Harry Styles Little Sister

Im so dead

***** 2 weeks later******

School carried on the same it only got worse . Everyday I would arrive home with a few new bruises or cuts. I had managed to keep them well hidden this time and Liam or any of the others  hadn't  noticed a thing. I had told Liam half the truth. I told him that i had got the bruise from a boy who thought i was breaking into his locker. Harrys right i am a crap lier. Although Liam some how seemed to buy it. He watches me carefully thought and I try to avoid being left alone with him just to be safe from any of his questions. 

Today had been particularly bad in school. Sophie and her gang of plastic barbie sluts thought it would be funny to shove me into the side of Mrs. Jacksons desk before lunch. I was putting my work up on the desk in the neat stack of papers on the way out of class, minding my own businesses  when Sophie rammed her hand into my back causing me to hit the desk with such a force that all the home works and pages to fly up spreading cross the classroom. The vase containing the flowers sent from Mrs Jacksons husband( that she had talked about for the whole of the lesson) slowly started to tip and before any of us could react, the vase lay in pieces shattered across the ground.

"fuck" was the only word that escaped my mouth. I don't no wether it was for the pain that had been formed in the lower half of my ribs, or the mess I had just caused across the classroom, or the thought of what Harry would say when he found out. 

This whole event earned me not only a massive bruise on the ribs but a phone call home to my parents,  but since i am living here with Harry at the moment they will probably contact him instead. I was in so much crap. Harry had taken a seiko at me the last time the school had called him, and that was only because i had been late for class a couple of times this time it was for swearing and damaging school property in one go. What was he going to say this time. I spent the rest of the day trying to come up with a good enough reason as to why I had actually fallen into the desk by accident not on purpose, like Mrs jackson believed thanks to the eye witness account of the whole event from Sophie and her friends. 

When the final bell rang instead of rushing out to Harrys car like usual, i took my time trying to put off the lecture Harry was going to give me. But unfortunately I couldn't stay there for ever so i grabbed my back and headed out the door to face my doom. I looked round the car park as saw red Porsche and started to trudge my way over to it slowly. I quickly got in the passenger seat with my head down not wanting to look at Harry.

"your, in a lot of trouble young lady when you get home" a very irish accent Warned

I looked up to see Niall sitting in the Drivers seat instead of Harry. Thank goodness. I let out a huge sigh of relief. 

"Don't think you have gotten away with it, just because Harrys not here, were all very disappointed with you. Louis was the one who force Harry into not coming to collect you , as Harry was in no fit state to drive here. I don't think i've ever seen him so angry." Niall said not taking his eyes off the road." Why did you do it Sarah."

"It wasn't my fault Niall, you have to believe me." I begged knowing the boys wouldn't give me a chance to tell my side of the story. Niall just shook his head in disappointed. He thought i was lying. They all thought it was my fault. This pissed me off. THey never give me a chance to explain anything. 

" but, it , i ,my , you never give me a chance to explain" i shout back at him getting more annoyed when her rolled his eyes at me. It wasn't not fair!!!!!.

"Fine then, Maybe i should just go and fuck off back to mum at least then I wouldn't have to listen to you's dumb ass idiots that wont believe me when I telling the fucking truth for once" I screamed back in Niall face not meaning a word of it. I didn't want to leave. I felt better just Knowing Harry was around and I didn't want to go back to my old school even if it is just as bad as over here. I watched as Niall's knuckles tightened on the steering wheel turning white due to the amount of pressure he was applying, trying to stay calm 

"Mind your Language Sarah, Liam and Harry will flip if you talk to them like you just spoke to me and drop the attitude before we get in the house. We brought you here to fix you we wont send you back until thats done!! do you hear me Sarah. Your not leaving!." Niall shouted back as we turned into our lane." My advice to you, don't say or do anything to annoy any of us anymore so, when i turn off the car just come inside and accept what ever punishment harry gives you? Do you understand me."

I didn't reply. I just kept my eyes fixed on the image of our house. It was slowly gaining in size. All my anger had been replaced with fear. The last time Harry was mad was when i got in trouble in my last school and that was ages ago 

Niall took the keys out of car and the roar of the engine was silenced. I didn't move. Niall sighed and got out of the car and walked round to my side. He opened my door and pulled me out of my seat. I quickly made one of my feeble attempted to get away from the boys but like usually i was stuck in Niall steel grip. I gave up knowing i would never win and huge my head in defeat.   Niall kept his hand on my back pushing me towards the door and Before Niall could even put the key into the lock the door swung open. This was it. I was dead.