His Love L.Tomlinson

3. Another Day In Hell

Another Day In Hell

"Justin come on, are you ready?" I called from downstairs. Just then he came running the downstairs.

"Harry!" he yelled.

"Justin who are you talking to?" I asked confused. He pointed behind me and I turned around to see Harry. I nearly had a heart attack. "What do you want?"

"Hey there, little dude," he smiled, ruffling my baby brother's hair. "I have to give you a ride, your car is still at the school," he explained with a bored expression. Great, more time with him.

"I can walk,"  I grumbled, pushing past him. He grabbed my upper arm and turned me back around.

"With a five year old?" he asked nodding towards Justin.

"Fine. But you stay away from my little brother." He shrugged and motioned for us to follow. "Come on Justin." He grabbed my hand and we walked out to the car. I buckled him up in the back and sat next to him.

"You're not sitting up front? Why?" Harry asked.

"One, because I don't trust you. Two, until my brother gets out, I'm sitting back here," I say with hatred lacing my words. I want nothing to do with this kid. He's obviously got issues and that's the last thing I need right now, being in a new place with my little brother.

"Fair enough," he shrugged driving off. "But just so were clear, this doesn't change anything. I still hate you and you're still a stubborn bitch."

"My little brother, watch your mouth. And you say that like I don't feel the same way about you."

"Yeah, because I actually care about how you feel about me. Okay." The haughtiness in his tone was definitely detectable. He swore he was perfect in every way.

Whatever floats his boat.

The rest of the ride was silent. Harry was still mad, I know he's just waiting for Justin to get out the car.

We pulled up in front of Justin's school, and I helped Justin out the car. I walked him to the front office signing him in. I knelt down in front of him.

"Be good for sissy?" I asked.

"Anything for Kamkam." I smiled and hugged him before his teacher took him away.

Unfortunately I had to get back in the car with Harry. Alone. I walked out the building towards the car and opened the front door, climbing into the car. As I sat down his hand immediately grabbed my thigh. I tried my best to ignore his touching.

"You're really brave around your brother, I admire that." His hand slowly trailing up my thigh. Suddenly he got a death grip on it, causing me to flinch and grab his wrist trying to loosen his grip, only for it to tighten. "But when he's gone you're a little bitch." I began whimpering in hopes he'd let go. "Your whimper shit won't work."

"What is your problem?" I demanded through gritted teeth. He has some serious issues.

Harry didn't answer my question. Instead, he pulled his hand away and began driving down the road.

When we arrived at school, the last thing I wanted to do was stick with Harry all day.

That's exactly what happened. With him being my guide and all, having most of my classes with him. I just couldn't seem to catch a break.

As the day went on painfully slow, so did my life. I was forced to be around Louis and Harry 24/7 and the abuse was awful. Well, the verbal abuse. So far, I've done nothing to deserve being hit in the throat, thank God.