“Hi Niall.”
“Hey.”
“And what relation are you to Mickie?”
“Uhh boyfriend.”
“Lovely. For how long?”
“A couple of months.”
“How would you say Mickie feels about this whole situation?”
“She probably feels upset and confused. She never asked for any of this.”
“How do you feel about this situation?”
“Well I obviously want her to stay, but I also want her to be happy and she’s not happy when she’s with her sisters.”
“What makes you say that?”
“I don't need to explain something my brother already did.”
“So you’re saying that they beat her too?”
“Yep.”
“Show me proof.”
“I don't have any. But if you would j-”
“We’ve heard enough, Mr. Horan. Sit down.”
Niall sat down obediently.
“You’re up.” The police officer nudged me. I stood up slowly and 4 police officers escorted me to the court room.
There was no use in trying; they were obviously on my sisters’ side.
“Hi Mickie. How are you feeling?”
“Scared.”
“Why is that?”
“I’m just afraid of what’s going to happen to me.”
“Who do you want to go with?”
“I…. I….. I….”
“It’s ok if you don't know love.”
I nodded.
“Do you really enjoy spending time with your sisters?”
I looked over at them. I knew by their faces that if I said anything bad about them, and they got custody of me, I was dead.
“Um… yeah. Kind of I guess.”
“Niall and Greg both say that your sisters beat you, is this true?”
I paused.
“Mickie?”
I knew what I had to say.
“N-N-No.”
A tear trickled down my cheek. I was going to end up with my sisters, it’s final.
The tears kept falling from my eyes. I tried to wipe them away with my sleeve.
“What’s the matter Mickie?”
“I-I-I don't know. I’m just being stupid.”
“No you’re not. We know this is hard for you.”
“Thanks.”
“So we’re going to let the Jury decide now, ok?”
“Yeah.”
“Good. Now the officers will take you backstage while you wait.”
I nodded as I was escorted from the court room. I sat down on a seat while I waited.
“Do you want to answer the question now, honey?” a kind woman asked.
“Which one?” I quizzed.
“Who do you want to stay with?” she questioned.
“Greg.” I spoke immediately.
“Ok. We’ll take that into consideration.” She smiled.
I knew she was lying. The Jury has already made up their minds. I’m doomed.
♥♥♥♥♥
I was brought back into the courtroom where everyone sat. I re-took my seat.
“The Jury have come to a decision. The person who is now granted custody of Mickie Leanne Rosemary is…. Melissa, Claire, Tanya, Emma and Andrea Rosemary.” The judge announced, raising the gavel to make it official.
“NO!” I screamed as I jumped off the seat and ran into Niall’s arms.
“I can’t believe you Niall.” I cried into his shoulder.
“I’ll never forget you babe.” He said shakily.
I wanted to stay in his arms forever.
Niall’s P.O.V:
I kept Mickie close to me until two police officers came and dragged her away as she cried her eyes out.
I can’t believe she’s actually leaving.
“WAIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” a voice roared from the back of the room just before the judged banged the gavel.
I twisted around to see who it was.
Zayn.
“And who are you sir?”
“The name’s zayn malik.”
“And what do you want zayn?”
“You can’t let Mickie stay with her sisters.”
“Why?”
“I know you’re heard all of this before, but her sisters treat her like shit.”
“I’d rather you didn't curse in the courtroom.”
“Sorry your honor.”
“So you obviously think they beat her too?”
“I don't think they do, I KNOW they do.”
“I’m afraid I can’t believe you unless you have proof, Mr.Malik.”
“All of the proof you need is the bruises and cuts all over Mickie’s body.”
“Mickie, can we see if there are bruises and cuts on you?”
Mickie nodded in her seat as the police officers lifted up her sleeves, which caused her to wince in pain.
They lifted up both sleeves to reveal cuts and bruises all over Mickie’s arms. There was a gasp in the courtroom.
“And if you wipe the make-up off her face, she’ll probably have a black eye and a split open head.”
“May we Mickie?”
Mickie once again nodded. They got a wipe and wiped the make-up off her eye, to reveal a bad black eye. And then they wiped it off her head and a deep cut with paper stitches appeared. Another gasp spread across the courtroom.
“And lastly, I bet there’s a big scar on her neck.”
