My Brother's Gang *Niall Punk Fanfic

Chapter One: Nathan

I leave the tattoo parlour and walk straight into Nathan and his gang, they surround me, one with curly hair winks and Nathan hits him in the chest. "Got a tattoo sis?" Nathan asks, wanting to see it. I pull my left sleeve up and reveal a trail of musical notes down the inside of my forearm. "Nice." Nathan smiles, he turns to leave. "be careful at home sis, Dad's drunk." He warns before hugging me and beckoning his gang of five to follow. The blonde one hesitates and stares for a while, I stick my middle finger up and he chuckles and catches up with Nathan.

That's what I love about Nathan, he's one of those nice big brothers that actually care and looks out for me. Not that he really needed to look out for me, everyone knew I was his sister and if they messed with me they'd most likely end up dead, you could say they were a little scared. I walked home, my arm hurt, I wish someone had told me that tattoos hurt. I pulled my sleeve down and walk through the door to be greeted by a drunk dad.

"Where have you been?" he slurs struggling to stand, he hold on to the door frame. "I went for coffee with Stephie." I reply, I don't want to seem as though i'm back chatting. I know Nathan wont be back for an hour or so, better stay away from dad, he can get a little violent. Dad left it at that and I wondered upstairs. A while later I heard Nathan come in. I ran downstairs and greeted him with a hug. "He didn't do anything right?" He asks making sure I'm okay. "nope." I beam hugging him tighter.

Knowing dad was drunk Nathan invited him into his room for the evening. "Have you eaten today Dynasty?" He questions, I shake my head as I try and count his seemingly endless tattoos. "Okay what do you fancy for dinner?." he raises an eyebrow then figures out what I'm doing. "32" He grins as he walks downstairs for food.

His room was surprisingly tidy compared to any other 19 year old. To me Nathan always seems to have 2 sides, the caring and protective side he portrays to me, then the tough 'Ima beat the crap outta you' side that he shows everyone else, I like it that way though. Nathan walks back up with 2 bowls of instant noodles, I laugh. "Such a great cook." He throws a pillow at me, I poke my tongue out. Me and Nathan sit and eat our noodles, I go change into my pj's.

"So want to watch a movie tonight?" He asks walking over to his DVDs. "Yeah sure." I grin. "Okay hun choose one, I have to go make a phone call." he smiles, roughling my long blue hair, I slap his hand away. I can hear his conversation no matter how quiet he's trying to be. "Louis, did you get it." There's a pause. "What do you think I mean you fool. The gun."