London Timing.

At the age of 15, Jamie Rose Thomas' mother had died of stage four breast cancer. Jamie had always been and outgoing girl, good grades, popular, but after her mother passed, she shut down. Coming completely shy and intraverted. Jamie and her father over the years had become inseperable, that was untill Jamie left for college halfway across the world in London, England at the age of 19. She never expected to have met someone there, including a boy who she learns is her biological twin brother that they were seperated at birth.

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9. Chapter nine

Jamie's POV

"First stop, Orlando!" Niall screamed. I laughed and walked behind the group with Liam. "Hey broski. Ready to meet your dad?" I asked. I asked him to meet us at the airport as we landed, being as we would need a ride. "I guess." I had to tell Liam that Mom died when we were younger. I saw a familar patch of brwon hair and I practically ran to it. "DADDY!" I screamed. "PUNKIN!" He screamed back. I tightly wrapped my arms around his neck and jumped into his arms. "I missed you!" I whispered. "Daddy, are you ready to meet Liam? Your son?" I asked. Liam awkwardly walked up behind me. MY dad got all teary eyed, as he looked at Liam's face. "You look just like Martha." He whispered. He touched Liam's face, and pulled him in for a hug. They were both crying now, and then my dad pulled me into the hug. My dad pulled away and wiped his eyes and cheeks, same with Liam. "Well, yall will be staying at my house, so follow me to my car. " My dad said.

The thing with Louis earlier really made me upset. I didnt know what was going on. So what I slept on Zayn's shoudler.  No biggie. I just brushed it off, and ignored Louis for a while. We approached my house, and I started to tear up again. I felt a hand touch my thigh, and I looked over to see Louis with sad eyes. I smiled and out my hand on his. I looked at my house as we pulled up. It wasnt huge, but it wasnt tiny either. "Welcome home Liam." My dad said. He looked at his son, and his face lit up.

We walked into the house, and I dropped my bags on the floor. The cream walls and the dark furniture. It was home. I looked at Liam who was looking at the picture of mom on the wall. "She was beautiful." He whispered tracing the outline of her face. "I know." I put an arm around his torso hugging him. He turned and higged me tightly. I cried, and pulled away to show everybody to their rooms. "And this is my room." I said to everyone as I opened the doors. It was a big room, the walls were painted a light brown color with light furniture. It was a neat room. Everybody stod around for a while, and then they headed to bed. Louis was still in here though. "Jamie." He said softly taaking a seat on my bed. "Louis." I said back. "Im sorry for earlier. It is just that Zayn lieks you, and I get jealous." He said tryign to hold my hand. "Louis, why havent you asked me to be your girlfriend yet? I mean weve been together for a month, and you havent asked me yet." I took my hand away and didnt look at him. He sighed and stood up. "Because, I am nervous." "Nervous of what That I will say no?" I laughed. "Yea.." He said softly. "Ask me." "Will you-" "Yes." I interupted him. He laughed as I stood on my tip toes to kiss him. I pulled away and climbed into bed. Louis started walking out. "Where do you think you are going?" I said. "To my room." "Silly, this is your room. Now come here." I laughed. He furrowed his eye brows and then understood. He striped into his boxers and climbed into bed with me, wrapping his arms around my waist, putting my head on his chest.

I slowly began to fall asleep and with a smile on my face too.

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