The officers unraveled the scarf around Mickie’s neck to show a big scar.
“How does this prove her sisters’ did this?”
“Her bruises, her sisters hit her with something hard until she’s unconscious, maybe something as hard as a crowbar.”
“And her cuts?”
“They cut her with glass until she bleeds.”
“Her black eye?”
“They knocked her out.”
“The cut on her head?”
“They split it open with a crowbar.”
“And finally, the scar on her neck?”
“Glass also.”
Everyone gasped.
“Is this true Mickie?”
Mickie nodded as she wasn’t in the state to speak.
“And how do you know all of this, Mr. Malik?”
“I’m Mickie’s best friend. I just found out recently about her sisters and it hit me really hard. I didn't talk to Mickie, or anyone else for that matter, for ages but now I realize I was just being stupid. The truth is, I was never there for Mickie when she needed me the most.”
“That is lovely zayn but-”
“Your honor, to give Mickie sisters custody of her is not only wrong, it should be illegal. Her life only began to brighten up when she met niall and the rest of us. If you take her away from the only people that care about her, she may kill herself. I might even kill myself if Mickie leaves, just thinking about her being tortured like that. I can’t lose her. But if you grant Greg custody of her, I can guarantee you that amazing smile of hers will be plastered on her face 24/7. And she won’t have to put up with being beaten every night. Your honor, PLEASE just listen to your heart, because I know deep down, that you know that Greg deserves custody of Mickie.”
“Well zayn, you’re a charming young man. But I can’t guarantee your claims will be proven. We will take DNA tests on Mickie’s body and we’ll test everyone on lie detectors. It’s highly unlikely the Jury are going to change their mind though.”
“THAT’s FUCKING MESSED UP!!” I heard a girl scream.
Oh Kate!
♥♥♥♥♥
The DNA tests have been taken and the lie detectors have been tested. The lie detectors really scared me, they were so intimidating! Now all we can do is wait.
The judge re-appeared and took his seat. There was a mutter throughout the court.
“Silence!”
Everyone fell silent.
“Now Mickie, it seems the Jury have reached their final decision.”
The judge paused.
“Based on the results of a DNA and lie-detector test, the person who is granted full custody of Mickie Leanne Rosemary is………………………. Mr. Greg Horan!”
The judged banged his gavel to make it official.
Mickie jumped off her seat and ran into my arms.
“I love you Niall.” She whispered.
“I love you too Mickie.” I told her.
She turned to Greg, who had his arms open for a hug. She leaped into them.
“Thank you so much Greg!” she beamed.
“I’m not just Greg anymore Mickie, I’m your big brother Greg.” He winked.
Her face lit up and she hugged him tighter.
I was so happy she was staying.
Zayn’s P.O.V:
I was so glad Mickie was staying. I really couldn't live without her.
She twisted around and my gaze met hers. She ran over to me and jumped into my arms.
“Thank you so much Zayn. If it wasn’t for you, I would be jetting off to America right now!” she grinned.
“Don't mention it babe.” I smiled.
“I’m so sorry for lying to you.” She looked down on the ground, shuffling from foot to foot.
“There’s no need to apologize. I was being an idiot!” I laughed.
“No you weren’t…” she giggled.
Amanda was sitting down on her own, looking around her awkwardly.
“You should go over to her zayn. She needs you.” Mickie remarked.
“Ok, I’ll go over. See you later.” I responded as I hugged her once more before she walked away.
“Hey Amanda.” I smiled as I sat down beside her.
“Hi zayn.” She spoke quietly.
“I’m really sorry.” I told her.
“Just forget it.” She shook her head.
“No I can’t. The truth is Amanda, I love you.” I stated.
“Then why did you break up with me?” she questioned.
“Because I am an idiot.” I sighed.
“Yeah, you are!” she chuckled.
“So…. Can you give this idiot a second chance?” I quizzed, looking into her amazing eyes.
“Of course!” she beamed and she hugged me tight.
I kissed her head and was interrupted by harry running over.
“HI ZAYN! OMG! CAN YOU BELIVE MICKING IS LIVING WITH GREG NOW? OMG! I CANT BELIEVE IT! CAN YOU BELIEVE IT? I CAN’T! OMG! AHHH!” harry screamed in my face.
“What the fuck?” I queried.
“I gave him coffee.” Kate strolled past.
