Hate That I Love You

It's been a few months now that Gabbriella has been in England with Reanne, and the baby. She thought that the problems with Liam would be solve by now and she could be snuggled up with her boyfriend. Speaking of her boyfriend, she hasn't heard one word from him in weeks and she's starting to get very worried. Is it all in her head or does she have reasons to worry? Then out and about on day she runs into a very familiar face working in the coffee shop. When they start to get close again will she start rethinking her own feelings? Will things start to crumble before her eyes or will she find the love she wants? Read.


7. Say what?!

Brie's POV:

"What about my brother?" I repeated a little anxious now. 

"Brother?" Eleanor muttered in a question. 

"Yes he's my half brother! Didn't you know that?!" I growled. 

"What are you talking about Brie? Zayn doesn't have any siblings. He's an orphan." Luke looked at me with worried eyes. 

"No! He's my brother! He was at the hospital! Even my own father called him son!" 

"Zayn has been an orphan since he was a kid." Luke said again. 

"That can't be!" I screamed causing Mia to hide behind Eleanor. 

"Guys we have a problem." Niall coughed awkwardly walking into the room. 

"What now?!" I growled as I plopped down onto the couch as he clicked the TV remote. Pictures flashed across the screen and my heart started to sink. "That can't be possible..." I muttered and I heard Eleanor start whimpering. 

"What the hell is going on back there..." Luke muttered. 

"He..." Eleanor cried. "I..." 

I turned my head to look back up at Niall who was staring at the pictures with disbelief. He looked down at me with worry. Whatever was going on back there, it was about to hit us harder. I just knew it. 


Zayn's POV: 

 I paced the den of my house. I saw the pictures scatter across the screen of my TV. I watched as the casket lower into the ground. He was in it. When the door opened I almost jumped right out of my skin. I turned my head to see Harry panting with worry in his eyes. 

"What the hell is going on Zayn?" He asked. 

"Hell if I know." I muttered. 

"You need to start spilling your guts Zayn." He looked at me with those emerald green eyes. 

"Spill my guts?" I questioned. 

"You and Liam know something that I don't know and I want to know now!" He demanded. 

"Like what?" 

"Don't play these games with me Zayn!" He yelled. 

"Yeah Zayn why don't you start telling us what's going on." Fear took over my body as he walked into the room with a cane in his hand. His left arm was bright pink from the burns, and he was clearly blind in his left eye now. His hair was slicked back and his face was freshly shaved so you could see some of the scars that the fire left. 

"Louis...." I muttered. 

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