The door swung open and Melissa stormed in.
“Mickie! WHAT ARE Du DOING WITH HIM! Du KNOW HE DOESN’T Liebe YOU!” she screamed at Mickie.
“Yes I do.” I sagte as I pulled Mickie into me so our hips touched.
“Did Du not read the stupid text message?!” she roared.
“How would Du know about that text message?” Mickie narrowed her eyes at Melissa.
“I-I-I-I” Melissa stammered.
“And why did Andrea have niall’s phone?” Mickie questioned.
“Because…” Melissa paused.
“That’s what I thought.” Mickie smirked.
“DON’T Du DARE GIVE ME CHEEK!” Melissa shouted as she lunged for Mickie. I stood in front of Mickie and blocked Melissa.
“Don't Du fucking touch her!” I yelled.
“Move boy.” She growled.
Just then Greg came in the door, followed Von Andrea.
“What’s going on here?” Greg asked.
“Andrea took my phone and texted Mickie telling her that I didn't Liebe her and was breaking up with her.” I explained.
“Is this true Andrea?” Greg turned towards her.
“Yes.” She admitted.
“I can’t believe you! How could Du do that to your little sister?” Greg roared.
“I don't know.” Andrea looked down.
“I’m sorry Andrea but we’re over.” Greg told her.
I would have jumped up and down with joy, but I didn't want to in front of Mickie’s sisters, they scare me.
Andrea ran out of the room
and so did Melissa.
“You ok Greg?” I questioned.
“Yeah I’m fine. Is Mickie ok?” he quizzed, pointing over at Mickie, who was cuddled into my chest.
“Yes she is.” I smiled.
Melissa and Andrea returned to Mickie’s room.
“Mickie...” they both spoke together.
“What?” she answered.
“We’re moving…. To America.” They told her.
“WHAT?!” she exclaimed.
“We’re moving. Are Du deaf?” Melissa replied.
“You can’t do that!” she screamed.
“We can do whatever we want.” Melissa smirked.
“Well I’m not going!” Mickie sagte as she cried into my shoulder.
“YOU’RE COMING WHTHER Du LIKE IT oder NOT!” Andrea shrieked as she grabbed Mickie and flung her out the door.
“You can’t treat her like a ragdoll!” I roared.
Andrea cackled and left the room.
Greg’s P.O.V:
Niall tried to run out and help Mickie, but I held him back.
“Niall wait here, I’ll sort this.” I told him. He nodded and I followed Andrea outside to find her beating up Mickie.
“What the hell are Du doing?!” I questioned.
“It’s none of your business.” She scowled as she threw Mickie into her room and locked the door.
“You can treat your little sister like this!” I shouted.
“Watch me.” She sagte smugly as she kicked the door of her bedroom. I heard Mickie scream and there was a big bang.
Niall ran out of Mickie’s bedroom and unlocked the door. He opened it to reveal Mickie lying on the floor with blood dripping down her face. Niall picked her up and carried her into her bedroom.
“Look at what you’ve done!” I pointed at Mickie.
“See how I care.” She shrugged.
“I can’t believe you! Du don't deserve to have custody of that poor girl!” I scowled.
“Ha! Well tough! I mean, who else would want to take care of a piece of scum like Mickie?” Andrea sniggered.
Niall’s P.O.V:
I sat Mickie down on her schreibtisch and ran into the bathroom. I got a wet cloth and placed it on the cut to stop the bleeding. I wipe the rest of the blood of her face and pressed the cloth against her cut once more. She winced in pain as I applied pressure to it.
“Oh sorry babe.” I apologized.
“Niall I don't want to leave you.” She sobbed.
“I know. Come here.” I sagte as I held my arms out for a hug.
“No I’ll get blood on you.” She wept.
“I don't care.” I told her as I pulled her into me.
I sat down on the schreibtisch and pulled her onto my lap, cradling her in my arms. I kissed the oben, nach oben of her head and held her close to me.
I could hear Andrea and Greg arguing outside the door.
“You don't deserve custody of that poor girl!” Greg roared.
“Ha! Well tough! I mean, who else would want to take care of a piece of scum like Mickie?” Andrea laughed.
“Me.” Greg announced, which caused both me and Mickie to turn our heads.
“As if I would let Du take care of Mickie!” Andrea snarled.
“I’ll take Du to court Andrea!” Greg waned.
“I’d like to see Du try.” Andrea smirked.
