My five protective brothers

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Alison's POV

----skipping to the weekend----

"SHE IS THE FREAK OF THE WEEK..." I Sang happily running down the stairs. "HELLO, my protective brothers." I shouted, running into the kitchen. They just nodded at me and carries on with eating... Hm they haven't noticed my outfit yet.

Ik wearing a black tight crop top, along with another pair of ripped jeans except these ones have more rips, topping off with my black and white Nike air max. My baby's. As you can tell I like the colour black, it's dark like my soul... Well that just got deep.

Anyway, I wonder when they'll notice.... LOL! Okay I'm sounding like I want the attention, but it's honestly the most funniest thing in the world.

I went to walk out of the kitchen when I was pulled by back my bra strap. I'm guessing.... Ashton! I turned around, I was right. I smiled innocently at his glares. "Yes Ashton." I smirked. "Change now!" He growled. "Nope" I snapped and walked away. Maybe that wasn't funny. "When can I have friends?" I asked looking at Harry and jake.

"We've told you already, we don't want them having brothers and when you stay over they can do anything to you!" Hunter replied.

"That reminds me, can Mathew come over pleaseeeeeeeeee." Callum begged. They all nodded.

"WHY CAN EVERYONE ELSE HAVE FRIENDS AND I CANT." I screamed aiming it at the two eldest, Harry and jake.

"We said no" Harry sighed.

"I'm going to the grave" I sighed, tears threatening to spill. "Follow me and your gone." I snapped. They nodded.

Your wondering why I'm going to a grave, it's my mums. She past away 4 years ago, that was the day my 2 Best friends left me. My best friend, Leah, and my mother. As I was nearing to the grave yard. I pulled my phone out of my pocket and checked the time. 10:39am. It's not too early I thought. I was walking down the path when I bumped into two boys. "Sorry." I mumbled and walked around them, one stopped me and I pushed his hand off me and kept walking.

I finally arrived. I took a deep breath before walking past all the older and some newer graves. I've never cried coming here and now that's changed. I miss her.

I stood in front of the grave, tears poring out of my eyes. "Ali... Ali" someone whispered. I turned around and smashed into some body. I lifted my head up... Am I dreaming or is this real. "Leah." I asked she nodded her head. I pulled her into a tight hug and that's when the tears were flowing more and more. "You've changed!" I told her. She looked a lot worse. Short shorts, crop top and quite a bit of make up. I would call her a slut, but I know she's not.

"Why are you here?" I asked her, coming back from the hug.
"Say hello to my mum." She pointed to the grave a few down from my mums. "Oh yeah. I heard about that, I'm sorry." I said hugging her.

"Come To my house for a bit." I said after a silence. "I won't kill you." I added, she nodded and we started walking.

When we got nearer home I told her about how the boys are really protective of me and how they don't let me have friends, but I reassured her that they will let me be her friend.

When I arrived at the house, I slowly opened the door. "WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN" Harry shouted. "I went to the grave if you listened to me." I snapped.

"Leah" said a voice, Callum appeared. "Hey babe!" He cheered hugging her.

"WHAT?!" I screamed, Leah smirked. Smirked? The sly bish knew.