One Direction's Baby Sister (Edited)

Chapter 17

Lena's pov

I followed Harry inside the house and found my way to the kitchen table. Liam, who was still fuming, stalked up the stairs and didn't  come down for a long time.

"Well, looks like that didn't go well." Louis said, entering the kitchen. He stopped walking when he saw me. "Lena! What happened to you?"

"Alan hit her." Harry said. He was standing at the refrigerator, scooping ice into a plastic bag and wrapping it in a cloth.

"He what?!" Louis asked, eyes wide. He sat down beside me and faced me, gently touching my cheek. It still ached. "Jesus Christ." He muttered.

Harry sat on the other side of me and touched my shoulder. "Come here." He said. I turned around and he placed the ice pack against my cheek, and I winced. "Sorry." He whispered.

"It's okay, it's just sore." I said.

There was an awkward few seconds where Harry and I starred at each other silently, until Louis coughed uncomfortably and Harry looked away. I placed my hand on the ice pack, leaning away from Harry and holding it to my face myself.

Liam came back downstairs, now on the phone.

"I don't give a damn, Paul. I want someone with her." He snapped.

Harry looked up at him, clearly confused. "Liam?" he asked.

My brother ignored him. He still looked very angry, and neither Louis or Harry looked like they wanted to anger him further by asking him what was going on. I decided, after the day I had, that I no longer cared about pissing people off.

"Liam, what are you taking about?" I asked.

"We're going on tour in a week, Paul. If you don't have someone here by then I'm going to fire you. Do you understand?" Liam said.

"Liam!" Harry exclaimed.

It was strange to hear Liam speak like this. He was red in the face and breathing hard. He was still clearly furious about what happened at the cafe, and was taking it out on Paul.

"You do that then, you arse. I'll speak to you later." Liam snapped. Then he hung up the phone and looked at me.

"We need to talk." he said. I didn't like the way he was looking at me.

"Talk then." I said. No sense in messing around waiting on me to read his mind.

"I'm sure you heard me say we're going on tour in a week." Liam said.

"Yes. But Zayn told me before, so I already knew." i said. Funny how my own brother didn't even mention that they planned to go around the world right after I moved here.

"Well, it's going to be a very long tour. As in, we fly to Africa the first day and we have several concerts there before we go to Australia. It will last all winter and we'll have very few breaks." He said.

"Okay," I said. Why did that matter? Was he planning to leave me here alone? While they left? Right after I got here?!

"Well, I don't like the thought of leaving you here alone. So I'm trying to get Paul to find someone to look after you while we're gone." he said. Oh, hell no.

I stood up. "Liam, I don't want to stay here! You guys are the only people I know in this city and I don't want to stay here all winter with some random guy while you five tour the world!" I cried.

"I'm not going to leave you here alone, Lena!" Liam exclaimed. I rolled my eyes. He was being so dense right now.

"Take me with you!" I exclaimed.