I scream jumping in to his arms.

"Hey Kaylee-Bug." He whispers to me.

God I have missed him. Wait.. How do I tell him about mom and dad? Oh well I will cross that bridge when I get there.

"These are my mates Niall, Louis, Zayn, and Liam." He tells me pointing to each when he says there name.

"I know who yall are. Yall are One Direction!" I say happily.

"Do you listen to us?" Louis ask.

"I've heard yall before." I explain. I am totally freaking out on the inside.

"You don't sound like your a brit love?" Liam says but it comes out more as a question.

I look at Harry and he tells them that my Aunt Nora needed help on her farm and they sent me to help. Harry had already left so he couldn't. That's not the reason at all. I ran away and my aunt was visiting us. I told her what my parents had been doing and she took me home with her. I told her not to tell the police or anything and she didn't.

*Niall's P.O.V.*

"I'm hungry!" My stomach growls as I say the words. The boys grown and Kaylee smiles and leads us to the kitchen.

This house is big and confusing. "Where are Mom and Dad?" Harry asks looking around.

"They went on a vacation." Kaylee answers rather quickly.

"Umm .. Then why are you here?" Harry looks confused.

"I didn't want to go. And I needed to watch the house. They needed time alone." She says looking at the ground.

*Kaylee's P.O.V.*

I can feel the tears coming. I can't let them see me cry. I tell them I'm going to take a shower that can watch T.V. or something.

I walk in the bathroom and turn on the hot water. Put my iPhone on my ihome and press play. 'The A-Team' comes on. I undress and just look in the mirror. That's when the tears fall. "I'm so fat. I'm so ugly." I mumble to myself. I get in the shower and just cry.

I get out and dry off and I walk to my room. To get to my room from the bathroom I was in .. You have to go to throw the living room. I totally forgot about the boys. I have a towel on and I have my earphones in. I'm singing and open my eyes to find 5 boys staring at me. I run to my room blushing.

*Harry's P.O.V.*

Kaylee runs through the living room in only a towel. My best mates just saw my little sister pretty much naked! I get up and go to her room. I knock on the door.

"Who is it?" She yells behind the door.

"Harry , it's Harry." I reply.

She opens the door in a pair of boxers with hearts on them and a tank top her hair in a towel.

"Nice pants" I say laughing.

"Shut up Styles! There yours from a long time ago!" She replies pretending to hit me.

I walk in her room and flop down on the bed. She is smiling and walks over to me and flops down beside me.

"I've missed you Kaylee-Bug." I whisper to her.

"I've missed you too Har-Bear." She whispers back.

I wanted to know why she was crying when we found her. It was bothering me to not know. So I asked. "When me and the boys showed and up and found you , you look like you had been crying alot.. What happened?"

I could see the pain return to her eyes.  She started to tear up and I pulled her in to my arms.

"Shh , shh it's okay Kaylee I got you know." I cooed.

"They beat me Harry. They hit me. They abused me when you left. They blamed me for you leaving." She cried.

"Who did? Who hurt you?" I asked my blood boiling. No one hurts my sister. No one!

"M-mom & Da-Dad!" She stammered threw her tears.

It took me a minute to let this sink in.