“uh hi niall.” She a dit shyly.
She had taken her make-up off and her black eye looked really sore.
“hi Mickie.” I a dit quietly as I sat down beside her.


Mickie’s P.O.V:


I had forgotten niall was coming over. I look like shit!


“I’m really sorry for leaving toi like that today. Kate needed my help.” I apologized.
“ah that’s ok. What were we about to to when we were interrupted again?” niall winked.
“oh toi cheeky bastard!” I laughed.
“I guess you’re going to have to teach me a lesson.” He smirked.


My eyes widened and my jaw dropped open.
Niall grabbed me and pulled me into him, our lips inches apart.
We both leaned in closer, until our lips lightly brushed off each other.


We deepened the kiss, niall pushing me down further onto the bed.


“WOW.” Is the only word I managed to mumble when we pulled away.
“I want toi Mickie.” He whispered in my ear before pressing his lips against mine once more.


Emma’s P.O.V:


We decided to order pizza instead since Mickie burnt the dinner.


When the pizza came, I went up to get niall and Mickie.
I opened the door and niall was on haut, retour au début of Mickie, s’embrasser her.
What the fuck is he doing?


“umm guys the pizza is here.” I said.
Niall immediately got off Mickie and she sat up.
Niall headed downstairs and Mickie hurried past me.
I pulled her back.
“I’ll take to toi later.” I whispered.
“but-but-” she began.
“get down the stairs toi slut.” I ordered.

She did what she was told and went into the sitting room to everyone.
She sat down on the chair in the corner and played with her phone.


Niall’s P.O.V:


Mickie didn’t eat any pizza.
She just sat down and played with her phone nervously.
“Mickie are toi not eating?” I asked.

“no I'm not hungry.” She replied.
I knew she was lying but I nodded.
What’s wrong with her? Maybe I shouldn’t have kissed her.


Mickie’s P.O.V:


Niall left about a half an heure later and I ran upstairs.
5 minutes later, there were footsteps coming up the stairs.
Emma stormed into the room.


“so did toi and niall have sex?” she asked.
“what?!?! NO!” I screamed.
“don’t toi get cheeky with me!” she roared.
“s-sorry.” I said.
“why did toi Kiss him?” she asked.
“Uhhhh…. I don’t know…” I a dit uncomfortably.
“Well I promise I won’t tell the rest of our sisters. Come on lets go downstairs and toi can make me some tea.” She smiled.


We both headed downstairs and went into the kitchen.


I made Emma a cup of thé and handed it to her.
The rest of my sisters came out into the kitchen.
“I heard toi were s’embrasser niall.” Tanya a dit as my sisters surrounded me.

“you told me toi wouldn’t say anything!” I a dit to Emma.
She shrugged while sipping her tea.
They narrowed their eyes at me and Melissa unlocked the cellar door.

Oh no. this can’t be good at all.

I tried to make a break for it, but Claire and Andrea pulled me back.

“look guys, I'm really sorry. Please don’t hurt me!” I a dit nervously.

My legs lifted off the floor. Tanya had lifted me off the ground and was now dragging me in the direction of the cellar.
I started to scream as loud as I could so Tanya put her hand over my mouth to shut me up.

She put me down on the ground.

I looked up and she hit me in the ribs with something hard.
I fell to my knee and clenched my ribs in pain.


Then they knocked me out and locked the cellar door.


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I woke up the suivant morning finding it really hard to breathe. Why did they have to hit me in the ribs when they knew I had breathing problems? I guess it was a target for them.

I tried to sit up but I couldn’t because I wasn’t able to lean on my arm.
I looked down at it and saw that it was bruised and swollen. I must have fallen on my arm when I got knocked out.
I leaned on my other arm and got up.
I walked out of the cellar as my sisters had opened the cellar door.

I headed upstairs to get my inhaler when I was stopped par Claire.


“where do toi think you’re going?” she asked.
“to get my inhaler.” I replied, quietly.
“since when do toi have asthma?” she asked.
“since I was four!” I told her.

She looked down at my arm.


“did that happen last night?” she asked.
I nodded and she grabbed my arm. She examined it carefully and laughed.
“what’s so funny?” I asked.
“you’ve got a sprained arm.” She giggled.
“and that’s funny how?” I asked.
“oh quit being cheeky! I’ll get a cast for your arm.” She said, going to the cupboard.


She placed the cast on my arm.

“thanks.” I smiled.
“oh fuck off.” She grunted.
I got ready and headed out the door.



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