“Why?” I asked.
“He was annoying me.” She shrugged.
She skipped away happily.
Mickie’s P.O.V:
Harry ran up to me.
“MICKIE!!! I’M SO HAPPY FOR YOU! OMG! I’M SO GLAD! I CAN’T WAIT TO CALL OVER EVERYDAY JUST TO SEE YOU! HE HE! BYE!!!!!!!!!!!” he shrieked as he ran off.
Oh harry!
A tall figure stood over me. I gazed up and was not by Melissa, who slapped me across the face.
“How could you do this to us?” she spat.
“Do what?” I questioned.
“Mom and Dad would be so disappointed in you.” She growled.
“No. they would be horrified to know that 5 of their children who were supposed to be taking care of their little sister, were beating her if she screws up sometimes. And they would be proud of me for finally standing up to you.” I scowled.
“You do NOT speak to me like that!” she grabbed my hoodie and pulled me towards her, lifting my feet off the floor.
I could tell she was going to hit me, but she was interrupted by a police officer and immediately dropped me.
“Melissa Rosemary?” the police officer asked.
“That’s me!” she cackled.
“You’re under arrest for child abuse.” He told her.
Did I hear him right?
“W-What? You have no proof!” she screamed as he handcuffed her.
“All of the proof we need is in that DNA test.” He pointed at a piece of paper with the DNA test on it.
“Y-You can’t do this!” She roared as he took her away.
♥♥♥♥♥
“Ahem.” A voice spoke behind me. I spun around o my heels and found niall with a smirk on his face.
“Why hello there Mickie.” He winked.
“Hello there Niallers!” I grinned.
“So we’re going to be roommates now?” he quizzed.
“I guess so!” I replied.
He placed both of his hand on my face and crashed his soft lips against mine. I wrapped my arms around his neck and he moved his hands down to my waist.
♥♥♥♥♥
“Let’s go Home.” Greg smiled warmly.
Home. That’s going to take some getting used to!
Greg ended up bringing me, niall, kate, harry, zayn, Amanda, Liam Louis AND himself home in his 5 seater car.
Don't ask me how we all fit!
♥♥♥♥♥
“Hey.”
“And what relation are you to Mickie?”
“Uhh boyfriend.”
“Lovely. For how long?”
“A couple of months.”
“How would you say Mickie feels about this whole situation?”
“She probably feels upset and confused. She never asked for any of this.”
“How do you feel about this situation?”
“Well I obviously want her to stay, but I also want her to be happy and she’s not happy when she’s with her sisters.”
“What makes you say that?”
“I don't need to explain something my brother already did.”
“So you’re saying that they beat her too?”
“Yep.”
“Show me proof.”
“I don't have any. But if you would j-”
“We’ve heard enough, Mr. Horan. Sit down.”
Niall sat down obediently.
“You’re up.” The police officer nudged me. I stood up slowly and 4 police officers escorted me to the court room.
There was no use in trying; they were obviously on my sisters’ side.
“Hi Mickie. How are you feeling?”
“Scared.”
“Why is that?”
“I’m just afraid of what’s going to happen to me.”
“Who do you want to go with?”
“I…. I….. I….”
“It’s ok if you don't know love.”
I nodded.
“Do you really enjoy spending time with your sisters?”
I looked over at them. I knew by their faces that if I said anything bad about them, and they got custody of me, I was dead.
“Um… yeah. Kind of I guess.”
“Niall and Greg both say that your sisters beat you, is this true?”
I paused.
“Mickie?”
I knew what I had to say.
“N-N-No.”
A tear trickled down my cheek. I was going to end up with my sisters, it’s final.
The tears kept falling from my eyes. I tried to wipe them away with my sleeve.
“What’s the matter Mickie?”
“I-I-I don't know. I’m just being stupid.”
“No you’re not. We know this is hard for you.”
“Thanks.”
“So we’re going to let the Jury decide now, ok?”
“Yeah.”
“Good. Now the officers will take you backstage while you wait.”
I nodded as I was escorted from the court room. I sat down on a seat while I waited.
“Do you want to answer the question now, honey?” a kind woman asked.
“Which one?” I quizzed.
“Who do you want to stay with?” she questioned.
“Greg.” I spoke immediately.
“Ok. We’ll take that into consideration.” She smiled.
