Bad Influence

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I looked at Brad in shock. "Angel, please." He said. I met his gaze. Those brown eyes I knew and those eyes who reminded me of the boy I knew before Paris. "Fine. We'll talk." I said and walked over to a bench close by. Brad said down next to me. His curly brown hair was in his eyes. I reached out and put the hair behind his ear. I realized what I had done as soon as my hand fell down again. Brad didn't react, or if he did, he was really good at hiding his feelings. "Make it quick Brad, I have places to be." I said and looked at him. He met my gaze before he looked away."I'm going to London tomorrow." He said. "I know, Stan told me. Was that it?" I asked. Brad shook his head. "I wanted to say sorry." He said. I stood up. "No, fuck that Brad. I don't want hear your apologies. You made my brother into someone he's not. I don't even know him anymore, he is a scared boy. I can't say your name, I can't playfully hit him, raise my voice to him. Why? Because you made him scared. But hopefully he's getting out of here soon and making it big. So screw you Bradly. And go to hell." I said before I turned and walked away. I blinked away some tears as I reached home.

"Honey, are you alright?" Mum asked as soon as I came trough the door. "I'm fine, just school. But I'm taking a shower then I'll be down." I said to her before I ran up. I had been smoking, and there was no way mum would accept it. I made sure I smelled of flowers when I came down. "So, what happened?" Mum asked. "I met Brad." I said. Mum looked at me and raised an eyebrow. "So, what is bad about talking to him?" She asked. And that was when it hit me. Louis hadn't told mum about Brad yet. I sighed before I told her the whole story. I knew Louis didn't want me to, but fuck it. Mum had practically raised Brad as her son, she deserved to know. "And now he wanted to apologize but I didn't accept." I said before I looked at her. To say that mum was furious didn't even come close. "Mum, please calm down. It's fine. Brad is leaving." I said after giving mum about five minutes. "It's not alright! The school should have done something. I knew it was a reason that Louis came home with bruises and was more hurt than ever. I should have figured it out. I just believed him when he said he had fallen down the stairs, or got hurt at football practice. I should have done something. I should have called the school. I should at least have gotten it when Brad wasn't over as often. I should have known." She said before she sunk down in her chair. I then saw my mum do something, I never hd seen her do before. She cried. I bet she cried after the divorce with both dad and Mark, but I was never around. She always cried quietly in her room. I got up and walked over to her. "Mum, it's alright. None of us knew." I said before I hugged her.

"Alright, enough crying. I have some news for you." Mum said after a while. "Alright, what?" I asked. Mum smiled. "We're going to London to see One Direction preform this week." Mum said. "Really? That is amazing mum!" I said and smiled at her. "Lottie will be joining us as well." Mum said. I nodded. "Alright, this will be fun." I said with a smile. It would be good to see Louis again, and Harry of course. Mum smiled and got up. "You better be ready on Friday, we're leaving right after school." Mum said. I nodded. "I can't wait." I said. Mum just smiled before she started making dinner. "We're going to have a steak today, so will you make your own food, or should I call for a pizza?" Mum asked. I smiled slightly. "I'm actually going over to Nikki's house for dinner. Then we have to study for a test we have in tomorrow. I'm pretty far back in math because of the whole of last term." I said. Me and mum never talked about Paris. Mostly because I refused to talk about, but I think homeport of her was afraid to hear the whole thing. I still went to a therapist every week, to talk about my feelings. It was mostly her asking me questions, and me telling her I was fine. Mum looked at me. "I still don't want to talk about it." I told her. I could tell by her look that she wanted to know. The truth of it was that I didn't remember most of it. It was about five moths of my life I couldn't remember, and that scared me. The only thing I remember from that time was waking up in an back alley completely alone, and naked I might add. I hadn't told anyone. Not Matt, Donny, mum, my therapist and defiantly not Louis. I knew I should have told someone, but I didn't see the point. I didn't know what had happened or who had happened. "Angel?" Mum asked. I looked up at her. "You know you can talk to me about Paris. I know we haven't talked about it since you came home from rehab." Mum said. I lightly shook my head. "I'm fine mum, and I'll be fine. Yes, Paris happened, but I'm better now. I swear." I said. Mum looked at me, it was the kind of stare that made me feel like she was looking right through me. I got up and walked over to hug her. Mum was shocked, but her arms came around my waist. "Don't worry about me mum." I said to her. Mum chuckled softly. "I'm always worried, I'm your mum. You can't expect anything else." She said as we let go.

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So sorry for this being a day late, but I'm currently sick and all I want to do is sleep.

But here it is!

I really hope you enjoy!!