It all started with a car

confessions

Because she beats on my sister and I! Why do you think I so much greatly decided to come on tour with you, yes I love you Harry. I was also escaping the thing that I hated the most in the world. My mom.” was the last thing I thought she would say

It all made sense now, everything the bruises that she had on her chest and back. She wouldn't explain them to me. Now as she sat her crying infront of me all I could do was be angry. Not at her. At her mother. Okay, maybe at her that she didn't tell me, but then why she would leave her kid sister there with that women.

I clenched my fists but, pulled my arm around her letting her cry into my shoulder, I shot a look at the other guys telling them not to disturb us. I cooed at her, calming her down as her sobs quieted. Until those glassy brown orbs were staring up at me. “What about your sister?”

“I needed to escape, I wasn't thinking generally about my sister at the time. She never is really at home though when Mom is. She always tries to stay at friends houses. I've ususally taken most of the beatings.” She whispered as I rubbed soothing circles on the small of her back

“It's not your fault, babe. It's okay. I promise your the most beautiful girl in the world. The sweetest girlfriend I love to have around. Move to the UK babe, I'll promise I'll protect you.”

I didn't hear a reply from her so I looked down to see her curled into my chest sleeping. Her tear streaked stained face and her face full of worry made my heart want to break. I didn't move her off of me, I adjusted her so I could swivel the chair around to our audience who was trying not to make it looke like they were listening. But, after living with these boys for almost two years I knew that they can't not keep out of a conversation. I looked at them and put my finger to my mouth signaling them that if they were going to talk It better be quietly. Then I place my hand back on head smoothing down her hair.

“Is she all right?” Zayn asked.

“For now.”

“Dude, that was intense.” Liam added staring worriedly at Amanda then back at me.

“What are you going to do?” Niall asked.

I laid my headback closing my eyes. That seemed the question that had been floating around lately. What were we going to do. What was she going to do. What was I going to do. I knew she didn't want to go to the police about this or she woud of done it already. Plus that would only give the media something more to feed on. Right now she wasn't in the best state to be even more in the public eye. Being his girlfriend was hard enough. I didn't know how to comfort her because our fans were just looking in our best intrests. They didn't care who they hurt in the process and it pissed me off.

I just didn't know what I could do to comfort her really.

“I don't know. I really don't even know.”

“Well you have to do something she seems really torn about everything and its going to end up hurting your relatontionship hazza.” Louis added.

“I know...”I whispered, “I know.”