I Have A Brother

When Jessica throws a box of mints with her phone number on it onto the stage at a One Direction concert, she doesn't realise who she's giving her number to.
A fight with the media as Jessica figures out her true identity.


16. Their Father's Secret

The next morning Jessica woke up with a tight knot of nervousness in her stomach. She put on a cute, tidy dress and went down for breakfast. She was surprised to find Harry looking uncomfortable with Luisa sitting next to him.

“Morning Jessa.” He said as Jessica approached.

“Morning!” Jessica said brightly.

“Luisa will be coming with us to dad’s…” Harry said. Jessica stopped and turned to face them.

“What?” she asked.

“Well, I was planning on hanging out with my boyfriend today, and your dad will be happy to see me. He really likes me.” Luisa said coldly.

“Luisa, incase you’re too stupid to realise, this a reunion with my dad since I was one! It would be nice if it was only family there.”

“Jessa, just leave it. It’ll be fine.” Harry said, looking Jessica in the eyes. Jessica had been about to lose her temper at Luisa, what with how nervous she was and the thought of ruining it, but she saw that Harry was under more stress than her and she calmed down.

“Fine.” was all she said and flounced off to the kitchen.

Soon the three of them were ready to head of, despite Harry’s gentle attempts to stop luisa going with them. They hopped into the car, Harry driving with Jessica in the front and Luisa in a huff at the back. Jessica wasn’t going to sit in the back. No. It was an hour drive, filled with Harry and Jessica singing (occasionally in tune) to the radio and Luisa being silent. They came to a large, flash house, not unlike the house the boys owned. Jessica’s heart jumped into her throat as she got out of the car. Harry looked at her nervously and took her hand. Luisa sighed with impatience. The door opened to reveal a middle aged man, with green eyes and dark brown hair.

“Hey dad!” Harry said.

“Hello Harry,” and then he smiled warmly at Jessica. “Hello my little Jessica.” and held his arms wide.

“Hi.” Jessica said awkwardly and hugged her father. After the embrace her father held her at arms length and smiled into her face.

“You’re as beautiful as I imagined you.”

Jessica blushed.

“Well, no point hanging out here. Come in, come in.” he beckoned them in. When Luisa went past he stopped and asked “What are you doing here?”

“I decided to come along too.” she replied simply, and went inside.

“Yeah, he really likes you.” Jessica hissed.

“Oh shut up.” Luisa snapped. Jessica discreetly aimed a sharp kick at Luisa’s shins.


They all sat down on the couches and talked. Luisa was just ignored.

“I’m so sorry that I didn’t get to watch you grow up, Jessica. Your mum and I, we just didn’t get on. We tried to make it work, we really tried. We felt it would be better for you kids if you grew up without all the fights, even if you didn’t know the rest of your family.”

“It’s fine, dad. I’ve had a good childhood. I’m glad I didn’t grow up only knowing arguments all the time. And I’m glad I know the truth now.”

“You’ve really grown up.” He smiled and reached out to hug her again. “So Harry, how’s things?”

“Fine. Just a little stressful with the media and stuff.”

“Yeah I saw that. You should both be careful about who you speak to.” he addressed both Jessica and Harry.

“What do you think mum will think?” Harry asked in a small voice.

“I don’t know, Harry. She can be very accepting of things but she can also go mental at the slightest thing.”

Harry gave Jessica a nervous glance.

“That’s how it ended.” their father continued. “I had stolen quite an amount of money and was planning on taking you all on a holiday. I thought she would understand, but she didn’t.”

“What?!” Jessica and Harry both asked loudly in unison. They hadn’t known their father was a thief.

“Yeah, well, I won’t go into the details of why I did it, but the guy pissed me off. Anyway, we hadn’t been for a holiday in a while, not since Jessica had been sick when she was a baby and Harry had started going to school, so I suggested we went to england for holiday. She got all suspicious and asked where I got all the money from... Anyway, I took Harry and moved to england and bought this house. Then Harry grew up and went on ex-factor and there was still some of the money left over to help him and his friends by their house.”

Harry swore softly under his breath. Jessica put her hand on his leg.

“Wait, so, that money you gave me and my mates to buy the house, you stole ten years before?” Harry asked, slightly angrily.

Their dad hesitated. “Yes.” he said finally.

Jessica could see by the look on Harry’s face that things were about to get bad.

“Is it ok if Harry and I go for a short walk outside together? To talk things over?”

“Yeah, sure, I’ll make tea.” said their dad, though he didn’t look very happy about it.

Jessica and Harry went out into the back garden. It was quite beautiful. Lush green grass with healthy fruit trees, Jessica could identify them as apple, orange, lemon and plum. The garden was surrounded on three sides by a wooden fence, with a little bit of ivy growing up it. On the edge of the garden was a cute little wooden chair, with ivie curling around the legs. If you looked up at the house you could see an elegant balcony facing the garden.

“That used to be my room.” Harry said, pointing up at the balcony.

Jessica nodded.

“Harry.” she said softly. Harry looked down at her and his expression softened.

“I know.” he said, and wrapped her in his arms, with his hand gently holding her head against his chest.

Jessica watched a ladybug climbing up the garden wall.

“I can’t believe he did that.” Jessica said softly.

“Neither can I.” Harry said, with a hint of bitterness in his voice. “And I can’t believe that I live and used to live in a house bought from stolen money.”

“Well, you’ve got heaps of money now.” Jessica said slowly.

“Yeah, but it’s not like I can just go up to the guy and say, ‘Why hello good sir, here is your fortune that my father stole from you ten years ago.” Harry let go of Jessica and walked moodily to the chair on the edge on the garden and sat down. Jessica followed and sat down beside him.

“No, but you could pay it back to charity.”

Harry looked at her very strangely.

“Yeah, I could…” He said, then sat in silence for a while, thinking. Then he looked up at her and smiled.

“It’ll all be ok.” he said, and lead the way back into the house.

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