Harry Styles.
"Your dads still alive?" Liam stares right through me. "He's in your room? Harry are you fucking kidding me right now."
"Hey- woah, no that's what we're not gonna do," Riley pushes Liam back. "We can't help who are parents are Liam."
"Easy for you to say your mum was a fucking murderer and you're not any-"
"Hey!" Niall yells. "You do not get to talk about her that way. Ever. What your mouth."
"Harry your dad is not safe here. At all, he's on that list. He's on so many people lists- how do you think you were found by Louis' dad? He can't be here. Not with the kids here too."
"Are you okay?" She nods, her voice was shaky and her eyes were red. "Liam I don't understand what's happening but reflective behaviour only kills you. You talk to her like that again and you'll be seeing the other end of the fucking knife. Are we clear?"
"Tell them Riley, or I will." Riley pleads with him quietly. "Liam, I can promise you whatever it is, can not be any worse than the shit we've already done."
"As I recall she's never mentioned her mothers name. Right?" Her hands push into her back pockets. "So what?"
"Kashida Macias." I take her hand pulling her closer. "Who's that?"
"Riley." Niall's face went pale. "Aki Macias is your mother?" Her quiet sobs slowly got harder to control. "You helped kill my mother?" Niall's voice had gotten quieter. "Niall."
"You helped kill my mother?" He repeats. "Niall she was a kid when all of this happened." Zayn tried to reason. "She was barely even grown herself. My mum was 25, you were 10, that's enough to know what's wrong."
"Niall this is not her fault. Liam what the fuck is wrong with you." There was not an ounce of remorse in his face. "She killed my mum. I don't think I'm the one you should be asking that question to Harry."
"She was 10! She was a kid!" Her hands were shaking, she seemed so genuinely afraid of the one person she'd found comfort in.
"Liam how could you." Niall just seemed so angry. "You fucking killed my mother." Niall says again, his voice a little louder. "Niall I didn't have a choice she forced me to."
"We let you into the house. We gave you a home. We trusted you."
"I didn't know it was your mum, I swear I thought you'd lost your parents she just said to kill her or she'd make me go back and I could t, please you have to understand."
"Understand? What is it that you want me to understand? That you killed people from a young age for selfish intentions? Yeah?"
"Niall!" He steps closer and I heard her breathing stop, Liams arm twitching.
So I pushed him back. "Zayn stand with Riley. You two! Outside! Now!"
Pushing them both through the hallway I'd just prayed the door would close on them a little. It hadn't. "She's a fucking traitor! Why are you on her side!?"
"Selfish intentions?! Selfish fucking intentions!? That women has risked her life over and over to try and rid herself of that fucking women and the stupid shit she made her do and you have the fucking nerve to try and get in her face?! Are you fucking stupid!?"
"Harry you don't understand! We let her into our lives-"
"She was a kid! She didn't have any choice in the matter! If you ever, ever! Fucking get in that girls face like that again, so help me god you will wish that you were fucking dead! I will destroy your life and make you pray you had kept your fucking mouth shut."
"You will not ever understand what we're saying." Liam speaks, yet again.
"And you will not ever see the light of fucking day if you ever try and put a hand on her again Liam, I don't care what she is to you if you ever do that shit again you are fucking dead!"
He tries to speak so I cut him off. "She was a child! 10 years old! You know what you're supposed to do at 10!? Go to school! You're supposed to go to school and play and draw shit you know your mums gonna throw! You know what she did!? She went home every night scared to shit thinking it was her last day!"
"What like we didn't have it bad?" That seemed to have knocked Niall right back into place.
"Oh my god. Oh my fucking god, what- what did I just do?" He covers over his mouth as the tear well up.
"Liam please, Riley is one of the most selfless people you know. She's practically your sister, she's sacrificed so much of her life to keep you safe. From what I recall the entire time you were here and she was with the others, you two were protected, right? Not a single hit?"
"Yeah. So what?"
"Riley took those hits when they got back. He said it was her life spared or yours, and she chose you two every fucking time."
I stepped closer. The colour slowly moved back into their faces.
"So I tell you again, with full confidence that if you do fuck up, it will happen. You ever, ever; try and lay a hand on her again, or you ever make her feel like that again to the point where she had to hide from you, i will rip you apart until you are nothing. Am. I. Clear?"
"Yeah." Liam clears his throat. "Liam I get that your mad. I understand it, but I didn't try and fucking get her killed after finding out she'd killed my sister. Because she would not ever hurt anybody without reason. So stop acting like such a fucking cockend, get in there and apologise, now."
"Got it." Pushing them both back through the house I stood with Zayn hearing a small sigh.
"Zayn I know it's not his fault that's why I didn't touch him. I wouldn't have stopped if I'd hit him. But he needs to learn that he can not take everything to heart. Shit happens and he needs to learn to live with it."
"No I think he got what he needed. I'm glad it was you and not me cause I would've beat the shot out of both of them."
"Hm. That's a new one."
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Love&Affection | Larry Stylinson
Hayran Kurgu"He's dead." Harry whispered. "That's the idea." "He's dead." He repeats. "I mean his eyes are separate from his sockets and his spleen is somewhere mixed in with his teeth. So yes." "You killed him!" He points. "Don't point what if he's shy." "Oh...
