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?


49. Harry

Harry's POV

London said she wanted to be alone for a bit so I stepped out of the room and shut the door behind me. I walked down the hall and to the lift. I stepped inside and pressed the Lobby button. I waited patiently for it to arrive to the lobby and once it did, I walked outside and sat on a nearby bench. I folded my hand and rested my elbows on my knees.

"Boarding school?" I asked myself. I started to shake my head. "She can't go," I whispered to myself. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. "Why would she want to go?" I asked myself yet again.

"I am not sure why Harry," I heard a voice say next to me. I quickly opened my eyes and looked over to the side to see Paris sitting on the other end of the bench. I just stared at her.

"When did you...?" I couldn't even finish the sentence I was about to say.

I noticed her smile a bit.

"About a couple minutes ago. Actually, I never really left. After everyone left, I just walked down the road to the café place. Don't remember the name. After a bit, I decided to come back. London and I need to talk. Now we need to talk about more things," she frowned. I looked down at my hand that were still folded and rested on my knees. We were both silent for a bit.

"Boarding school?" I asked looking back at London and breaking the silence. Paris looked at me then turned away, then turned back to me.

"It was something between her and our dad. I don't know all the details," I saw her frown again.

"Oh..." was all I could say. I looked down at my hands again. I heard Paris sigh.

"Look Harry... You and Niall need to sort, whatever this is, out. I think she is thinking that is because of you two. I'm not saying it's your fault but I'm not saying it isn't. If you need me or something, call me tomorrow," she told me. I gave her a confused look. "I left my phone at home... Speaking of that, can I use your phone to call Liam? I am not calling my parents right now," she growled. I gave her yet another confused look as I pulled out my phone and handed it to her. "They were yelling at me and each other because of who the hell knows what. AND my dad only threatened to move to 'keep us on our toes' " she mocked. "Like who does that!" she said agitated.

"Calm down," I told her. She nodded then took a deep breath. She then got up and walked a bit from the door and called, my guess, Liam.




I saw Liam walk up the sidewalk and over to me. I have been sitting out here for about 10 minutes now. Paris went in went to talk to her sister. Liam sat down on the bench next to me as I continued to twiddle my thumbs.

"It's getting cold mate. You shouldn't be sitting out here without a coat or jacket. Go home Harry," Liam told me. I sighed. Why does he have to be the father of the group?

"I'm fine Liam," I grumbled. I heard a small laugh coming from Liam's way.

"Obviously you are not fine," Liam smiled at me. I rolled my eyes and looked away from him. He sighed. "I know why you're upset. Paris told me," Liam told me. I snapped my head towards him.

"But I didn't tell her why I was upset," I quickly told me. Liam smiled then let out a laugh.

"So you are upset and you and I... And Paris... know why," he smiled. My eyes widened and I mentally slapped myself. I fell into his trap.

"So what if I am?" I snapped. Liam playfully put his hands up in defense.

"Look mate. She does have a point. You and Niall need to fix this cause it's starting to affect us all. It's pretty awkward now. And we have a tour coming up here soon. You guys can't hate each other then. Imagine you two hating each other during interviews, concerts, meet and greets, all that stuff! It's not you two can ignore each other because we are going to be spending a lot of time together," Liam pointed out. I simply nodded.

"I know," I mumbled.

"You don't have to do it today, or tomorrow, or the next day. But just try to do it soon. You saw London. She of all people can't stand it. If it bothers you that much, then do it for her," Liam said. I heard the hospital doors slide open and there stood Paris. Liam stood up. "Do you need a ride home?" he asked me. I shook my head. Paris came over to us. Liam draped his arm over her shoulders. "If you want to, you can come over to my place. We'll be there if you need us," he smiled.

"We?" I asked him.

"Paris and I. She is staying at my place," he told me. I smirked at him. "Not for that reason," Liam spoke. Paris's eyes widened. I laughed at her reaction. "Glad to see a smile mate. Come over if you want," he smiled. I nodded.

"I will think about it," I told him.

"The door will be open if you do... If not, you know where the key is," Liam smiled. They turned around and started walking to the parking lot. "Remember what I told you," Liam called to me. I nodded even though he couldn't see me. I sat there for a few more minutes just thinking.


What do I do?




Author's Note


So this story will be drawing to a close soon. Sad I know. But there WILL BE a sequel. So happy!


Join MovellasFind out what all the buzz is about. Join now to start sharing your creativity and passion
Loading ...