Zayns P. O. V
I found out that he's real name is Niall Horan, Mr. and Mrs. Payne are his foster parents. I found out that he isn't just an ordinary boy, he suffers panic attacks and he has traumas due to his past.
I'm never gonna look at him the same way ever again. He isn't a spoiled little sly brat, he's a strong, brave young boy. Why didn't I see it? The way he glances at sharp objects. The way his eyes would look back to see if someone was behind him. I should have seen it sooner.
" I'm really sorry about this Mr. Malik " Mrs. Payne said while I just gave her a reassuring smile.
" I hope you'll still be his tutor. I know I should have told you but maybe you won't accept the offer since he's like that. I'm really desperate for a tutor Mr. Malik" Mr. Payne said while adjusting his glasses. Worry and guilt clearly written all over his face.
" There's no need to panic Mr. and Mrs. Payne. I'll still be his tutor, I can handle it. " they both looked relieved when I told them that. Mrs. Payne kept shaking my hand saying thank you while Mr. Payne just smiled at me.
"Can I talk to him? " I asked after Mrs. Payne let go of my hand.
" Of course you can. " Mrs. Payne said happily.
I knocked on the door before coming in. There he was sitting on the edge of the bed. His eyes glued to the floor, his hands neatly folded on to his lap. There was a white fabric wrapped around his hand, a little bit of blood stained on it.
" Niall " I said trying to keep my voice gentle and soft.
He just kept staring at the floor like it was more interesting than me. I tapped my foot which caught his attention. He looked at me with confusion.
" Why don't we talk about your brother. "
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Liams P. O. V
" Hello? " I groaned and looked at the clock beside my bed.
" Liam? " at first I was confused but then I remembered who it was.
" This better be important old man. It's fucking 5 am in the morning and my work at 6. " I said not giving shit at how rude I am. Oh well, it's not like he treats me like a son.
" You're brother cut himself yesterday. He kept chanting some words, after a few minutes he stopped and he shouted your name. " That kinda caught me off gaurd.
" So? Should I shout his name back? Or cut myself too? " I was getting tired and I really don't like it when I sleep on work hours.
" I want you to go back here, he wants you and he needs you Liam. " I can hear something at the background. Something like paper falling or maybe flipping an old newspaper.
" I can't do that. I'm busy, I have work. " I put the phone beside me and turned it into loud speaker. I'm tired of holding it right now.
" Your brother needs you Liam. " For 8 years I thought I wasn't part of the family anymore. And now he calls me and say that my "brother" needs me?
" He's not even my brother. " I said bitterly. When I was young he never seem to care if I was wounded or if I was sick. But he cares for that shit little leprechaun.
" Don't start something Liam. Get your arse here before I cut your credit card and stop supporting your tuition. " I cursed while grumbling. I fucking hate him.
" Fine old man I'll be there. " I hang up after telling him that. I really don't care if it's disrespectful, it's not like he's my father or something.
Niall, that little ugh! Why the fuck would he need me? Didn't I told him to fuck away from me? I never wanted him as a brother. Never.
I hear a sudden knock on my door.
" Liam! It's your mate Giv" I heard him enter and walk towards my room.
" What the fuck are you doing here mate? " I said standing while putting a plain old t-shirt.
" Good morning to you too. I brought you some breakfast that I cooked since I'm your best friend. " he threw me box which smell like fresh baked muffins.
" I'm sorry..... old man just called. " he was confused but then he nodded when he realized who I was talking about.
Giv and I met in our first day of college. Me, Harry and him were best buddies. We would go to different places, different parties and meet different girls. I just had to end our friendship since Harry, our little blowjobber lied to our faces and was fucking TomGaylinson.
Yes, I'm homophobic and I hate it when people lie to me. Even of he didn't lie about his sexuality I'll still kick him out. I don't want some creepy gay guy jerking himself off looking at me while I'm just sleeping.
And besides the girls might even think I'm gay. So no, I big NO for me.
" So where you off to now? Daddy wants you back home because he misses you? " Giv teased while I just glare at him. Wishing that he would just evaporate or something.
" More like that little shit of a 'brother' misses me. " I stuff some muffin into my mouth and began packing.
I hate packing especially trips like this. I'm here in New York and I have to go all the way over to fucking Canada. I'm goingto miss some activities in school and my work, I usually don't care about it but now I do. I'm finding excuses so that I wouldn't go home to that hell.
" Hey Payne... " I looked at my back. Giv was holding a bottle of beer while leaning into the door.
" What you want? " I continued folding some clothes and arrange my stuff.
" May I ask why you don't like your step brother? " I closed my bag and stood up. I threw my bag at him which he managed to catch.
" He stole everything from me, he lied and he's gay. "
Finally chapter 3! Took me one month to finish this and I don't know why. I have a rough week, sucks. I hate school and it's not cool. So lame..... lmao.
I hope you like this chapter. I know, I kinda suck but eh. To those who like it ILOVEYOU! YOU GUYS UNDERSTAND ME! JUST KEEP READING, VOTE, SPREAD AND FLY WITH YOUR BEAUTIFUL WINGS. Bye humans ;)
-Angel
