Counting Stars

Juliet struggles to deal with an identity crisis brought about by her past. The boys of One Direction set out to help her discover who she really is and who she should be known as. The entire time she has known them she has kept her past a secret from 4/5 of them. When she receives a call she finally gains the courage to tell another one of the boys. Then slowly one by one they all are told. Some feel betrayed and the others understand why she kept it from them.

Is she Julia Martin?
Juliet Summers?
Or does she go by Olivia Jackson for the rest of her life?
Each name has some painful memories behind it.

While doing this does her feelings for one of the boys create more problems that it solves?

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9. He Knew?!

 

“Please Niall… I didn’t know what would happen if you and the others knew the truth. I didn’t want to go back to being hated constantly just because I lived in the same house as that… that beast for 16 and a half years of my life.” I explained.

“Did you not trust us? Did you honestly think that we would judge you based on that? Why did you lie about your name?” He asked sounding so frustrated.

“I didn’t lie about my name. It legally is Olivia Jackson. I trust you boys but I don’t trust your fans. I didn’t want you to feel like you were ever lying to them since I know how much you care about them.” I told him hoping he would understand.

“So how come you’ve never mentioned your mother before then?” He asked me.

“After she was found she saw a photo of me and it was too painful for her to ever see me. She said I reminded her too much of my dad. I hated her when I found that out, at the time I didn’t understand why a mother could want nothing to do with her own daughter. Yesterday when I was at your place I got a call from one of my cousins I guess. I went to the hospital to see Jessica, my mother.” I paused for a second and looked at him. He looked less frustrated and more concerned.

“She has a malignant tumour in her brain and the doctors have told her she only has about 2 months to live unless they start some radiotherapy to stunt the growth of the tumour.” I could feel the tears escaping from my eyes as I broke down.

 

Niall came back over to me and wrapped his arms around me as he tried to comfort me. I felt safe in his arms like always. His intoxicating smell wafted through the air as I breathed in. He began to sing to me, his usual way of calming me down. Whenever I’ve been upset in the past he would cradle me in his arms and sing softly to me. It didn’t take long for me to stop crying but Niall kept me tightly in his arms.

“I promise you Niall I will never lie to you again about anything.” I said to him and he just nodded. There was a long pause before he spoke.

“So what do I call you then?” He asked me.

“What do you mean?” I asked as I pulled my head away to look up at him.

“I mean… Your legal name is Olivia Jackson but you’ve gone so long by Julia Martin… Which one? Or do you want Juliet Summers?” He asked me. I shivered at the mention of Martin.

“That’s what I’m trying to figure out. I’m still the same girl so why does a name matter?” I tried to reason with myself more than anything.

“It’s because that’s what everyone straight away criticises a person on. Their name. Back in Ireland, before One Direction, barely anyone knew me. Now I’m Niall Horan, one of the most eligible bachelors in the world.” He laughed at his statement. “To anyone who knew what Rob was, well they knew about Julia too. They judged you on the basis that you were a part of his family. It didn’t matter to them that your mother was one of his victims, it didn’t matter that you had no clue what was going on. They took anger out on such a beautiful and innocent girl who was dragged into that life.” Niall told me soothingly.

 

“So why does it bother me so much that I can’t decide who I am. I know I’m not Julia Martin but I grew up with that name, it’s a part of me I wish I could erase.” I said sadly. There was a point in time when I loved my name. Julia Marie Martin. It sounded so great when I heard it but now I hate it.

“Well what about Olivia Jackson?” Niall asked me.

“It was the name of my first doll. I remember it so well; I used to carry it with me all the time. One day it just disappeared, it was one of my best memories I have of my childhood. But I don’t love the name.” I explained to me.

“Then why not Juliet Summers? The name your mother and father gave to you. I bet you when you visited her at the hospital she kept calling you that.” Niall gave a huge smile my way.

“Yeah she did… I have to admit I love it when they call me Juliet.” I could feel my large smile grow.

“They?” Niall asked. I inwardly cursed myself at my choice of words.

“Uh yeah… Jessica and… and Jasper call me Juliet.” I tried to cover up my lie and tried not to sound nervous but it failed miserably.

“Just them?” Niall prodded.

“Ugh yeah… yeah just them.” My voice broke so Niall instantly knew I was lying.

“Juliet… I thought you weren’t going to lie to me anymore.” His eyebrow raised waiting for the truth.

“Jessica… Jasper and uh… Harry.” I whispered the last name hoping he didn’t hear.

“Harry?” The anger in his voice made me jump a little.

“He knew about this?” I could hear the anger and sadness in his question.

“He um… He figured it out the morning after he had passed out on my hotel rooms couch in Belgium. I made him promise me he would never tell you guys or else I would literally shave his head.” I told Niall hoping for him to realize Harry wouldn’t have kept the secret from them but I forced him to.

“I… I… We should get going. I’ll take you to the hospital.” Niall said breaking the silence that loomed the room. I didn’t want to push this anymore so I agreed and stood up from him. I grabbed the scrapbooks and followed him back to his car.

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