Harry and Marcel, the Styles brothers

problems at home

Taylors pov

when I walked through the front door I was greated by an angry looking father. "where have you been Taylor? I have been worried sick." my dad asked angrily with crossed arms. I sighed and looked at him, trying not to roll my eyes.

"I was studying with a friend. I texted mom and she said it would be alright as long as I was back before curfew and curfew isnt for another hour." I said but he still looked angry. what did I do that was so wrong? I told my mom and I was home early like she said.

"was that the Styles boy that your brother use to hang around with before we sent him to your aunts?" my dad asked while I nodded.

"yeah, I was studying with his brother Marcel and he walked me home. thats all dad, I wont start acting up like Jonah did. I promise." I said while he sighed and rubbed his forehead.

"will you just get William and Jackson ready for bed. Chris should be home soon to look over your homework. I'll be in my office doing work and your mom is out with your aunt Terry." he said while I nodded before he left.

I walked upstairs and saw my two little brothers running around. "Will, Jackson, I'm home." I said while they stopped and ran over to me, almost tackling me to the ground.

"are you up here to put us to bed Tay?" Jackson asked while I nodded and they sighed and walked to there shared room. Jackson was five and William was four, they were bestfriends since day one. its adorable.

I followed them and got them dressed into their pj's berore tucking them in and turning the light off. I walked to my room which was right across the hall and sat on my bed while waiting for Chris. it was a few moments until my phone began to ring.

"hey Taylor, its Marcel." he said and sounded like he was smiling. I couldnt help but smile myself at the sound of my chirpie friend.

"hey whats up Marcel?" I asked while walking over to my desk since I decided to paint my nails. I put my phone on speaker and started to paint.

"Harry and I were wondering if you wanted to join us and our mum on holiday in two weeks since its break then anyways. our mum said it would be just wonderful to have you join us." he said while I smiled.

"I would love to but I need to check with my parents first. I will let you know as soon as I can." I said while continuing with my nails.

"alright well, I should get going. have a great night Taylor." Marcel said before we hung up. just as we did there was a gentle knock on my door.

"come in if you dare but be warned, I have nail polish beside me." I  warned so they wouldnt try anything stupid.

'some things just never change huh, Taylor." said a guys voice that I hadnt heard in years.

"oh my gosh, Mikey!" I yelled before running over to hug him. Mikey was my older brother that was sent to my Aunts to deal with his behavor issues. we were so close before he was sent away.

"mom and dad are letting me move back here because Aunty Terry told them I was cured and I am. I am so much better now." he said while I smiled.

"I missed you so much Mikey. you have no idea." I said while he smiled and sat on my bed. then my phone began to ring again. I didnt bother to look at the id so I just answered blindly.

"hi Taylor." a deep, accented voice that belonged to none other then Harry Styles said once I had answered.

"Harry, nows is not a good time for your crap okay?" I said while Mikey shook his head while watching me talk.

"no, thats not what I called for. I just needed to ask you a question." he said while I sighed and waited for him to continue.

"can we just start over? no more harsh or rude exchanges between us, maybe just friends." he asked while I sighed.

"alright Harry but now is not a good time to talk, we can speak later." I said before we hung up. I looked at Mikey who was still shaking his head.

"he's trouble Taylor, you should just stick to hanging around with Marcel." he said while I smiled.

"I can handle this Mikey, I promise." I said while he nodded. we sat there for a couple moments before there was a crash from downstairs followed by our parerents yelling. they have been trying to work things out but we all know they are gonna end up divorced.

it wasnt long before I burst into tears like I do every time they fight. Mikey pulled me into him and rubbed my back just like he use to. soon Jackson and William joined us. they were crying to. more bangs could be heard but we knew not to get involved after my dad hit me for trying to stop them.

soon Chris walked in and grabbed the two younger boys and placed them in the closet before grabbing my bat. "Mikey, I need your help downstairs now. Taylor go in the closet, shut the door and dont come out until I tell you to." he said before him and Mikey left. I  was scared so I grabbed my cellphone and sat inbetween my younger brothers and shut the door.

"I dialed the first number I could think of and asked him to come through the window and stay with my brothers and I until we were sure it was okay. it was Harry, he came and I let him in.

"whats going on?" he asked while he came to the closet with me. I shook my head when I heard Mikey and Chris yelling. I could hear the pain from Chris' voice.

"please help them. please, I dont know whats going on but they need help." I said while he nodded and looked me in the eyes.

"stay here, I will be back. everything is going to be okay." he said before leaving. I did my best to cover my brothers ears so they wouldnt hear what was going on but I doubt it worked. I heard more yelling before the sound of sirens rang in my ears.