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.

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3. Zayn

I didn't know where I was going. I was just walking around. Going anywhere but back home. It was actually kinda nice. I didn't get to go on many walks because of my studies. I enjoyed the fresh air and the sun shining on my arms. Everybody I walked by would look at me like I had horns growing out of my head. Did I really look that bad? I stopped to look at myself in a window reflection of a little store. My face was red and my eyes were puffy from crying. What little make up I had was now completely gone and I had tear marks running down my cheeks. Little pieces of hair were sticking up all over my head.

"Ew" I said out loud. I grabbed a hair brush that was in my purse and brushed out the tangles. I shifted my stare from my reflection to a poster that was hanging in the window. The picture had five amazingly hot guys on it with a caption that said 'Bradford loves One Direction'. Huh? Wonder who they are.

I took one more glance at the boys before moving on but something stopped me. I looked at the picture again. My eyes laid on one guy. He had blonde hair and eyes were the same color as mine. Bright and blue. I felt a pain in my stomach. Almost an empty feeling. I actually got a little scared of this feeling so I walked off before I could feel anything else weird. I sat down on a bench a little down the street and started to sob. Although I didn't fully understand why I was crying now. I figured I had run out of tears now. 

"Uhm, excuse me?" I heard a husky voice say. I looked up from the ground and looked in his dark brown eyes. He had dark hair that looked like he spent hours styling it. "Woah" He said when I looked in his eyes. 

"What?" I said thinking that he was disgusted with my appearance because I was crying.

He become nervous and reached his hand to the back of neck. "Oh nothing, you just look like someone I know. Uh, are you alright?" He said looking away from me. He nervousness made me giggle and he turned to look at me again when I did with a slight smile appearing on his face. 

"To be honest, no. I'm terrible. I just found out that my 'parents', that I trusted with everything, have been lying to me for the past 18 years." I said putting air quotes around parents. He looked at me confused.  "I rather not talk about it." I continued. He nodded and stood there for a little bit. Then he smiled and stuck his hand out in front of me.

"Come on. Let's get your mind off things."  He said. I nodded and took his hand. "By the way, I'm Zayn." I smiled again.

"Autumn" I replied back.

"That's a lovely name" He said and winked at me causing me to blush. He was adorable.But he looked familiar. He looked an awful lot like that guy I had seen on the poster.

We spent that next 20 minutes walking. Not talking, just walking. It was kinda peaceful. He laughed a little.

"What?" I asked laughing along although I had no clue what was going on. 

"It's nothing" He said looking over at me. "It's just you look a lot like one of my mates." I laughed.

"You look like someone I know too." I said. He looked at me confused. I laughed again. "It was on a poster I saw before you found me crying."

"Ohhhh! Yeah, that's my band." He replied.

"So, you're famous?" I asked. 

He nodded. "Been together for over two years now. You live in Bradford and never heard of One Direction?"

"My life consist of school and studies. I didn't get out much and I don't have internet." I chuckled.

"Wow" He said kinda shocked. I liked him. It was nice to meet new people.

We spent the next few hours just talking and having a good time. I ended up telling him why I was upset and everything. I practically spilled my guts to him. I said that I always felt different from my family but I never understood why till today.He was very supportive and he was easy to talk to.

He told me about how he and the boys were formed together on the XFactor and how they just been going strong ever since. He told me a little bit about each one of the boys.

"Did you say Niall?" I said interrupting his story when he said Niall's name. 

"Yeah? Niall Horan. That actually who I think you look like." He said.

Woah, he knew the guy that everybody says I looked like. And he seen it too. Wait, did he just say Horan? I'm pretty sure that was the name on my birth certificate.

"Oh uhm, yeah. I have to go now." I said awkwardly. I started to walk away but he grabbed my wrist gently.

"Can I at least have your number before I go?" 

I was hesitant but I finally agreed. "Uhm sure, but it's for emergencies only. Again, another thing of strict parents" We swapped numbers.

"Thats okay. Just call if you need someone to talk too." He winked at me. I smiled and said bye before walking away. 

 

I layed in bed all day the next day waiting for my mum and dad to get home. I was not ready for this. I didn't even want to look at them. I heard the door open and shut followed by some voices. They were probably talking about how the place was wreck. I didn't bother cleaning up the mess I made with the photos and I left my adoption papers plus my birth certificate out on the table. I didn't wanna touch them. 

There was a knock on my bedroom door. I got up to answer it. Of course, it was my parents. "Let's talk" I said pushing past them and headed downstairs with them following me. I sat on the couch and stared at them. "Well?" I said harshly.

"Honey, we didn't tell you because we were protecting you." Mum started.

"Protect me?! From what? Finding who I really am?" I was getting angry. Probably more angry than I should be but I couldn't help it. I'm just so mad that they kept this from me.

"Sweetie, We-" Dad started but I interrupted him. "No! You had no right. I trusted you guys with my life only to find out you were keeping things from me. It's not like I would've went after my birth parents if they didn't even want me in the first place!" My own words hurt me. My own birth parents didn't want me. I was angry and sad all at the same time. I just needed to blow.

Now mum was mad. "Don't raise your voice at us! Now go to your room!" I rolled my eyes. This was always there was of ending an argument. I got up but I didn't go to my room. Instead I grabbed my boots and bag that I had laid by the door last night and slipped then on. "I'm not 5 anymore!" I said and walked out the door slamming it. Then I just took off running.

I stopped running after a while and out of breath. I was very well far away from that house. I found a park and sat on a swing. I sobbed silently so the parents playing with there kids wouldn't hear me but I couldn't very well hide my face. I pulled out my phone and dialed a number.I didn't wanna be alone but I didn't wanna be with anyone right now. "Hello?" the voice on the other end answered.

"Zayn? I need you...."  

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