“uh hi niall.” She detto shyly.
She had taken her make-up off and her black eye looked really sore.
“hi Mickie.” I detto 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 te 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 te 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 te 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 superiore, in alto of Mickie, baciare 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 te later.” I whispered.
“but-but-” she began.
“get down the stairs te 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 te 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 ora later and I ran upstairs.
5 minuti later, there were footsteps coming up the stairs.
Emma stormed into the room.


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


We both headed downstairs and went into the kitchen.


I made Emma a cup of tè and handed it to her.
The rest of my sisters came out into the kitchen.
“I heard te were baciare niall.” Tanya detto as my sisters surrounded me.

“you told me te wouldn’t say anything!” I detto 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 detto 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 successivo 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 da Claire.


“where do te think you’re going?” she asked.
“to get my inhaler.” I replied, quietly.
“since when do te 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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