The Story of Us-- One Direction/ Harry Styles Fanfiction

Chapter Eleven - Still

Chapter Eleven - Still

     "Basically, I was on the beach with Cadence last night and we were...well, y'know," Andy's cheeks flushed a bright pink. I rolled my eyes. 

      "Get on with it..." I muttered. He cracked a small smile as I gently nudged his arm, urging him to continue. 

      "So, I heard some shouting from inside the house and it sounded really bad, so I sent Cadence home, just to make sure she wouldn't get hurt. About two minutes after she was gone, Vaz and Nick kinda dragged Taylor out of my house. Paris and Chris were there too. He was pretty beat up and pissed off. He looked really bad, Char..."

      "Vaz and Nick?" Liam asked. I had almost forgotten he was with us; the guy could get as quiet as a mouse sometimes. Andy looked up at him and nodded. 

      "Yeah, Vasili and Nikolas, they're my other brothers. They said they found Taylor on the side of the street and they brought him to our house before taking him home so Vic wouldn't get pissed off." Andy explained, glancing at me, as if he were waiting for me to erupt into flames or something. I wouldn't, at least, not yet. 

      "What happened? Keep going," I pressed. 

      "Anyway, he was freaking out about something and then...Sully and some of his guys came by." He paused, taking a deep breath. I gasped, covering my mouth. 

      "Shit. Sully? What's he doing back? I thought he was in jail..." 

      "I guess he's out..."

      "Hold it, hold it, who the hell is Sully?" Zayn asked. Andy and I looked down in shame simultaneously. 

      "He's this...dealer. He has pot, coke, alcohol, anything you could ever need to have a good time." Andy quietly explained. Harry spun to me as I shyly played with the string hanging off the couch. 

      "And why does this 'Sully' person intrigue you so much, Char?" he demanded lacing his fingers together and staring at me. 

      "Um. I may have, y'know, bought a thing or two from him back in high school..." I answered hesitantly. Harry pursed his lips in disappointment.

      "Charlotte," he chided, like I was his daughter or little sister, not his girlfriend.

      "Hey, at least I'm not out kissing random guys while you're not around." I spat at him. His eyes almost popped out of his sockets. He looked hurt. Good.

      "You didn't even let me explain what had happened!" he protested.

      "Hey, sorry to interrupt---well, actually, no, I'm not. I could give a shit about your little relationship problems, but luckily, I don't. I'd much rather hear what the hell happened to Taylor. So, shut up." Liam growled at us. He was a little scary and father like when he was angry. Harry and I glared at each other angrily for a bit before I turned back to face Andy again.

      "Anyway, I might have bought a few, um, joints off of Sully and never paid him back..." Andy mumbled, biting him lip. I groaned and covered my face, rubbing my eyes.

      "Why is that bad?" Zayn asked, leaning in closer.

      "Sully doesn't like it when he doesn't get his money. He tends to take matters into his own hands if it ever comes to it," I whispered, massaging my temples. Zayn's thick eyebrows furrowed in concern.

      "He came to get the money from m and when I told him I didn't have it, he kinda beat me up pretty bad..." I glanced at Taylor's jaw which was swelled up. He had bruises on his arms and chest, his bottom lip was cut. I frowned. "Taylor tried to stand up for me. I told him not too, but he wouldn't listen, said something about how Sully owed him. Then Sully pulled out the gun and it just...happened..." His voice cracked as he stared down at his own hands. I noticed the tears falling freely and I felt pity for him. Until I finally registered what he had just told me. Everyone stared at him, mouths agape. I couldn't believe what I just heard. I glanced around nervously, seeing that Niall and Chelsea had been listening in. Vic was no where to be seen; lucky for Andy.