Trouble

- chapter 3.

"That's my sister you're defiling there, you know." Harry said, moving his gaze to Zayn. Cleary amused. 

"Sorry." Zayn mumbled. "We I mean I got carried away." He didn't sound sorry.

I let out an aggravated breath. "Get. Out." 

"Is that anyway to talk to your big brother?" He said flashing a grin at me.

"You should have stayed in San Fransisco, Harry. Ruin some other peoples lives, maybe?" I retorted.

"I'm your brother, not a killer, Sum." He said, moving towards me.

"Son don't do this. Think about the family. Even if you won't miss me, they will."

"I'm pretty god damn sure, mom won't." Harry had replied. 

"What about Summer?" 

Four year old me heard my name being said. So, I walked out of my room to the balcony, looking down to see my brother with a gun and my father backed up against the wall. 

"She'll get over it." He said, pulling his finger back on the trigger. "She always does." 

And just like that my father was killed, right in front of me.

I wanted to scream "STOP!" or "HELP!" but my mouth was stuck. I couldn't open it even if I tried. 

Harry always said he had done it for the better of his family. That apparently my father had been abusing Harry and my mother. And, our mother eventually forgave him. She had never seen her father abuse anyone. He had to be lying. "Not in a million years, your not my brother." I spat. "You're still a killer."

"I don't really see how those things cancel eachother out. They sure didn't in dad's situation!" He yelled back.

I could tell Zayn felt awkward, when he stood up. He came over to me and whispered in my ear.

"I'm going to go Sum." He glanced at Harry who was walking out. "I love you. Stay strong beautiful."

You what? 

OH GOD.

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NIALLS P.O.V.

I had a hangover, my head hurt really bad. Today was the last day of college before break. Thank god. I couldn't pay attention though, I kept thinking about Summer. She probably wasn't even in school. Although, she was a senior in highschool and I am a freshman in college, I knew her, if she really liked a guy she'd ditch with them. She probably ditched with Zayn. Ugh.

The bell rang, I stacked up my books and sighed. I was thinking about going to Summeri's to apologize for last night, but I'd probably find Zummer making out on the couch or something.

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SUMMERS P.O.V.

"What do you want Anna?" I snapped, putting my books in my locker as the perky brunette came running up to me.

"You going to Niall's party tonight?" She asked me.

 "Wasn't invited." I laughed, leaning up against my locker. 

 "Wha, come on! You're his best friend no invite needed. Plus, I sorta need you to call him for me. We aren't really on good terms." She said quietly.

"WAS his best friend." I snapped then sighed in defeat. "Fine, I'll call him for you." I took out my cell and typed in his number, putting it to my ear as I heard a familiar voice on the other end.

"Hello?"

"Hi. Niall. This- This is Summer."

"I know." He said, sounding aggravated. "Caller I.D."

"Right um. Anna wanted me to ask you if she was invited to your party, you guys are apparently on bad terms." I said awkwardly, coughing. 

"Are you kidding me?" He scoffed into the phone. "Really? That's why you called? You are unbelievable. Yes, you both are invited. Happy?" And, with that he hung up.

"Your invited." I said to Anna before running off. I got to my house locked the door and ran up to my room and falling onto my bed.