Separated at Birth

Ever had the feeling you were controlled? Maybe missing a piece of your life? Well London and Paris were twins that were separated at birth when there parents separated. The mother took Paris, and the dad took London. They were living miles and miles away and still didn't know about each others existence. With controlling parents setting up their life, they didn't have time for much, but they did have time for One Direction. What happens when the lads start dating the twins, bring them together, bring there life back together?


53. Nervous

London's POV

I rolled my eyes at him and walked past him. I walked into the kitchen and set my purse on the counter. I am glad I left the bag with the necklaces in Liam's car. I heard footsteps nearing the kitchen and I let out a sigh knowing who it was.

"Niall..." I started to say. I turned around and saw him standing in the doorway with his arms crossed still. He locked his eyes with mine. I was about to say something else when I heard more footsteps. I didn't know who was here so I turned my attention away from Niall and locked on the doorway to see who was here.

Niall peered past the doorway and straightened up. "Good evening Mr. Starr," Niall said while dropping his arms and widening his eyes. My dad looked towards Niall and locked eyes with him.

"Hi dad," I said with a smile. My dad looked away from Niall and towards me. He gave me a smile and walked over to the cabinet.

"Why are you in my house Mr. Horan?" my dad asked ignoring the introductions and grabbing a glass then turning around to face Niall. My dad stood in place for a bit just looking at Niall. I glanced over at Niall and he looked nervous.

"I uh... I... I... came to talk to your daughter sir," Niall stumbled. He kept switching the balance between both legs. My head darted from my dad to Niall. I my eyes followed my dad as he walked over to the fridge and pull out a container of ice tea. He poured some tea into the clear glass then put the container away. He then turned back to Niall

"And how did you get into my house?" he questioned Niall then sipped his tea. I noticed Niall stiffen.

"Uh... It was important. Very important," Niall emphasized. "And I remembered where you and London hide your spare key back from when London and I dated... Sir," Niall told my dad. My dad just stood in front of the refrigerator and sip his tea. I saw Niall gulp and lick his lips. I have never seen him this nervous before.

"Mr. Horan..." my dad sighs and shakes his head. "I ask you not to walk into my house again," my dad starts off. "And if it is as important as you make it out to be, then it is up to my daughter if she wants to talk to you," my dad told him. Both my dad and Niall looked to me for an answer.

I simply nodded.

"Alright. You can stay. But I'll be watching you. Pull any stunts..." my dad said then walked out of the kitchen. I turned to Niall but he wasn't where he was previously. I turned around in a full circle to find Niall standing by the backdoor.

"Can we talk out here?" Niall asked me while pointing out the door. I nodded and walked towards him. I stopped when he wasn't walking outside. I looked at him confused but all he did was gesture to outside with his other hand. I hesitantly took a step out the door. I turned to look at Niall as though this was some sort of trap. He nodded for me to continue and I walked further out into the yard. I continued to walk until I reached the little bench that sat in front of a small pond with a couple of koi fish swimming around.

I heard Niall's footsteps coming from behind me. I continued to watch the two koi in the garden pond. Niall came up and sat down next to me. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Niall lean forward and rest his elbows on his knees and fold his hands together. "Look London..." he started to say. I turned my head slightly. "There's been something I have been meaning to ask you..."




Paris's POV

After my talk with Niall, I drove home. Except, I didn't go straight home... I went to a little café that was nearby. I drove up and parked the car. I turned off the car and just sat there. My thoughts were running everywhere at the moment. I couldn't think of just one thing at a time. I shook my head before I got too deep in thought. I took off my seatbelt and hopped out of the car. I locked it and headed inside. It was a nice little café.

"Hi. Take a seat anywhere and I will be right with you," a waitress said coming out of nowhere and it kind of scared me. A nodded and walked to a nearby table and sat down. This is different.

"Hi. I'm Rachel. What may I get you?" she asked with a smile. I took a quick glance that was on the wall.

"A French vanilla cappuccino please," I told her with a smile. She nodded and walked off. I looked at the window and let my thoughts run wild.

"Here's your drink," Rachel said while setting down my cappuccino in front of me. "If you need anything else just call," she said with a smile before walking away. I grabbed the cup and took a quick drink. I sat there for a minute just thinking. I stood up with the drink and walked over to the cash register and paid. I then walked out of the café and to my car. I unlocked it and hopped in. I set the drink in the cup holder and put the keys in the ignition. I sat there for a minute just staring out the windshield. I picked up my cappuccino and was about to take a drink but stopped. I set it back down and leaned back.

This isn't the drink I need... I pulled out my phone and scrolled through my contacts. I found the name I was looking for and clicked on it for a text.

Meet me at the club downtown



Author's Note:


So... Maybe one or two chapters left. Sad I know. But don't you fret! There will be more.


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