Bullies To Brothers *{{*ON HOLD*}}*

~NIALL'S POV~

Nelly came down in her PJ shorts and vest top with my slippers that made her feet look tiny. She sat between me and Ally. Zayn decided to call Perrie over as well so she's not alone with not knowing anything and so she is safe in case she has a run in with him. Zayn explained everything about whats happened so she knew hats going on.

"So, he's back and we need to figure out a way to get him to stay away from us all, but we can't call the police because we haven been completely innocent here either. And I called you over so you know whats going on and you can stay safe of you ever come across him." Zayn finished off.

"Okily dokily! If I see this mother fucker he's not gonna know who hit him......literally..." Perrie said trailing off at the end.

"So we're all clear here?" Liam asked looking around at us.

"Yeah." All of us replied.

"Okay. Right, let's go through the things we can NOT do and we will take note of them. So, who can think of anything?" Nelly said and clicked her pen and flipped a page in her note pad.

"Well, we can't call the cops because we will get on trouble as well." Ally said.

"Okay... what else?" Nelly said writing it down biting her lip while thinking. She looks so hot when she does tha-now's not the time Niall. Think!

"Um, well we can't tell anyone else about this because they might call the cops or tell other people then word will get around and Joe might find out." I suggested.

"Good one. Um..." Nelly said and wrote it down then poked the top of the pen against her bottom lip.

"Ugh. I didn't think it would be so difficult to think of things you can't do to a psychopath. My brain is mashed." Zayn said poking his forehead and I chuckled.

"Relax, we can come back to this one. How about the things we CAN do!" Nelly said wiggling her eyebrows and flipping the page again.

"Easy! Kill the fucker!" Louis said laughing and we all shook our heads at his madness.

"Hm, brilliant idea Louis! Way to go bud!" Nelly said pretending to write it down.

"How about we set him up. Like one of us lurk him here and we try to catch on him on camera in the act but we stay near like in the next room to stop him before things gt serious then show it to the police. Then we have our alibi for what we did to him on tape. Visual evidence." Eleanor suggested and high five the girls while Nelly wrote it down.

"I like it!" She said.

"Hm, how about we go for something plan and simple. Confront him, just you two and discuss your differences, put them aside and build bridges or something and then you can move on without having to check your back whenever your out by yourself or something." Perrie said unsurely.

"Not bad! But its not as easy as just sitting down and talking about it. This has gone on for longer than just recently when he was in my room that time when Harry busted my door down. Much longer than that." Nelly sighed running a hand through her hair. What?

"Wait. How long exactly? What do you mean?" I asked.

"Its a long ass story." She warned.

"We have the rest of the night." Dani said softly.

"Well. It all started when I was just 8 or 9. He came around a lot and this was when he wasn't a complete prick by the way. Me and Wesley were inseparable; something which my adopted parents couldn't be happier with, well everyone except Joe was happy with i should say. He would always pay little to no attention to me and always took Wesley places and did fun things with him, and left me aside to just sit alone and watch. Then one day, I was about 11, Wesley got him to take me with them to the park. I was overjoyed, I wouldn't be left out anymore. But then, Joe said were playing hide and seek. I was counting and they were hiding. Joe took Wesley home saying that I wanted to be alone in the park because i didn't like Wes. Complete bullshit. Its like he has this grudge against me because my real name isn't Carter, its Pierce. Skipping a few years. Wait, do you want to know that full gory details? No matter how bad they are?" Nelly asked making sure.

"Whatever your comfortable telling us, love. The more we know the better we can help." I said, she sighed and nodded then continued.

"Well, a few years layer, when I was fourteen. He did the unthinkable. Can you guess?" She asked us, giving a disgusted look the the floor.

Perrie gave and understanding look as of she knew what was coming while the rest of us just looked encouragingly at her.

"He r-raped me. He was minding me and Wesley while my parents went out for their 7th year anniversary to celebrate.
W-wesley was sleeping over at a friends while I was grounded for whatever reason Joe decided. I-I went to the kitchen to make a cup of tea for bed and he came up behind m-me and grabbed my throat. It was normal for him to hurt me." She said with tears as she brought her hand up to touch her throat. I'm fucking livid. He raped her. Fucking raped her. And she was only 14. She too a few deep breaths to calm herself down and carried on.

"He had my throat in his hand and I fought to get him off me. I managed to elbow him in his gut and tried to ten but he caught my arm and dragged me back but I kicked his arms off me and punched him in his face and bailed to my room and locked the door. He came bounding up behind me and banged on the doors. I was used to this, being hit then chased to my room, but his time I was more afraid because Wesley weren't here to help me. I was alone with him and he was angry. The banging stopped and I let our a breath of relief when all of a sudden my bedroom door flew open and Joe was standing there with the most sadistic look on his face. I remember it perfectly; I could probably draw it if I had the skill. I cowered away to the corner of my room. Like you found me that time Harry when you busted the door down. It was that same corner of my room." She explained and pointed out to Harry while he looked shocked and pained at the same time.

