Mute Princess

Kayleigh Styles had been locked up for 3 years, with nobody to help her but herself. What happens when she escapes, and finds her brother, who she hasn't seen since she was taken. What happens when she falls in love with his band mate?
Will One Direction's loudest member get her to speak again?


2. Chapter 2

Chapter 2 Harry’s POV: I sat on the chair in the waiting area, thinking how I hadn’t realised she was my twin, that had been missing for 3 years. Why didn’t I take any time to think of her, or look for her? God I’m stupid. The others were all asleep, nothing unusual there, apart from Louis. Oh well, he did have to drive here, plus, he’s probably annoyed about this. I don’t blame him, but I think it’s Kayleigh that got the worst form this, seeing as she’s the one it happened to. My phone goes off in my pocket. I take it out, and see I have a text from Paul. ‘Paul: Where are you? Don’t forget you guys have an interview at 3, so you need to get going soon!’ Shit. I forgot we had an interview. I quickly text him back. ‘Me: Can you cancel it for another day. We’re at the hospital with my twin sister. She came to our house in really bad shape, so we took her to the hospital. Just say something like, we had something urgent come up with family or something so we can’t make it.’ and I sent it. I put it on silent, and waited, for what seemed hours. “You can go and see her now!” Said the doctor. I nodded my head, and stood up. Louis had woken up, and he was texting someone, probably Eleanor. I didn’t really like her, she seemed a bit, off putting. “Louis, do you wanna come?” I asked him. “Sure, you could use the company,” he said putting his phone in his pocket, standing up, and we walked towards her room. It wasn’t too far away, but we got there a few minutes later. We walked through the door, and Kayleigh was hooked up to all sorts of machines. A doctor was in there, probably taking tests. He saw us walk in, and straightened. “Well, she seems to be in good condition for what she went through. Of course, we don’t know the full story, but I imagine she would tell us when she wakes up, when she’s ready. Well, from what as found, she had lost a lot of blood. Fortunately, we found her blood type here and gave her some more. She’s progressing faster than we first thought, so she could wake up soon. I’ll leave you in here!” he said, and walked out, closing the door behind him. Louis and I took a seat either side of her, and I spoke up first. “Hi Kay, it’s really good to see you again, after 3 years. I can’t imagine what you’ve been through, but I don’t really want to talk about it. I can’t wait to tell you what it’s been like, with the lads and all the amazing fans. It’s great, isn’t it Lou?” “Yeah, it’s really cool. Loads of people praising you. It’s quite funny though. There’s some weird thing’s fans get up to though.” “Yeah, it is funny. I can’t wait to here your voice, here you sing again. You sing like an angle. You are an angle, and angle that fell from the heavens above, and blessed us!” “Are you being religious now Harry?” Louis said. “Hell no!” I said. He chuckled, and the machines started to go off, faster. The door opened, and doctors rushed in. A nurse came towards me. “Excuse me, would you please leave for a few minutes,” she said rather than asked. Now, we weren’t normally one’s to play by the rules, but, this was a hospital, and it’s serious. We walked out, and went back to the seating area, where the other lads were sat down. Niall eating, Zayn sleeping, and Liam reading. Typical. I think Kayleigh and Liam would be best friends, she’s a book worm. She would have a different book all the time. Her room was basically a library, filled to the top with books. She probably wouldn’t get along with Niall, I suppose because won’t eat much. She most defiantly get along with Zayn, she sleeps like a rock. She’s be really good friends with Louis, she loved to joke around and laugh, and she’s always be full with energy, probably because she sleeps so much. Kayleigh’s POV: I sat in a field, full with flowers. I looked down at myself, to see I was in a white dress. Dear god, please say this means I’m not dead! I don’t want to die! What did I do to disserve this?! I saw someone, walking towards me. I stood up, and waited for them to walk over. I saw her, she was in a knee length dress, with white pumps on. She had curly blonde hair and sea blue eyes. She stopped a few feet away from me, and started. “Hello,” she said. I mouthed hello, and she creased her eyebrows. “Oh, you must be a mute. Yes plenty of them, not enough speakers. Well, let me say something. If you walk towards the darkness, just that way, you will no longer walk among the living. If, however, you walk towards the light, you’ll live. It’s your choice.” she said, and started to walk away. I thought for a minute. What’s the point in going back? I’ll just have another rubbish life, and I’ll forever be locked up. On the other hand, maybe my rescuer will help me, maybe I’ll talk again. I decided to walk to the light. I’m young, and I am not going to let my life go to waist. I walked towards the light. I heard the sound of beeping, and people rushing. I kept going, until my life was in HD. I opened my eyes, to see 7 people looking down at me. I blinked a few times, just to clear my vision. I was hooked up to a lot of machines, a mask over my face. “Hello, I’m Doctor Jones. I’ll be helping you,” He said. I nodded my head, and the other doctors left, as if they had no real purpose to work here, but watch. “Okay, could you first tell my your full name,” he said. Got my hand, and put it up around my throat, trying to say I don’t speak. He got confused, then wrote something down. “Write it on here,” he said, passing my some paper and a pen. I took it, and wrote down my name. Kayleigh Georgia Rose Styles “Okay, now, your date of birth,” 1st February 1994 “Very good. What year are we in?” which took me a minute to think. I had no idea what the date was, but I think it was 2012. I put that down, and he took the pen and paper. “Okay, well, I’ll be back in a bit. First, there’s someone that want’s to talk to you,” he said, and left the room. The door opened, and in walked someone I thought I’d never see again. He walked over to me, and I wrapped a huge hug around Harry. He hugged back, and we both started to cry. “I missed you!” he said. “And I’m never gonna let you go. Not again, not this time, not ever!”
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