Separated at Birth

Ever had the feeling you were controlled? Maybe missing a piece of your life? Well London and Paris were twins that were separated at birth when there parents separated. The mother took Paris, and the dad took London. They were living miles and miles away and still didn't know about each others existence. With controlling parents setting up their life, they didn't have time for much, but they did have time for One Direction. What happens when the lads start dating the twins, bring them together, bring there life back together?

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27. Chatting with Harry

Paris's POV

I just stood on my front porch and watched as Niall hopped into his car and drove off. I just stood there speechless. I had to think of what just happened. Before, I kissed Niall. But that was because her dad, I mean our dad, wouldn't let London date Niall. I did that to try and save their relationship. Now Niall came and just kissed me with no warning! At least I gave him a warning. But why did he do it though?

"Paris?" I snapped out of my thoughts and saw my mum standing at the bottom of the front porch steps. She looked confused. Probably why I was standing on the front porch thinking about what happened.

"Yeah mum?" I asked with a smile, acting like I wasn't doing anything. She gave me another confused look. I stepped aside so she could walk up.

"Everything ok?" she asked as she walked up the steps and into the house. I followed behind her and shut the door.

"Yeah," I fake smiled. We walked into the kitchen. "Not trying to be mean or anything, but why are you home?" I asked. My mum grabbed a water and turned to look at me.

"I needed a few things. Plus I will get lunch while I'm out," she informed me. She then walked out and went to her little study slash office thing. I went to my room and shut the door. I jumped on my bed and stared at the ceiling. I needed someone to talk to... I grabbed my phone off the bedside table and unlocked it. I scrolled through my contacts and found the name I was looking for. I clicked on it and pressed the "CALL" button. I pressed the iPhone to my ear and waited while it rang.

"Hello?"

"Hey... I need someone to talk to. Please come over to my house ASAP."

 

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I was chilling on the couch waiting. Soon the doorbell rang and I jumped off the couch. I jumped over the back and ran towards the door. I slammed it open and saw who I needed to see standing there. I embraced him with a hug.

"Thank you so much for coming," I smiled while stilling hugging him. He wrapped his arms around me.

"It's no problem," he smiled. I let go of the hug and looked at him. I grabbed his hand and led him inside. I led him over to the couch and we sat down.

"I'm off Paris," I looked over towards the hall entrance to see my mother standing there looking at some papers. "Glad you're feeling better," she continued. Oh yeah... I lost my voice. Not anymore... "I will be back tonight... Oh... Hello Harry!" she said while giving Harry a small wave.

"Hey Veronica!" Harry cheered. She just gave a small smile then walked out the door. I waited till I heard her car speed off. "And goodbye to you too," Harry mumbled under his breath. I smiled a bit.

"Thirsty or hungry?" I asked. He shook his head. "Look, I'm glad you could come and talk to me in such short notice. I really appreciate it," I told him while looking at the couch.

"I said it was no problem," he laughed. I nodded. I took a deep breath. "So what did you need to talk about?"

"Well... The other day, when London and I were switched, Niall came to pick me up. He and Liam were picking me and London up to switch so we could have a day with the other," I paused. Harry nodded as in to say go on. "Well, when Niall went to pick me up, our dad came and went on some huge rant about how London wasn't suppose to see Niall. So, I kissed Niall," I whispered the last part.

"To show your dad that you, well London, really cares about Niall," Harry said totally understanding the situation.

"Right..." I nodded. "And Niall told London. Which I know should have happened. But now London is mad at me, and I'm not sure about Niall though. So, London and I agreed that we should switch back. And we did," I paused again. I'm still not sure about this next part... "About an hour ago, Niall came over here. As soon as he opened the door, he grabbed my face and kissed me."

"Did you pull away?" Harry asked me. I nodded.

"Of course! I guess Niall didn't know about us switching back..." I sighed. "I just know what to do. I told Niall that we shouldn't tell London or Liam but I'm not sure now. If I tell them, they will hate me!" I whispered. Harry placed a hand on my shoulder.

"Why would Liam be mad?" he asked. "Are you two dating?" he asked.

"Yes," I told him. He raised his eyebrows. "No... Well, he never asked me to be his girlfriend," I mumbled.

"Then he shouldn't be mad at you," Harry assured me. I nodded. "And they do have a right to know. If you or Niall don't tell them, they might find out on their own. Look, you can decide. I am not going to tell you what you should or shouldn't do," he told me. I nodded. His phone buzzed and he looked down at it. "I have to go. The lads and I have an interview," he stood up as well as me. I then pulled him into a hug.

"Thank you Harry," I smiled into the hug.

"No problem," he pulled out of the hug. "Anything you need, whether it's to talk, hang out, or need someone to get you food, I'm your guy," he smiled. I couldn't help but laugh.

"Come to think of it, I am a little hungry," I joked. He smirked his famous smirk.

"Can't now. Interview. But I will stop by with some food after the interview," he laughed. I laughed as well. "Bye Paris!" he called as he walked out the door. I smiled and walked upstairs to my room. I grabbed my phone and walked back downstairs. I walked out and to my car. I started it and started driving.

Soon enough, I was there. I turned off the car and pulled the keys out of the ignition. I opened the door and shut it after I was out. I locked my car and walked up to the front door. I took a deep breath and rang the doorbell. I heard footsteps and soon the door opened to reveal my identical twin.

"Hey..." I said awkwardly. "We need to talk."

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