Being Liam Payne's Secret Twin Sister

Hey, I'm Alison Marie Payne. Yes, you heard right, I'm Liam Payne's sister. The Liam Payne of One Direction. I'm his twin sister, to be exact. no one knows about me, not the press, not even the other four members of one direction. I intend on keeping it that way. But then again, secrets are meant to be broken.


1. My Twin Brother

"Be home by five!" My brother yelled at me as I headed towards the door. I was on my way to band practice with my three best friends. "Whatever. Don't you have to practice with your boyfriends ro something?"

"Ha Ha, very funny. Wait no it wasn't." He said annoyed. I shoved past him and walked out the door. God, he was so annoying.

I guess I should tell you a little about me. I'm Liam Payne's twin sister. Only my friends and family know about it. I didn't want to be famous. I saw the way fame went straight to Liam's head. We used to be inseparable. When he auditioned for X factor the first time when we were fourteen, he completely cut me off. He acted like I didn't matter, he was famous now. We began to fight about everything. We both took kick-boxing and sometimes our fights would get physical. Our mum would have to break us apart. I built up walls around myself and completely shut Liam out. It's been that way ever sense. Were both nineteen now, and we haven't had an actual conversation in five years. I think he hates me, and I wish he didn't. He's my brother, I love him.

I got out of my car and walked into Madison's house. "Honey' I'm Home!" I screamed. Both Madison and Taylor came out and hugged me. We walked down to the basement where we had instruments and microphones set up. "What song should we play?"


"ok sure."

We played Wings, and a few other songs. It was 4:50 So I had to leave soon.

"Please, can we pretty please play it?" Madison begged.

"NO" I repeated for the fifth time.

"Come, on, its like four minutes long. Can't we just play it to make her shut up?" Taylor reasoned.

"Fine, whatever."

"YAY" Madison cheered. I began to play the chords to What Makes You Beautiful, Madison's favorite song. We played through the song, and I think we sounded pretty good. Better than stupid Liam's band anyway. The only reason they got third in the X factor was because of stupid screaming teenage girls.

"Alright well, I gotta go, or Liam's gonna kill me." I said, no exaggeration there. He hated when I was late. "Kays, see ya later"

I drove home, and What Makes You Beautiful was playing on practically every station. Why does everyone love them so much? I sure don't. I got annoyed and just turned the radio off. I pulled up in front of the house. I got out my phone.

To: EW Liam:: Where are you guys at?

From: EW Liam:: The basement now leave me alone little sis

To: EW Liam: 4 minutes get over yourself

I locked my phone and headed in the house, staying away from the basement. I hadn't met Liam's four other big-headed band members, and I wasn't planning on meeting them anytime soon.


I was sitting in the living room on my laptop, checking Facebook and twitter. I closed it and set it down on the coffee table as I finished. I was flipping through the channels on the telly when I heard yelling.

"Lou, stop! we can't go up there!" Liam yelled. I guess Louis wanted to come upstairs. I don't really care, Liam's taking care of it.

"Why not?" HE whined, like a four year old.

"Because." Liam replied, unable to tell them the real reason.

"Ugh your so dumb." Louis said, I'm guessing he gave up on coming upstairs.

I was wrong. Crap, crap, crap, crap. I would hide, but it's too late. All four of them already saw me.

"Um, who's this?" Louis asked, confusion written all over his face. I sat there awkwardly, not knowing what to do.

"Um, my sister?" Liam answered, but it came out as more of a question.

"You have a sister?" Niall asked.

'Um yeah. Everyone meet my twin sister, Alison she likes to be called Ally." He said, motioning to me.

"Ok, so we've known each other for three years, and you never bothered to tell us you had a twin sister?" harry questioned.

"It's my fault. I didn't want to meet you. I didn't want to be in the public eye. I kinda wanted to stay away from all the paparazzi and everyone." I spoke up, trying to defend Liam.

"I guess that kinda makes sense." Zayn said, shrugging his shoulders. I couldn't help but notice Louis kept staring at me. Didn't he have a girlfriend? Wait' no, him and Eleanor broke up. But seriously, he keeps checking me out.

"And she said you guys are big-headed jerks that let fame go to your brain." Liam, pointed out. Not to self: I need to get payback on him later.

I looked down, trying not to look at the four boys who were staring at me. After a few moments of awkward silence I finally looked up. Niall looked so hurt, the other boys did too, but not as much as him.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know you guys and I wasn't thinking and I just- sorry." I rambled. I really did mean it at first, but the hurt look on Niall's face told me it wasn't true.

"I uh, have to go." Niall said, walking out the door. Liam glared at me. This is his fault, I should be mad at him, not the other way around.

"Hey my mom's calling, I'll talk to you guys tomorrow." Zayn said, answering his phone that was ringing.

"hey Haz, can I talk to you?" Liam asked Harry. He nodded and they exited the room, probably to go to Liam's room. Now me and Louis were alone, great.

"We're not, you know." He said after a few moments.


"We're not big-headed jerks that let fame go to our brains."

"You're going to have to prove that to me."

"Don't worry. I will."



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