Take Me Home

What would you do if you found out that your were adopted? And then later on finding out that you were the twin sister of a member of the biggest boy band in the world, One Direction. This happened to Autumn Jenkins. After living under the order of the strictest parents you'll ever meet for 18 years, she finally begins to understand who she is. Will she ever get to meet her parents and other brothers? She long hopes to meet them one day and maybe finding that one special guy along the way.


19. The Accident

Autumn's P.O.V (Before The Accident)

I woke up that next morning laying on Zayn's chest. He was still asleep. I admired his beauty. His messy bed hair, his face formation, and his soothing breathing that matched mine. It was perfect. I didn't want to get up but I have to use the bathroom. He has me in such a grasp though that I can't move. I groaned a little bit causing his eyes to shoot open. He looked down at me and smiled. "Good Morning." He said.

"Ugh, Zayn! Let go of me I have to pee." I whined. 

"Not a morning person, I see." He said and squeezed me tighter in his grip. I sighed extremely loud indicating I was annoyed. He laughed and finally let me go.

I darted to the bathroom and relieved my bladder. I came back and Zayn was playing on his phone. I stood in the door way and smiled. He didn't notice me. He looked so concentrated on whatever he was doing on his phone. His eyebrows were scrunched  together while his eyes scanned the screen back and fourth. It's no doubt he was reading something. I giggled. 

Zayn looked at me and smiled. "What's so funny.?" He asked. 

"You." I replied. I walked over to my suitcase that I haven't unpacked yet and opened it. 

"Why me?" He replied.

"I don't know." I paused. "You're just so cute." I didn't look it him but I knew he was smiling. I sneaked a glance and my guess what right. He was smiling like an idiot. I picked out an outfit to wear today. "I'm gonna take a shower." I told him.  I gave him a quick kiss and skipped off to the bathroom. 

I turned on the water and let it heat up. When it was warm, I stepped in. As I washed my hair and body, I imagined being home. Not at my home in Bradford, but my home right here. My home in Mullingar, Ireland. I quickly showered and got out. I dried my body and wrapped my hair in the towel. I slipped on some light denim jeans and a British flag t-shirt. I unwrapped my hair from the towel and let it flow down my back. I'm just leaving it messy and letting it air dry. My hair actually looked pretty when I did that. I put on a little bit of mascara and looked at my appearance. "Not Bad, Autumn." I tell myself and skip out of the bathroom. Zayn was sitting on the couch waiting for me. He was dressed and his hair lay flat on his head. 

"Niall texted me and told me that we can go eat breakfast over at his place." He said. I smiled. 

"Sounds Good." I replied putting on my navy blue toms. 

"Are you ready to go?" He asked.

"Are you not doing your hair?" I asked with a fake shocked face which only made him laugh. 

"No. I can go a day without it." He smiled and kissed me. He put his arm around my waist and led me out the door and down to the car. 

We were driving over to Niall's house. The radio was blasting, the windows were down, and I was about to freeze but I was enjoying it anyway. Want U Back by Cher Lloyd was playing loudly. I didn't know the song but the beat was cool. We stopped at a stop sign and Zayn turned down the radio. 

"Hey I was listening to that." I complained. He just looked at me. "What?" I asked.

He leaned in and kissed me passionately for a really long time. Once he pulled away, I looked at him reallt confused. "What was that for?" I asked.

"We're almost there and I figured I won't be able to kiss you like that again till we get back to the hotel tonight." He smiled. 

I laughed. "You're pathetic." I joked.

He gave me a shocked face that you could tell was fake. He couldn't hold a straight face so he started laughing. He turned his attention back to the road and we started to move again. I kept my eye on him though. It's like I couldn't stop looking at him. I just had too. I seen something out of the corner of my eye. I looked past Zayn's face and out his window. There it was. It was a speeding truck, going so fast I knew it was bound to hit us. 

"ZAYN WATCH OUT!" I yelled. He turned to look at me and then followed my gaze out his side window. He gasped and tried to speed up. It was to late. The truck hit the back end of car causing it to spin and flip. It luckily didn't hit Zayn's side head on. The next thing I remember is the car flipping and I let out a scream. 

Then it went black. 

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