Ignored, Betrayed, and Forgotten (A 1D FanFic) [SLOW UPDATES]

Lily's Story

"Avery, come on! You need to put this dress on for the party, or else no party for you," I said, trying to persuade my 3 year old daughter.

"No!" She argued, crossing her arms over her chest pouting. I sighed and sternly looked at her.

"Avery, don't make me count," I warned. She looked at me curiously before going over to her play house to play.

I groaned, "1," I scolded. "2," she looked at me, before getting up, taking the dress in her hands. I smiled, for her finally cooperating. "Alright arms up,"

Hello, I'm Lily Horan, and this is my daughter Avery Horan. And no, this is not the tv show 16 & Pregnant.

Before I show you the present, let's go to the past...

~*FlashBack*~

"I could give you a ride," My best friend Brooke said.

"Brookie I'm fine, I can walk home, besides my home is on the other side of town." I tried to persuade her.

"Oohkay, bye Lily!" She said taking off, I waved bye to her and began walking to my house.

My brother left for the X-Factor, 3 months ago. And he's just getting started with his band. One Direction. He's still calls and is nice, fame hasn't changed him, yet. He dyed his hair blonde, but I kept mine natural. That's the only difference, besides that I'm a girl, and he's a guy.

"Hello there," a deep voice slurred. I frantically looked for the person that matched that voice, only to come up with nothing. But when I felt a breath on my neck, I stiffened up. "What's a lady like you doing on the streets alone?" His lips brushed past my ear making me cringe.

"L-leave me alone," I manage to sputter out.

"Oh, why would I wanna do that? When I could have so much fun," he replied, placing his hands on my hips, I gulped as tears started to form, just thinking of the possibilities of what could happen.

"P-please, just, leave me alone," I whispered, a few tears slipping out.

"I think I'm going to enjoy this," he growled into my ear, as he forcefully dragged me aside, ripping off my clothes. I never got a good look of his face, I didn't dare to even sneak a peek. Tears were streaming down my face as he was taking away what was mine.

After he was finished with me, he put his clothes on and left me, sobbing into my hands, with my ripped clothes scattered. I couldn't put them back on, they were practically demolished.

Around, like 1 in the morning, I finally stood up, and tried to cover up most of me with what was left of my clothes, walking home, no one else was on the streets. Thank gawd for that.

"Lily!" Mum cried out when she saw me, teary eyed, she brought me inside carefully. "Bobby! She's back, but-"

He ran down and that surprised me. Dad is staying at Mums house? Actually that doesn't really matter right now. Don't wanna sound conceited or anything but.....I think I need more attention right now.

Just a thought.

~**~

After contacting the police, the person never was found, but I found out I was pregnant...

Everyone was trying to help out, Niall doesn't know yet...but, I'm afraid he will soon.

"Mum! Greg! Lily! I'm back!" I heard Niall's voice call. I gasp. And look down to my 7 month baby bump. It's big and noticeable....crap looks like it's now or never.

He walked to were I was standing with a huge smile, but it dropped seeing my belly.

"L-Lily?" His voice was barely a whisper.

I gulped down all my fears.

"H-hey Niall,"

"Y-your your," he stuttered.

"Pregnant." I finished for him.

He looked up at me with teary eyes. "Why? Why Lily?! Don't you know what comes out of it?! Why did you have sex? A little 'whore' show for your guy friends! Those slutty outfits weren't enough for you!! What happened to my innocent twin sister!" He yelled out.

Tears were running down my face as everything he said sunk in. Now I'm mad.

"What happened to my not asshole brother?! Who always visited, always took my side and always understood?!"

"Guess we both changed," he slammed the door, and was out of my life.

~**~

And he never calls me, never visits when I'm home.

And that my friend was the end of my dearest twin brother, Niall James Horan. Now he's just some asshole relative that no one forgets because he's famous.

Fuck. My. Life.

SOOOO SORRY I HAVENT UPDATED!

Schools started and I have cheerleading after school.

Oh but don't worry I'm not one of THOSE cheerleaders.

I'm just hyper and cheery all the time :)

So...good? Eh, no?

Tell meh!

Or tell you closet unicorn, doesn't matter with me.

Oh...don't have a closet unicorn?

GET ONE AT WALMART THEY HAVE EVERYTHING!

Well...bye!