I knew she was lying. The Jury has already made up their minds. I’m doomed.
♥♥♥♥♥
I was brought back into the courtroom where everyone sat. I re-took my seat.
“The Jury have come to a decision. The person who is now granted custody of Mickie Leanne Rosemary is…. Melissa, Claire, Tanya, Emma and Andrea Rosemary.” The judge announced, raising the gavel to make it official.
“NO!” I screamed as I jumped off the seat and ran into Niall’s arms.
“I can’t believe you Niall.” I cried into his shoulder.
“I’ll never forget you babe.” He said shakily.
I wanted to stay in his arms forever.
Niall’s P.O.V:
I kept Mickie close to me until two police officers came and dragged her away as she cried her eyes out.
I can’t believe she’s actually leaving.
“WAIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” a voice roared from the back of the room just before the judged banged the gavel.
I twisted around to see who it was.
Zayn.
“And who are you sir?”
“The name’s zayn malik.”
“And what do you want zayn?”
“You can’t let Mickie stay with her sisters.”
“Why?”
“I know you’re heard all of this before, but her sisters treat her like shit.”
“I’d rather you didn't curse in the courtroom.”
“Sorry your honor.”
“So you obviously think they beat her too?”
“I don't think they do, I KNOW they do.”
“I’m afraid I can’t believe you unless you have proof, Mr.Malik.”
“All of the proof you need is the bruises and cuts all over Mickie’s body.”
“Mickie, can we see if there are bruises and cuts on you?”
Mickie nodded in her seat as the police officers lifted up her sleeves, which caused her to wince in pain.
They lifted up both sleeves to reveal cuts and bruises all over Mickie’s arms. There was a gasp in the courtroom.
“And if you wipe the make-up off her face, she’ll probably have a black eye and a split open head.”
“May we Mickie?”
Mickie once again nodded. They got a wipe and wiped the make-up off her eye, to reveal a bad black eye. And then they wiped it off her head and a deep cut with paper stitches appeared. Another gasp spread across the courtroom.
“And lastly, I bet there’s a big scar on her neck.”
The officers unraveled the scarf around Mickie’s neck to show a big scar.
“How does this prove her sisters’ did this?”
“Her bruises, her sisters hit her with something hard until she’s unconscious, maybe something as hard as a crowbar.”
“And her cuts?”
“They cut her with glass until she bleeds.”
“Her black eye?”
“They knocked her out.”
“The cut on her head?”
“They split it open with a crowbar.”
“And finally, the scar on her neck?”
“Glass also.”
Everyone gasped.
“Is this true Mickie?”
Mickie nodded as she wasn’t in the state to speak.
“And how do you know all of this, Mr. Malik?”
“I’m Mickie’s best friend. I just found out recently about her sisters and it hit me really hard. I didn't talk to Mickie, or anyone else for that matter, for ages but now I realize I was just being stupid. The truth is, I was never there for Mickie when she needed me the most.”
“That is lovely zayn but-”
“Your honor, to give Mickie sisters custody of her is not only wrong, it should be illegal. Her life only began to brighten up when she met niall and the rest of us. If you take her away from the only people that care about her, she may kill herself. I might even kill myself if Mickie leaves, just thinking about her being tortured like that. I can’t lose her. But if you grant Greg custody of her, I can guarantee you that amazing smile of hers will be plastered on her face 24/7. And she won’t have to put up with being beaten every night. Your honor, PLEASE just listen to your heart, because I know deep down, that you know that Greg deserves custody of Mickie.”
“Well zayn, you’re a charming young man. But I can’t guarantee your claims will be proven. We will take DNA tests on Mickie’s body and we’ll test everyone on lie detectors. It’s highly unlikely the Jury are going to change their mind though.”
“THAT’s FUCKING MESSED UP!!” I heard a girl scream.
Oh Kate!
♥♥♥♥♥
The DNA tests have been taken and the lie detectors have been tested. The lie detectors really scared me, they were so intimidating! Now all we can do is wait.
The judge re-appeared and took his seat. There was a mutter throughout the court.
“Silence!”
Everyone fell silent.
“Now Mickie, it seems the Jury have reached their final decision.”
The judge paused.
“Based on the results of a DNA and lie-detector test, the person who is granted full custody of Mickie Leanne Rosemary is………………………. Mr. Greg Horan!”