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“Mickie! WHAT ARE Du DOING WITH HIM! Du KNOW HE DOESN’T Liebe YOU!” she screamed at Mickie.
“Yes I do.” I sagte as I pulled Mickie into me so our hips touched.
“Did Du not read the stupid text message?!” she roared.
“How would Du know about that text message?” Mickie narrowed her eyes at Melissa.
“I-I-I-I” Melissa stammered.
“And why did Andrea have niall’s phone?” Mickie questioned.
“Because…” Melissa paused.
“That’s what I thought.” Mickie smirked.
“DON’T Du DARE GIVE ME CHEEK!” Melissa shouted as she lunged for Mickie. I stood in front of Mickie and blocked Melissa.
“Don't Du fucking touch her!” I yelled.
“Move boy.” She growled.
Just then Greg came in the door, followed Von Andrea.
“What’s going on here?” Greg asked.
“Andrea took my phone and texted Mickie telling her that I didn't Liebe her and was breaking up with her.” I explained.
“Is this true Andrea?” Greg turned towards her.
“Yes.” She admitted.
“I can’t believe you! How could Du do that to your little sister?” Greg roared.
“I don't know.” Andrea looked down.
“I’m sorry Andrea but we’re over.” Greg told her.
I would have jumped up and down with joy, but I didn't want to in front of Mickie’s sisters, they scare me.
Andrea ran out of the room
and so did Melissa.
“You ok Greg?” I questioned.
“Yeah I’m fine. Is Mickie ok?” he quizzed, pointing over at Mickie, who was cuddled into my chest.
“Yes she is.” I smiled.
Melissa and Andrea returned to Mickie’s room.
“Mickie...” they both spoke together.
“What?” she answered.
“We’re moving…. To America.” They told her.
“WHAT?!” she exclaimed.
“We’re moving. Are Du deaf?” Melissa replied.
“You can’t do that!” she screamed.
“We can do whatever we want.” Melissa smirked.
“Well I’m not going!” Mickie sagte as she cried into my shoulder.
“YOU’RE COMING WHTHER Du LIKE IT oder NOT!” Andrea shrieked as she grabbed Mickie and flung her out the door.
“You can’t treat her like a ragdoll!” I roared.
Andrea cackled and left the room.
Greg’s P.O.V:
Niall tried to run out and help Mickie, but I held him back.
“Niall wait here, I’ll sort this.” I told him. He nodded and I followed Andrea outside to find her beating up Mickie.
“What the hell are Du doing?!” I questioned.
“It’s none of your business.” She scowled as she threw Mickie into her room and locked the door.
“You can treat your little sister like this!” I shouted.
“Watch me.” She sagte smugly as she kicked the door of her bedroom. I heard Mickie scream and there was a big bang.
Niall ran out of Mickie’s bedroom and unlocked the door. He opened it to reveal Mickie lying on the floor with blood dripping down her face. Niall picked her up and carried her into her bedroom.
“Look at what you’ve done!” I pointed at Mickie.
“See how I care.” She shrugged.
“I can’t believe you! Du don't deserve to have custody of that poor girl!” I scowled.
“Ha! Well tough! I mean, who else would want to take care of a piece of scum like Mickie?” Andrea sniggered.
Niall’s P.O.V:
I sat Mickie down on her schreibtisch and ran into the bathroom. I got a wet cloth and placed it on the cut to stop the bleeding. I wipe the rest of the blood of her face and pressed the cloth against her cut once more. She winced in pain as I applied pressure to it.
“Oh sorry babe.” I apologized.
“Niall I don't want to leave you.” She sobbed.
“I know. Come here.” I sagte as I held my arms out for a hug.
“No I’ll get blood on you.” She wept.
“I don't care.” I told her as I pulled her into me.
I sat down on the schreibtisch and pulled her onto my lap, cradling her in my arms. I kissed the oben, nach oben of her head and held her close to me.
I could hear Andrea and Greg arguing outside the door.
“You don't deserve custody of that poor girl!” Greg roared.
“Ha! Well tough! I mean, who else would want to take care of a piece of scum like Mickie?” Andrea laughed.
“Me.” Greg announced, which caused both me and Mickie to turn our heads.
“As if I would let Du take care of Mickie!” Andrea snarled.
“I’ll take Du to court Andrea!” Greg waned.
“I’d like to see Du try.” Andrea smirked.
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