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How do you think life can change when out of nowhere, you bump into your older super famous brother? I mean, I never thought that I will see him again, or even move in with him... So yeah, quick spoiler alert, I bumped into my brother Zayn Malik, and was forced to discover some truth I never intended to know.

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29. Looking for Answers

 

*Gab's P.O.V.*

 

 

 

I boarded the plane and sat there. This was it. I was leaving my new life in order to find the answers that I needed. I was going to find out the truth behind my name: Malik.

 

The flight was short, but I felt like I was leaving behind my whole life, and the truth is that I am returning to the place where I've lived my whole life. I was scared. I will admit that I am scared. I don't know what to expect.

 

First thing first, I'm going back home.

 

As I got off the plane, I decided to walk back home. I threw my backpack over my shoulder, covered my eyes with sunglasses, and my head with a beanie. People would recognize me, at least some fans had on the way out of the airport. I can't be seen here, especially, when I have no clue to where my mother is, well she isn't my mother.

 

I walked for thirty minutes, until I arrived to my old house. I walked up to the front door, it was unlocked, and I entered and looked around. Someone had been here recently, but whom?

 

 

"Honey come on!! I heard my mother say. "We need to catch the plane to America!"

 

"I'm going!" A man said. "Tell me again who are this two kids?"

 

"Those are the kids I adopted." My mother said. "To this weird and crazy lady. I only wanted the boy, but she told me that I had to take them both."

 

"Where are they now?"

 

"London." My mother answered. "Zayn is part of One Direction. And Gab the ugly girl, she's with him stealing his fame."

 

"Oh." The man answered as he looked up and saw me. I pleaded him with my eyes to keep it shut. He nodded and took my mom out of the house.

 

 

So my mother had in fact adopted us. What about my father, did he knew about this? I waited until they were out of my sight to go up to my mother's room. She had to keep the adoption papers somewhere.

 

I had to think like my mother. But I couldn't. I could never figure her out, but I knew someone who could. Zayn.

 

I grabbed my phone and started typing a text message.

 

Dear Zayn:

I'm sorry for leaving without telling, you know escaping. But I had no other option. In case that you didn't know, in one of the letters that our father left, he said that I was adopted. Turns out that we both are in fact adopted. I am back at the house, mom, well she just left with another man to America. She said something about our real mother, that she was weird or something. I need to find those papers Zayn, for our sake. Please tell me where she kept important papers. I know you know, and if you want for me to go back home faster, you will help me.

 

With Love,

Gab.

 

 

I pressed the send button as I walked back to my old room, the attic. It was empty, nothing was left, and they got rid of all my stuff, where the hell was everything I left?

 

Basement.

 

There. That was the answer to all my questions. I ran down to the basement and saw that everything was placed there. It had name tags like, cooking stuff, worthless things, Gab's Garbage, Important Papers... and so on.

 

I found them. I thought as I opened the first box that said Important papers...

 

 

 

 

 

*Zayn's P.O.V.*

 

 

 

We were on our way to the show when my phone beeped. I looked at the screen and it said Gab :P.

 

"Are you okay mate?" Liam asked.

 

"Gab just texted me." I answered.

 

"Read it!" Louis shouted.

 

I looked up and saw four desperate boys with anxious look on their faces. I unlocked my phone and started reading the text message out-loud.

 

"Dear Zayn:

I'm sorry for leaving without telling, you know escaping. But I had no other option. In case that you didn't know, in one of the letters that our father left, he said that I was adopted. Turns out that we both are in fact adopted. I am back at the house, mom, well she just left with another man to America. She said something about our real mother, that she was weird or something. I need to find those papers Zayn, for our sake. Please tell me where she kept important papers. I know you know, and if you want for me to go back home faster, you will help me.

 

With Love,

Gab."

 

 

"Wow." Liam said. "How come she knows this?"

 

"Probably overheard my mother talking about it." I answered. "She is really sneaky."

 

"We've seen..." Harry mumbled gaining a glare from Louis.

 

"Where does she keep the important papers?" Louis asked.

 

"I don't know." I answered. "I don't think that she would leave those papers laying there in plain view. I have to think."

 

"Boys." Paul said coming to the room. "Now."

 

We all looked at each other. We stood up and walked to the stage.

 

 

 

*Gab's P.O.V.*

 

 

I was done with 3 of the 6 boxes labeled 'Important Papers' but none contained what I was looking for. I decided to take a break and see if there was something to eat at the kitchen. I walked up to the kitchen and found a note on the counter.

 

Gab, I'm assuming. Your so-called-mother and I are leaving to America for the next two weeks. If you want to stay here, then do so. But I guess by the expression of your face when she said you two were adopted, you are looking for some papers. You might want to look inside her closet, the security box.

 

-Andrew

 

I took out a bottle of water and moved up to my mother's room. I walked to her closet and found the security box. Now the only problem was the code. How on earth could I get the code? Dad was dead and I couldn't ask him, and I don't have the number of Andrew so I can ask him, yet he didn't leave it, so I am guessing that he doesn't knows either.

 

I was about to try one code that popped into my mind when my phone buzzed. I looked at the screen and it said ZAYN ;P

 

 

Gab. I thought what you said, and I might think of a place. The security box she has in her closet. The only problem is that I'm not sure about the code. You can try 1993, but I think that's not it. Either way, that's all I could think about. Please don't do anything stupid. 

 

-Zayn.

 

 

1993? Why would that be the code? I tried it, and guess what. It was the code. I opened the security box and found what I was looking for.

 

 

Adoption papers.

 

Zayn and Gabriela Malik.

 

Complete names:

 

Zayn Javaad Malik and Gabriela Marie Malik.

 

Real Parents:

 

Yaser and Tricia Malik.

 

Adoptive Parents:

 

Karl Malik and Jessie Ford.

 

 

I stared at the papers; this had to be a lie. Karl and Jessie? They even lied about their real names. Karl Malik? Is he my actual father's brother?

 

I grabbed the rest of the paper and left the house. I was going to find out where my real parents are.

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