The judged banged his gavel to make it official.
Mickie jumped off her seat and ran into my arms.
“I love you Niall.” She whispered.
“I love you too Mickie.” I told her.
She turned to Greg, who had his arms open for a hug. She leaped into them.
“Thank you so much Greg!” she beamed.
“I’m not just Greg anymore Mickie, I’m your big brother Greg.” He winked.
Her face lit up and she hugged him tighter.
I was so happy she was staying.
Zayn’s P.O.V:
I was so glad Mickie was staying. I really couldn't live without her.
She twisted around and my gaze met hers. She ran over to me and jumped into my arms.
“Thank you so much Zayn. If it wasn’t for you, I would be jetting off to America right now!” she grinned.
“Don't mention it babe.” I smiled.
“I’m so sorry for lying to you.” She looked down on the ground, shuffling from foot to foot.
“There’s no need to apologize. I was being an idiot!” I laughed.
“No you weren’t…” she giggled.
Amanda was sitting down on her own, looking around her awkwardly.
“You should go over to her zayn. She needs you.” Mickie remarked.
“Ok, I’ll go over. See you later.” I responded as I hugged her once more before she walked away.
“Hey Amanda.” I smiled as I sat down beside her.
“Hi zayn.” She spoke quietly.
“I’m really sorry.” I told her.
“Just forget it.” She shook her head.
“No I can’t. The truth is Amanda, I love you.” I stated.
“Then why did you break up with me?” she questioned.
“Because I am an idiot.” I sighed.
“Yeah, you are!” she chuckled.
“So…. Can you give this idiot a second chance?” I quizzed, looking into her amazing eyes.
“Of course!” she beamed and she hugged me tight.
I kissed her head and was interrupted by harry running over.
“HI ZAYN! OMG! CAN YOU BELIVE MICKING IS LIVING WITH GREG NOW? OMG! I CANT BELIEVE IT! CAN YOU BELIEVE IT? I CAN’T! OMG! AHHH!” harry screamed in my face.
“What the fuck?” I queried.
“I gave him coffee.” Kate strolled past.
“Why?” I asked.
“He was annoying me.” She shrugged.
She skipped away happily.
Mickie’s P.O.V:
Harry ran up to me.
“MICKIE!!! I’M SO HAPPY FOR YOU! OMG! I’M SO GLAD! I CAN’T WAIT TO CALL OVER EVERYDAY JUST TO SEE YOU! HE HE! BYE!!!!!!!!!!!” he shrieked as he ran off.
Oh harry!
A tall figure stood over me. I gazed up and was not by Melissa, who slapped me across the face.
“How could you do this to us?” she spat.
“Do what?” I questioned.
“Mom and Dad would be so disappointed in you.” She growled.
“No. they would be horrified to know that 5 of their children who were supposed to be taking care of their little sister, were beating her if she screws up sometimes. And they would be proud of me for finally standing up to you.” I scowled.
“You do NOT speak to me like that!” she grabbed my hoodie and pulled me towards her, lifting my feet off the floor.
I could tell she was going to hit me, but she was interrupted by a police officer and immediately dropped me.
“Melissa Rosemary?” the police officer asked.
“That’s me!” she cackled.
“You’re under arrest for child abuse.” He told her.
Did I hear him right?
“W-What? You have no proof!” she screamed as he handcuffed her.
“All of the proof we need is in that DNA test.” He pointed at a piece of paper with the DNA test on it.
“Y-You can’t do this!” She roared as he took her away.
♥♥♥♥♥
“Ahem.” A voice spoke behind me. I spun around o my heels and found niall with a smirk on his face.
“Why hello there Mickie.” He winked.
“Hello there Niallers!” I grinned.
“So we’re going to be roommates now?” he quizzed.
“I guess so!” I replied.
He placed both of his hand on my face and crashed his soft lips against mine. I wrapped my arms around his neck and he moved his hands down to my waist.
♥♥♥♥♥
“Let’s go Home.” Greg smiled warmly.
Home. That’s going to take some getting used to!
Greg ended up bringing me, niall, kate, harry, zayn, Amanda, Liam Louis AND himself home in his 5 seater car.
Don't ask me how we all fit!
♥♥♥♥♥
