You're Mine

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"I'm not talking about it Andy, okay" I huff out,

"Louis, I'm not joking around here, you either tell me what's going on or you're grounded" Andy, my older brother tells me heatedly.

"You can't ground me, I'm 17" I tell him angrily.

"Watch me, my house, my rules" Andy says.

"Try again, its Liam's house, I don't have to listen to you" I seethe as I go to walk off to my room,

Andy grabs me by the upper arm, effectively stopping me from moving forward.

"I'm talking to you Louis and I expect you to respect me and listen" Andy tells me, his eyes scanning my face.

I turned 17 two days ago, I live with my four older brothers in London, our parents died when I was eight and my brothers have looked after me ever since.

Liam is 30 he's a successful surgeon at London's private hospital, he's all brown eyes, brown hair and pure muscle, every girls dream guy. He's strict but is kind and if it wasn't for him, I would have ended up in a foster home.

Andy is second oldest, he's 28 and a police officer in central London, he's pretty high up and works with the homicide unit. Andy has brown hair, blue eyes and looks the most like me. He's tough and scary at times but he would do anything for the ones he loves, he's very protective.

Jackson comes next, he's 26 and owns a nightclub down town, he's the party guy of the family, always out late and has girls falling off him, he's got blonde hair and blue eyes and is also tall and muscly. As much as he loves to party, he also loves his family and I know he would drop anything for me.

Ben is the second youngest, he's 24 and loves soccer, he plays pro for London university and has a steady girlfriend. Ben is an absolute softy and is the one who gives in to me and always gives me what I want.

I love all four boys to absolute death and would do anything for them, I'm so grateful for everything they've done for me but they can be a little overbearing on the protective side, it can get a little annoying.

Then there is me, 17 years old, in my last year of college. I was the surprise if you will, my parents didn't expect me but I've grown up as the baby of the family and have always been treated like it. I'm 5'6 with brown hair and blue eyes, I'm small and petite and I'm constantly called cute, which I hate. I'm openly gay and my family loves and respects me and my sexuality, it's never been an issue, they've always known and when I came out last year they were so supportive. That isn't the case at school though, I used to be quite popular until I came out, now I'm the punching bag of the school. I am constantly hiding bruises from the boys and I hide what's going on from them. It's embarrassing and I don't want to burden them with my crap.

I tend to skip school a lot and my grades aren't that good as a result, I've been in trouble twice already this month for skipping but I don't want to be at school, where I'm constantly threatened and hurt.

Today is the third time this month I've been caught at the skate bowl during school hours and Andy isn't happy that I was once again brought home by his squad.

I pull my arm out of Andy's grip, I already have a purple bruise that's trying to heal and Andy was holding on a little too tight.

"Go and tell Scott that you're sorry for wasting his time by having to bring you back home once again" Andy says

Scott is Andy's good friend, him and his brother Harry are practically family. They both work at the station with Andy, Scott is 28 and is Andy's squad partner, while Harry is 27 and lead homicide detective.