Shattered

Harry's P.O.V-

"Look at what we have here, boys..." I said, my voice a bit raspy but still mean and cold. The boys glared at both Angel and Little Liam. They had scared and guilty faces on, it made me want to drop the act right there seeing her scared, scared of me. But I couldn't, this is for her, this is going to make her dreams come true.

"You aren't supposed to be here! You're the governess not a guest!" I spat at her. This hurts a lot more than it may seem. I'm honestly almost crying right now!

"I'm sorry, Mr. Style. It wont happen again" She said not facing me and walking out with Little Liam holding her right hand almost crying. That must've triggered memories. I'm such an idiot! Urgh! I could've just said that we broke something or whatever! Why did I need to be harsh!?

"Why were you so harsh?" Zayn asked angrily at me, but with a hushed tone.

"I honestly have no idea!" I replied sighing angrily and rubbing my face with my hands. I was a lot better now, in fact, I didn't even have a cold anymore. I just to see her every hour I could. I'm so creepy.

"You're kind of bipolar around her" Niall stated rubbing his chin and looking up like some high philosopher.

"What do you mean?" I asked him, clearly confused.

"Well, most of the time you're all smiley and kind to her, but sometimes you're cold and distant and almost brute" Louis answered.

"I think she drives you crazy but in a good way, but you just don't want to admit she affects you at all" Liam said wisely.

"In other words, you've fallen hard for her and still hasn't seen it" Zayn finished. I blinked at them and shrugged not really getting what they were saying.

"Are we going to talk to Simon or what?" I finally asked. They all snapped out of their thoughts and quickly ran out of the door leaving me to lock it. I grumbled and quickly locked the door running out after them. We drove to Simon's house considering he's on his break and so are we. We started packing this afternoon and we will be soon headed to our families.

"What could you boys possibly want?!" Simon grumbled at us.

"Nice to see you too, Uncle Simon!" Louis chirped, causing Simon to roll his eyes and give him a bored expression.

"We wanted to show you something!" Niall clapped excitedly like a little child.

"I'm heading out in 15 minutes, be quick" He simply stated. We nodded and I got out my phone. We showed him the video and he actually smiled and nodded.

"She's good. What are you suggesting?" He said after the video stopped.

"She's got the same dream as we had when we auditioned to the X Factor" Liam said, smiling. Simon nodded and said he'd see what he could do, after Christmas and New Year's Day. We thanked him and went back to the house. I just hope this goes according to plan...

Angelica's P.O.V-

I was scrubbing the stairs when the front door of the mansion opened and loud voices could be heard. I finished the last step and walked towards the kitchen. The boy were cheering and smiling while watching something on their TV. I smiled slightly and shook my head. I put away the cleaning supplies and head towards my small house. I walk in and find Little Liam trying to reach the peanut butter on the highest shelve. He had climbed on the counter.

"Oh no you don't!" I said before grabbing him by the waist and setting him down, tacking the butter myself and placing it on the counter.

"Thanks big sis" He beamed and I sighed happily. I told him I was going to get ready for bed. He nodded and said he'd do the same after eating dinner. I nodded and walked upstairs, a single tear slipping. If only he knew the truth.... I wonder if he'd treat me differently...

"Please help me, God. I had no idea what to do" I prayed quietly. I went into my room and rummaged through my things. I found my pajamas and chose an underwear walking to the bathroom. I stripped and took a long bubbly bath. When I say long I mean l spent 10 minutes just sitting there relaxing, then five minutes cleaning then I dried and got dressed.

"BIG SIS! THE BOYS ARE HERE!" Little Liam called from downstairs.

"Okay!" I called back. I finished brushing my hair and placed it in a high ponytail. I walked down the stairs and surely enough, there were the boys, sitting on the stools across from Liam on the counter.

"Good evening" I said politely and nodded. I'm not taking any chances, they might still be angry at me.

"Good evening indeed!" Louis smiled. I kept a straight face, not even smiling back.

"Would you care to explain this" Harry handed me his phone. It was a video, he pressed play and went back towards the boys. It was me, singing and playing the piano.

"I'm sorry. The piano brought memories back. It wont happen again, I assure you" I said giving him back his phone. They all shook their heads smiling. I gave them a confused glare.

"There's no need to apologize! We were just wondering why you never showed us this talent" Zayn explained.

"You never asked" I smiled slightly. We all started talking about their plans for Christmas and how they were planning on going back to their families in two days. I was a bit sad, considering I didn't have family to go back to. But I had Little Liam, and to me that was enough.

"How about you? Don't you have uncles and aunts?" Niall asked. I shook my head.

"I do have them, but they weren't happy our parents married and they were even less happy when I was born, so...." I explained. They nodded, their faces hard to read. I smiled and told them I had to get Little Liam in his pj's and tuck him into bed.

"Can't we stay for the night? Please?" Niall begged, giving me his puppy dog eyes. I looked over at Little Liam who was already nodding eagerly. I laughed and nodded.

"YEY!" All the boys, including my little brother cheered. I covered my ears and laughed at their silliness.

"But" I began.

"Aaaaawwww!" They all whined. I rolled my eyes.

"You have to promise not to break anything and leave me be" I stated. They grumbled a bit but promised. I smiled gratefully and walked to the stairs.

"Please stay with us!" Harry insisted. Everyone else said their agreements and I dropped my shoulders agreeing as well. We sat and watched Christmas movies and cartoons, laughing and joking around. I felt happy again, this boys always manage to make me smile when I'm worried or sad.

"Little Liam, guys" I began with a sad voice. I needed to tell them, and Little Liam has the right to know.

"I might have lied to you about something, and it's eating me up" I confessed. They all quieted down and it was dead silent in the house. I gulped and closed my eyes.

"Remember how I told you guys that my father used to rape me and that he killed our mother and all?" They nodded.

"Well... I might have changed a few facts and hidden a few things..." I said lowering my head in shame, tears threatening to spill. I looked up again and took a long breath.

"Liam isn't my brother, well he is, but... I'm also his mother..."

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