I still can't get over that sentence. 'He r-raped me.'

"He said 'I'm gonna enjoy this', but I didn't know what was so special about this beating, it was more or less the same every time he was around. Was he gonna make it last longer? Was he gonna hit me harder? Maybe use something harder than his fists? I got the last idea when he took his belt off." Words can't describe how I'm feeling right now. That last sentence. I don't know.

He beat me with it until I was weakened with pain because he knew I was one to fight. But he took advantage of my state and when he started trying to remove my clothes that something else was gonna happen. I began to thrash around and he got even more pissed off. 'Stop moving or it'll be worse for you and better for me' he snarled but i didn't listen and kept fighting him off me, and hit me again and in the end, after hitting me some more, he won the fight and you know the rest." She finished while crying. We all sat there stunned but Perrie seemed it understand it the best.

I put my arms around her to comfort her and she cried into my t-shirt. I know what i'm gonna do. When everyone's asleep, I'm gonna go look for him and I'm gonna have a 'chat' with him and make sure he knows that his existence was a fucking science experiment gone wrong.

"Oh my fucking god." Eleanor said and rushed to her to I've her a reassuring hug and Ally and Dani was on her tail. Perrie looked deep in thought about something.

Me and the boys all had pretty much the same expressions; vengeful, livid, distraught, disgusted-but to Joe not Nelly, and guilt, mainly Harry. We beat her up and she used to get enough at home from her uncle and we just added to her pain. Harry looked ready to break something so I mouthed to him to calm down. He rubbed the back of his neck and said,

"Um, I will be back in a minute." A few minuted later we got a text saying he was a the gym and a slight smile tugged at the corner of my lips. He was listening to Nelly's advice.

"When I see that fucker Nelly, he is gonna wish he never was born or laid a finger on you. I promise you that." I whispered into her dark, shiny, coconut scented hair while rubbing her arm and she leaned into me more.

"Promise me none of you don't see me any differently. That you don't see a weak, fragile little whore who can't defend herself anymore. I was a naïve little child then who had my head in the clouds and didn't see life for what it really is. But now i'm smarter and know reality for what it is and can stand up for herself. Promise me you see me ad you did before what I told you." Nelly begged. Its heartbreaking I to see her so broken. Why would she think we would see her as a 'weak, fragile little whore'? She is the polar opposite of that.

"Nelly, look at us." Perrie said kneeling front of her and taking one of her hands. Nelly whipped the tears from hr eyes and looked at Perrie.

"None of us. Not one person in this room sees you any differently. Your not weak, your the strongest person we know. You've been through so much and still manage to live your life. Your certainly not fragile. You didn't think we never found out about that Nandos skank did you?" Perrie smirked emitting a slight giggle from Nelly.

"And finally, your not a whore. What happened was out of your hands. You could stop him. He's monster and he deserves to die slowly and painfully. He deserves to be buried alive for what he did. Your uncle stole your innocence; you didn't give it to him, that would be a different story completely. You were forced into it against your will which makes you the opposite of a whore. Don't ever doubt yourself." Perrie said and embraced Nelly in a hug and whispered something inaudible to her.

~NELLY'S POV~

"You not alone in this situation. I'm here for you any time." Perrie whispered almost silently to me. What? What does she mean?

I remove my head from her shoulder and look at her. I receive the most sincere look back at me. Did something happen to her? I will have to ask her at some point. Just not right now.
I look around the room to see hem all looking at me, not knowing how to react.

"Wait, where's Harry?" I asked. He was here before.

"He went to blow off some steam." Niall said.

"Where?" I asked confused.

"The gym." He said and I stood up. He listened to me. He went to the gym to take his anger out!

"Back in a sec!" I said and grabbed my phone, ran upstairs and changed my pj shorts to jeans then headed out to the gym.

~AT THE GYM~

I scoured the work our room for my curly friend. Not gonna be on the fricking bikes or treadmill is he so there's no point looking there. Better ask around instead.

"Excuse me, sorry to bother you but have you seen a boy; he's quite tall, curly hair, green eyes, couple tattoos on his arms? I'm looking for him." I ask a man who seemed to work here.

"Oh, Harry Styles? I think he's by the punching bags. I wouldn't approach him just yet, he seems quite angry." The man told me. Why would he be angry?

"Yes. Thank you bit I really need to see him. Thanks again." I thanked the man and went find the punching bags.

I finally found where they were and Harry was the only person using them. He was sweaty and fuming. He was topless and wearing boxing shorts bit wasn't wearing any gloves and you could see the effect each punch was having on his knuckles.

"Harry?" I said trying to get his attention but he didn't answer.

"Harry. Talk to me." I demanded and he shook his head.

I walked over to the bag was and grabbed his arm, pushed the bag away and turned him to me.

"What's up with you? Why are you so mad?" I asked him letting his arm go now that I have his full attention.

"How don't you know?" He asked and clenched his jaw.

"How was I supposed to?" I asked him and lad him to the benched and sat down, he copied and sighed.

