Double Trouble

Hi, my names are Emma and this is Brooklyn Hughes. We're twin sisters. We are like one and another a lot an we both had to leave our home since our parents are not the best for eachother. One day, I met a curly haired boy named Harry, but little did I know my twin sister had as well, and the boy thinks we are the same person. How should I - I mean we - how should we tell him?


34. Chapter 34:


Harry's POV

"H-hi." I said to the girls.
"Hi Harry!" Brooklyn said and they came and hugged me, I looked over my shoulder, where Niall gave me a thumbs up. "Awesome to see you again!" I was shaking, getting nervous on the inside. This was the first time I had seen both the twins, Emma and Brooklyn, together. They let go and turned to Louis.
"And Louis.." They hugged him as well. "Where would we be without you.." They smiled.
"So," I said, "this is Liam and Zayn." They both waved at the girls.

Emma's POV

After we hugged Louis, Harry introduced us to the other two. Liam and Zayn. Zayn had brushed like dark hair, and Liam had short brown hair, with a little quiff.
"Hi, nice to meet you two." Me and Brooklyn said in sync. Liam shook my hand like a gentleman and Zayn just waved again, looking shy.
"Should we all go in the living room?" Niall said.
"Yeah, but wait a sec.." I said to them, bringing Brooklyn upstairs with me. I closed the door of my bedroom and smiled.
"Are you interested in anyone?" Brooklyn said.
"A little."
"Who?" She said excited.
"There's Harry, and a little bit, i like Liam." I continued. "He's such a gentleman."
"Really. Well, we'll see.. Lets go talk for a while."
"Oh- okay." We slowly walked downstairs, where the boys were all talking.

"Hey.. What's.. Going on?" I said, being the very awkward twin.
"We were just talking about you two, take a seat." Harry said. He looked at me and tapped on his knees while Brooklyn sat next to Niall.

Next. To. Niall.

I sat on Harry's knees. A chill instantly ran up through my spine. I felt a sense of disgust and happiness at the same time. I wasn't in love with him.
"So, are you and Harry dating?" Zayn had to say that.
"No Zayn, no." Harry replied for me.
"Let Emma talk, how have you been?" Louis said.
"Good. Yeah, good." I replied.

It was awkward to finally meet the other boys after two months, and talk with them. We knew three of them, just not that they knew each other.. I looked over at the current happy couple. Niall held hands with Brooklyn, his arms wrapped around her waist. I got up off Harry and headed to the kitchen, having enough of hurting Harry's knees. I opened the fridge and grabbed a drink. Closing the fridge slowly, was a bad idea. Only because Zayn was on the other side of the door.
"Hi." He said.
"Hi. I said, giving him a wave. I walked away as he grabbed my hand and twirled me around. Spinning around, I noticed no one was sitting on the couch anymore, nor there was no noise in the house. Here I was, with him, face to face. "W-where is everyone?" I stuttered my words, nervous and scared at the same time.
"Outside, I wanted to talk to you."
"Now is not a good ti-"
"Harry told me, about your date..and.." I got a little nervous, right, this was a long time ago, when I didn't know. "He likes you better, a lot better." I had this smile on my face.
"He really thinks that?"
"Well that's great." I said with courage. "How about you? Niall said you met someone.. How is she?"
"I'm not with her anymore... We broke up a month ago, maybe more."
"I'm sorry."
"It's my fault, I cheated on her."
"What was her name?"
"So, you're not with anyone?"
"No, not at the moment." Was he referring to me?
"Zayn, if you're interested, I just have to say tha-" he cut me off by pressing his lips on my cheek. When he finally let go, I blushed.
"Zayn.." I said in shock.
"You're beautiful Emma, no matter what they say. I can take care of you, what happened with Perrie won't happen with you. I promise."
"Can I think about it first?"
"S-sure, of course." He smiled. "All the time you need."
"Okay, can we just, not tell anyone about that kiss?"
"Yeah, I won't, you won't."
"Okay." I grabbed him a can and closed the fridge once again. We walked outside where everyone was playing an intense game of soccer. Me and Zayn waited until it was over. We gave each other smiles and laughs as we watched.

It was memorable, then again, I had this sense of what I was doing was wrong.

I still liked Harry.

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