Welcome To My Life

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.


15. Researching

*Gab's P.O.V.*


It has been a whole month since we came here to the US, they guys have played shows, done interviews and everything. Tomorrow was the day we were going back home. I missed London, I never thought I would miss it, but I do.


Zayn hasn't asked about the text messages and stuff, I don't know if I should be relieve about that or should I worry? I mean I'm doing my own research. I trailed the number, and it turns out it is from someone who lives on Bradford how ironic, the first person who came into my mind was my mother or father, but then again, why would they try to make my life more miserable?


"Need help packing?" Louis asked making me snap out of my thoughts and close shut my laptop. "Are you okay?"


"Yes please." I answered with a smile getting up from bed and walking to the pile of cloth I had.


"Are you okay Love?" Louis asked.


"More than fine." I answered. "I was just lost in thought when you came in."


"May I know in what were you thinking?"


"I don't remember." I lied laughing. "Now that I think about it, everything is blank."


Louis started laughing like a maniac, whilst he threw some of my cloth inside the suitcase. I had done a lot of shopping, and I was pretty sure the cloth wouldn't fit on the four suitcases I had brought.

I should probably tell Louis that someone has been sending me text messages about stuff no one knows about, apart from me and Zayn, but I don't want him to get hurt, so I better lie.


"I want to take you out tonight." Louis said.




"To a nice place." Louis answered with a cheeky smile.


"Will it have a view?" I asked being curious.


"It has a view to the Statue of Liberty, and New York City."


"The hotel's rooftop?" I asked.


"How'd you guess?" Louis answered surprised while he grabbed me and pulled me into his lap.


"Cause I am a genius?" I said with a smirk.


"You're my genius." Louis said before kissing me.


We kissed for a matter of 1 minute, before things got a little heated and Zayn entered the room making me jump to the other side of the room and laugh like a maniac without a particular reason, and to be sincere so did Louis.


"What bloody hell just happened here?" Zayn asked looking at us like weirdo’s.


"Louis cracked a stupid joke about me buying cloth with all the money I've saved from working back home and here." I answered trying to calm myself.


"Sure." Zayn said not convinced. "Louis I need to speak with my sister."


"See you later tonight Love." Louis said and left the room.


"May I help you with something?"  I asked walking over to where Zayn was.


"Yes." Zayn said. "I found out from where the number is."


"Zayn?! What?!" I yelled. "Hadn't we agreed that I was going to do that work?!"


"Well, I got no response from you!" Zayn shouted back. "So I decided to do my own research!"


"ZAYN!" I shouted. "I got what I needed! The point is that I refuse to believe what it told me!"


"Tell me." Zayn demanded grabbing me by both my arms.


"The number comes from Bradford." I said loud enough for Zayn to listen.


"Where exactly?" Zayn asked.


"Family Street." I said. "Not the exact direction though."


"BLOODY BASTARDS!" Zayn shouted and left the room slamming the door shut.


FUCK MY LIFE!  I screamed innerly before running away.

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