It's Complicated

Zoey Tomlinson thinks her life is amazing before she finds out things she isn't supposed to. There are things she was never supposed to know. She wants to know more, but her 'dad' tells her to drop it. He's saying everything she hears is a lie. But something tells her differently.


6. Chapter Six

Harry's P.O.V.

    I felt so protective over Zoey, it killed me to see her so scared and upset. If we ever come across the man that gave her these nightmares, it's not going to end pretty. I know Louis said he doesn't want me to get close to her, but I really, really like her. Words can't describe how badly I want to call her mine. We were going by the apartment that she'll be moving into with us when Louis gets back. I had a key, we were just waiting for Lou to come back. I guess we could start bringing stuff. "This is it." I said as we approached the door. "Wow, this is a really nice place." she said. He nodded. "Louis found it. He's a really great friend." I said. She nodded. "He is, he's like my brother." she said.


Zoey's P.O.V.

    "Yeah. Mine too. Louis said we can pick rooms first and he'll get his when he comes back. I tried to argue, but he insisted, so you're picking first." he said. "What? Why me? I should get to just have the last available. I'm the third wheel here." I laughed. "Um, no. You're the girl. Ladies first." he said. I sighed and walked down the hall to look in the rooms. "This one." I said when I came in the room at the end of the hall. It had a beautiful view of the city. "Good choice. I'm right next door." he said. "I thought I was picking first?" I laughed. "I know, it's right next to yours, so I want that room." he said. I blushed. "Louis may be mad though..." he said. "Why?" I asked. "He probably wants to be next to you too." he said. I giggled. "Well then you and I can just switch rooms, that way I'm in the middle." I said. He nodded in agreement. "Cool, now can you take me to the hospital again?" I asked. "Why?" he asked. "I want to see if I can somehow see my file." I said. "Zo, you promised Louis." he said. "I know, but I can't stop thinking about it. Please?" I begged. "Fine, let's go." he said.

    We got to the hospital and this time there was a different person at the desk. It was a man. "Hello, my name is Joe, can I help you?" he asked without looking up. I froze when I recognized him. He looked up and smirked. I stiffened and moved closer to Harry. "Well hello. I know you, don't I?" he said. Harry looked at me and frowned. He knew something was wrong. "I didn't know you'd still be in town." he said. "You know her?" Harry asked. "Yes. I do." he said and glared at him. "From where?" Harry asked. "Oh, you know. I went to her old school." he said. "Oh really. And what school was this?" he asked. "Uh, what's it to you?" he asked. "I know you're lying. She isn't even from here." he said. "Well, I know her from somewhere. It's none of your business. And look, she has an appointment scheduled for right now, so let me show her to her room." he said. "She isn't going anywhere. We'll have a different person show us where it is thank you." he said. Joe stood up and grabbed my arm, pulling me to him. This brought memories of the other night come flooding to my mind. I started crying and tried to get away, but he held on tighter. Harry stepped closer. "Let go of her." he demanded. "Ah, ah, ah. Better watch it there, Curly. One step and she's dead." he said as he put a knife up to my chest. Nobody could see the direction we were facing, so we were in a really bad situation. "What do you want from me?" I cried. "You already know what I want. And I'll make sure I get it. Even if it means killing you or your friend in the process. So I suggest you listen to me." he said and flashed a fake smile. "I don't want to listen to you. Why can't you just leave me alone?" I begged. "Because you are a very pretty girl." he said and started to walk me down a hall. I was crying really bad. I knew Harry wasn't just going to leave me with this guy, but that's the problem. I don't want him getting hurt. Joe brought me into a private room and pushed me onto those little beds in all the rooms. He was about to climb onto it with me, when another nurse came in. "What are you doing in here?" she asked. Joe didn't respond. He probably didn't have an excuse. I was about to yell to her for help, but he might pull the knife out again. I just mouthed 'help me' and used my finger to draw an imaginary 'SOS' in the air. She nodded. "No one is supposed to be in here. And why is she in here?" she asked. "I was told to bring her in here." Joe said. "I don't think so." she said. Joe pulled out a one-hundred dollar bill. "You didn't see anything." he said. No! Great, now I'll never get help. Harry is probably freaking out right now. The nurse accepted and walked out. Joe smirked and turned back to me. "That was a close one, wasn't it?" he said and stroked my cheek. A tear fell from my face. "Don't cry, sweetie. This will be fun. You should be excited." he said, which only made me want to puke. A second later, the nurse came in and their was three police officers, two more nurses, and who I wanted most right now; Harry. The police officers came and grabbed Joe before he could do anything. "Joe Collins, you are under arrest for harassing this young girl." one officer said and cuffed him. Another came over and helped me up. I immediately ran into Harry's arms. He hugged me tightly as I started to cry. "It's okay." he whispered to me. I hugged him tighter and they took Joe away. One police officer stayed behind and came over to me. "Are you alright, miss?" he asked. I nodded. "Good. You're very lucky to know this young man," he said and pointed to Harry, "If it wasn't for him, Joe would probably still have you in here right now." I smiled and nodded. "He's a really great friend." I said. "Good. Thank you young man. You saved this girl." he said and shook Harry's hand. "She's very special to me. I couldn't just let him take her." Harry said. The officer smiled and walked off.

    Harry led me out to the lobby, where I noticed the nurse that came in earlier. "I'll be right back." I told Harry and went over to her. "Hello." she said. "Hi." I said and smiled. "Are you okay? Did he hurt you?" she asked, worried. "No, I just came to thank you." I said. "Don't thank me! Thank that boy over there!" she said and pointed to Harry. I smiled. "Yeah, I really need to." I said. "Is he your boyfriend?" she asked. "No, but I hope he will be sometime." I said. She smiled. "Well good luck. He said you're really special." she said.

     I nodded and went back over to Harry. He hugged me. "Can we go home?" I asked. He nodded, but then I remembered that I came for my file. I walked over to the desk. "Hi, my name is Zoey Tomlinson, and I recently found out I was adopted. I don't know who my birth parents are, so I was wondering if I could see my file?" I asked. The lady looked up. "We can't let you without the birth parents' permission." she said. A tear fell at another failed attempt. "Please? This is my only hope. I don't have anywhere else to look for answers." I begged. She sighed and looked around, before nodding slowly and leading me down a hall. At the end of the hall, was a small room with file cabinets. "What's your name again, dear?" she asked. "Zoey Tomlinson." I replied. She nodded and opened a drawer with the letter 'T' on it. Her fingers crawled across the top until she landed on a folder. She took it out and handed it to me. You can look at it. Come give it to me and only me when you're done." she said. I nodded as she locked the drawer and left.

    Harry and I sat in some chairs nearby. I nervously opened the folder. What if answers aren't in here? The first thing was my birth certificate. It had my full name, date of birth, time of birth, gender, eye color, size, all the normal things...and my mother's race, full name, and signature. But all the places for my dad were left blank. I noticed the file had two people on it. It said Louis & Zoey Tomlinson on it. Why do my brother and I have the same file? That's when I noticed...we're twins. "Harry?" I said. He looked at me. "Yes?" he asked. "My brother and I, are twins." I said in shock. "Wow. What else is there?" he asked. I shrugged and looked at more papers. That's when I all the pieces fell into place. I think Louis and I are twins. Yes, the Louis that is my friend I just met a week ago. "Harry, I'm not positive, but I'm pretty sure Louis and I are twins." I said. He looked at me in shock. "Are you going to tell him?" he asked. I nodded. "When he gets back though. I have to do this in person." I said and he nodded in agreement. I just hope he believes me.

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