(Requests Closed) One Direction Bromance One Shots.

Not Brothers (Lilo)

Liam was sixteen and attending a expensive collage school when everything wrong started. He would walk to and from school each day, his shoulder bag clung tightly to his body and shoelaces tied tightly to his black leather shoes. He always went to the trouble to do his hair up nice and neatly every morning.

He was walking home from school one afternoon when his world crumbled, his was struck by the biggest bully, but the fact was he attended the dumb kids school (that's what his dad called it) so there wasn't much he could do.

He bolted upstairs that night, making sure the door was securely locked before he stood in front of his mirror, tears rolling down his bruised cheeks. He brushed his fingers over the dark bruise just above his collarbone.

Nothing changed for Liam the next day, the same thing happened but this time at lunch time behind the toilets. He now had a tear through his blazer and up the side of his trousers as well as four new bruises on his torso.

He dragged himself home every night, slightly more broken or crushed. His self esteem levels had dropped dramatically and he had taken to wearing clothing atleast two sizes to big to cover up his frail body.

Liam's father had been seeing a new woman since Liam's mother died when he was ten, it had taken his dad quite awhile to move on. But Liam was happy with his fathers new woman, she had a son who happened to be two years older then him.

Liam was laying curled up in bed, staring across at his television when his father stepped into his room with no warning. He had a massive bright grin on his face and Liam couldn't help but return the soft smile.

"You remember Joannah don't you?" He asked, trying to catch Liam's facial expression considering he hadn't seen his sons face for almost a week.

"Of course" Liam muttered, pulling his blanket up slightly more to cover the bruise near his ear. It wasn't really a bruise. It was more of a mark where one of the bullies had decided to suck harshly. He knew if his father saw the hickeys and love bites questions would be asked, and honestly Liam hadn't done anything other then try and push them away.

"Well I asked her to move in with us. She has a son, you two get along don't you?" He asked, rubbing Liam's left knee, that was hidden under a pair of loose pajama pants.

"I've never really spoken to him. He seems nice enough though" Liam replied, still staring off at the televison in the hope that his father would leave him in peace.

"Wonderful! he is moving in with us too" he grinned before standing up and leaving the room, not even asking Liam about the fading bruise on his ankle. He didn't really think anything of it.

The day Louis moved in questions were asked and things were beginning to change with the whole Liam being cooped in his room situation, he now had to eat dinner with the family every night and atleast watch the news with his father whilst Louis and his mother did the dishes.

But what Liam found unfair was, the fact that his new step brother was allowed to step outside with his shirt untucked and tie so loose. He worse vans instead of leather lace ups and somehow got to attend the State school four blocks away from Liam's collage school.

Liam knew somebody was watching him every afternoon when he came home from school, as he dashed unstairs to his room to try and apply the make up he had brought to hide the bruises on his cheeks and the hickeys on his neck. He just didn't know what to do anymore.

Liam had hardly said two words to his step brother, but some how he felt so much more comfortable the day he was to beaten to get up off the ground by the public pool, it was Louis who carried him home in comfort to try and stop the boy from shaking and sobbing, it was him who placed him on the couch and changed his clothes before helping him sip some water before placing a blanket over his bruised body and a pillow under his head. Louis played with Liam's hair until he fell asleep.

Louis dragged his stepdad into his room later on that night while Jay was attempting to clean Liam's wounds on his forehead and chin.

"I don't know how you haven't seen that" Louis huffed crossing his arms over his chest.

"Liam doesn't tell me these things Louis. Plus I thought he had these things under control" he admitted. Honestly so much changed when Liam's mother passed away, the love he had for Liam faded slightly but he never had the guts to get rid of his only child.

"I don't think Liam is very well" Jay interupted as she peered around the bedroom door, making Louis frown deeply and push past the couple. 'He's not my brother'

Liam was hunched over the downstairs bathroom toilet, sipping up his guts before he felt Louis' arms wrap around his waist.

"Everything is going to be okay Liam, were not brothers. We're friends and I'm going to make everything okay. I promise"

And from that day on Louis lived up to his promise, even though both Liam and Louis attending different schools, Louis was always there to hold his hand and make sure he was clean or any bruises or marks. Both shared a secret with each other, the fact that behind closed doors, they snogged and did everything a proper couple did.

'Were not brothers'