BXB One Shots

My Little Brother

"Brodie, you fucking bitch come on we need to drop you off" Hannah shouted up the stairs to where her youngest son who was sat with tears streaming down his face. He didn't want to meet his brother, why would he when he's never been in his life.

Well, he has but not for the six years he needed him most as you will learn this small boy named Brodie was special he had many mental and physical problems. He had cancer in his knees which resulted in having to use crutches or a wheelchair, he needed to wear his glasses 24/7 and also had to have hearing aids after his father exploded fireworks in his ears three or four years ago. He didn't really remember. He also had Panic Attacks and Claustrophobia which didn't help at all when going out to the shops on a busy Sunday afternoon or when he went to concerts with his brother.

"Coming" he whispered he didn't like to talk much at all

"Look I understand you don't want to go but I don't want to keep you your a fag and a fucking mental case" his mother snarled

Brodie whimpered but he didn't like when his mother if you could call her that called him things like that because it hurt it truly did. Maybe he was looking forward to seeing his brother because he would be away from the awful bitch he was living with now.

"Get up you fag we are here" his mother snarled

His mother threw his bags out of the door and picked him up with the stuff that he had packed in the bag before chucking him out as well. You could say it was lucky that Brodie had a phone that his brother had given to him when he was 8 to call or text if he ever needed help or was coming over.

"L-l-Louis" he whimpered into the phone

"Hey, bubba what's wrong where are you?" Louis asked

"O-o-o-outside b-b-by t-t-the d-d-door" he stuttered

"Alright I'll be down in a second just sit tight alright bubba" he said softly

Once Louis came down he saw his little brother he ran up and picked him carefully because he knew his knees would be sore from being thrown out of the car. Louis kept Brodie close to his chest as Brodie cried in pain.

"I've got you don't worry" Louis whispered soothingly as he walked up the stairs with his bags and his brother in his arms

"S-s-she h-h-hates m-m-me" he wailed but was obviously calming down a bit

When they reached the top of the staircase leading to Louis's flat where his boyfriends Niall, Harry, Zayn, and Liam were all sitting waiting to see what their boyfriend had to get from downstairs Brodie had calmed completely and wasn't crying anymore just occasional sniffles were heard coming from his small mouth.

"Hey babes" Louis stated placing the small child on the couch

"Who is this?" Niall questioned

"This is my younger brother Brodie who will be living with us now" Louis smiled

"Lou Lou where are you" a weak voice spoke

"I'm here bug no more tears please" Louis said picking the small lad up and placing him on Liam's lap

"Why are you putting him on my lap" Liam asked confused

"He needs his m-e-d-i-c-a-t-i-o-n" he said spelling out the last word knowing it would be the beginning of a WW3 if Brodie knew what was coming

Liam's Perspective

As soon as Brodie saw the medication bottle all hell broke loose and we had to get Niall our strongest yet youngest boyfriend involved and he quickly scooped up the small boy, digging Brodie's small head into his shoulder quickly but carefully into his shoulder and gave Louis the motion to go ahead with the medication. Brodie was still crying into Niall's shoulder ten minutes after Louis had finished with administering his medication. Niall had lifted the boy up and gently laid him on his legs that were stretched out in front of him. Niall gently rubbed his tummy and pulled his shirt off because it was obvious that it was annoying the boy.

"Is that better Brods" Niall cooed

All Brodie did was squeal as Niall started to tickle his small scarred belly, he was giggling so much that he didn't notice Niall had stopped tickling him. The boys and I watched fondly because Niall hadn't been very well cared for when he was younger both his parents had been druggies and it had actually been Paul that had raised Niall which was way he was so strong and well-built. 

"How long is he staying this time" I asked Louis still watching Niall who was now playing with Brodie's socks and hands

"Forever, he's staying forever" a Louis smiled

Niall's Perspective

I loved how Louis's brother was small and so soft he still had baby skin and I loved how he would always be smiling apart from when he when was getting his medication because he seemed to hate that the most. It pained me to see all the scars on his body, especially since I have the exact same thing but the only problem is all of mine had become infected because I was then abandoned when I was 12, two months before Paul found me in the streets bleeding and crying.

"Ni, why don't you show Brodie that you are the same?" Louis said as he smiled at me

"I will by going to give him a bath" I said as I stood up with Brodie hugged close to me

"I will go with you just in case anything happens" Liam said as he made his way over to my figure

"Help me up the stairs Li" I sighed, regretting ever being in the family that I had been in

"Baby, we need Paul to look at your legs" Liam sighed as he helped me

"I know but I'm always being a burden" I said as I placed Brodie on the bathroom floor