She's Mine.

Please Be Ok.

* Niall's P.O.V.*

It was late, so me and the lads were in the front room. The shitty little hospital didn't call, me and the boys weren't really enjoying ourselves, because these girls called Perrie and Eleanor came round demanding to know what we had done to the girls. I think Zayn likes Perrie the same with Louis and Eleanor. Liam has a pretty girlfriend called Lauren Jacobs. I wanted to take Syd on a date as soon as she gets home. But I also want to let her rest.

I looked over at the wall clock. 10:30 pm...

"Wanna go Torsobreaker?" I announced. Torsobreaker is what we say when we used to fight outside on the front lawn.

"Well we haven't done that in a while" laughed Liam.

"Last time was the night when Haz and Niall saw the girls" Louis pointed out.

"Talking about the girls, how are they?" Zayn asked.

"They are fine" I claimed.

"For now." Harry mumbled. He can't just say that. How dare he! Little shit! That's my friend that will probably be my girl friend. Soon. "Don't say that." I growled, getting even more angry.

"Or what Little Leprechaun?"

--------------------------------------------- Sorry Niall!! Didn't mean it love yahs forever!!xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx---------------------------------------------

I stood up from the white leather sofa. As did Harry.

"Say it again Styles, I dare you, see what happens." In the background Liam, Zayn an Louis were quietly chanting 'Torsobreaker'.

"Little bloody Leprechaun". He said it. I hate those words. Ill tell you why later. I swung my hand up and hit Harry's nose breaking it, causing it to bleed.

"Dick" Harry cursed.

"Say it again" I Whispered. "Say it" He stood up straight and said it.

"Little Blonde Leprechaun". I knocked him with my fist right around his face, making him stumble back a bit. His lip was cut open by my punch, and his nose was bruising already. Unexpectedly he threw a punch at me, right on my jaw line. I fell back on the sofa, but I swiftly got up. I punched him in his gut and balls. As he winced over in pain I took my knee and kneed him in the face. He fell over sideways and I asked him, "Want to say it again?". I got no reply so I took it as a no. "What I thought". Liam dragged me up the spiral staircase into my room.

"Why Niall?"

"Because Liam, he was referring to Sydney".

"So? Sydney isn't actually yours."

"I know Liam but she's like my little sister. I feel like I have to take care of her."

"I get it just, make sure you do keep her safe. And I'll call you down there when Haz is all patched up so you CAN say sorry. Go it?"

"Yeah"

"Good" honestly sometimes Liam is like the dad in this house. He really is. I couldn't be bothered to see Harry, or anyone. So I went to the top of the stairs and shouted down, "Harry we all good?, yeah ok. I'm going bed see you lot tomorrow".

I walked in to my room and shut the door behind me and kicked my Supras off. I dived into the covers and found myself crying. What if Sydney doesn't make it? What can I do then? Eleanor and Perrie will defiantly blame me. I dried my eyes and looked in the mirror. I took my shirt and sweatpants off and examined my scar, on the inside of my leg. I hate that. I hate that so much, it scares people off, a lot. Or they either want an adventurous background story to it, but because no one knows about it, I'm not about to tell some random stranger that I'm going to have sex with. That's mental. I hate it. I went to clean my teeth and noticed Brooke's hair band in my on suite bathroom. Brooke Daisy Elizabeth Dines. She's my ex, I want nothing to do with her, I hate her to. So much hate. I was also depressed.

My mum Maura was killed in a car crash. My dads fault. My older brother Greg. Died in a fire, along with his wife and children. Also my dads fault. There is only me and my twin, Marley Alex Ree Horan. Who lives a few doors down and is a total jackass like my dad. He is always trying to steal my stuff as well. And now my dad is trying to find me. Nice family huh?. I crawled back under the covers and cried myself to sleep. I do that a lot now a days.