"I'm a selfish, arrogant, temperamental dick head, Nelly. When I hurt you, your life seemed perfect like it was a movie or something and nothing was wrong with it. Then i got to know you and your one of the bestest friends i have; and i feel like the biggest twat in the whole of America for what I did. And then I find out what you told us before and now I feel even worse if its possible. How can you still talk to me after what I did. I'm like Joe except I'm not a perverted bastard. I beat you unconscious. I called you degrading names. I insulted your family and still you can look me in the eye and all m a brother and a best friend to you." He said and we both had tears down our cheeks.

I wrapped him in a hug not caring that he's sweaty. How could he think he's anything like Joe? He is nothing like him! Harry made a mistake. He's not perfect. Who is?

"Harry look at me. Your not selfish or a temperamental dick head. But you may be arrogant sometimes, but that's what we love about you! Only you can be arrogant get away with it with that smile! Your not the biggest twat in America either by the way, Joe is you idiot! Ha, but seriously Harry, you made a misjudgment and a mistake but its okay because we all do it. We're human and that's what we do. We make mistakes and learn from them. You shouldn't feel bad about what you did that day in the alley. Yes, you shouldn't have done it, but what did I say before? You realized what you did, you apologized, i forgave you, we built a bridge but that new info knocked it down again. Now I have my hammer and nails and I'm ready to build a new bridge again, a stronger one that won't be knocked down by anything and I kinda can't do it alone. So, when your ready, and you've forgiven yourself, like I forgave you, tell me and we will build that bridge and move on from this. Its not healthy to keep looking back on the bad things Harry, that's how I manage to wake up everyday happy; its not because I don't give a fuck about life or what's happened its because I know that no matter what happens I have to accept it and carry on because the clock doesn't stop for you.
Do you get me? You need to forgive yourself Harry. Your nothing like him and you shouldn't feel guilty for what you did, its in the past." I went on a rant, babbling on with myself a bit.

"Do you really mean it or are do you just feel sorry for me? Cos I don't want pity." Harry asked looking me in the eyes. You could see the pain and sheer guilt in his eyes- he's never seemed like the emotional type of person. Its usually anger or happiness.

"I mean it Harry, I really do. Your my brother from another mother and it hurts to see you pained and brimmed with guilt like this. I mean it." I promised him. He held his arms open for a hug and I threw myself in his arms.

"I'm ready to build that bridge when you are then." He said and gave me a sideways smile.

"Well let's consider it done. We should head back, I rushed out the house before they could say something properly." I laughed a bit.

"Alright. I'll just get my things." Harry said and headed and off somewhere, I didn't pay much attention, and I just stayed in my spot on the bench and let my mind wonder for a short while.

Ever since I moved; 3 and a bit months ago, my life has been none stop drama at every turn. But to be honest, I cant really complain. I met nine amazing friends and fell in love. Though its a shame I'm too much of a pussy to do anything about it. I wish mom, dad and Wes were here to see it but I know they are looking down on me and probably shaking their heads at me for not being confident enough to just go for it and saying something ( and probably beating that Nandos skank up but she had it coming), on the contrary though, I know they're proud of me at the same time for not wallowing about what happened to them and for finding some incredible friends. I swipe away a tear I didn't even know leaked out and looked up at the ceiling where the night sky would be if the roof wasn't there.

"I'm ready. Are you okay? What's up?" Harry asked noticing my glossy eyes.

"Nothing, just got lost in my thoughts. I didn't even realize I was crying." I said and we laughed at my weirdness and headed to the car.

"Hey, you know I'm really proud that you decided on the gym to release your anger. I don't mean it in that way by the way, I really mean it that I'm happy. You listened." I smiled at him.

"Good. And I know, your not that much of a sly bitch." He smiled back at me.

"Gee, thanks! I will remember that Styles, karmas a mother fucker." I said snugly and strapped myself in the car and we headed home.

*BACK AT HOME*

"We're back!" I called out. I feel a hell of a lot better since that depressing talk before.

"You both alright guys?" Liam asked.

"Yeah, yeah we're good. I needed to let off a bit of steam
and..." Harry said trailing off waiting for me to continue then headed up for a much needed shower.

"I'm fine." I said crinkling my eyebrows up in slight confusion. I know what they mean but I don't know why I wouldn't be okay of you get me.

I kicked my shoes off and shrugged my coat off and put it by the door, then I threw myself on the sofa. We all sat there for about ten minutes doing nothing.

"Okay. Well I am bored shitless and I've already clocked FIFA so there's nothing to do." Louis said and thy boys agreed.

"I think we should all do something to get to know each other better. We have a new addition to the group and I just realized, Nelly spent actually know all that much about us either!" Harry laughed coming down the stairs with still slightly wet hair. True, true.

"Yeah, let's do it." We all agreed and went to get snacks and drinks, got blankets and pillows then made a nest with them on the floor and got comfy. This will be fun!

Notes

Here it is guys! I told you i'd update tonight as a thank you for your lovely comments! They really do motivate me to update and make the chapters better, so thanks! :D <3