The Life I Never Imagined

~Chapter Twenty-Nine~

Harry's POV.

When Abby called me and told me about her problems I felt bad for her, but I also felt elated. I felt bad that she had to run away from her parents, even though they weren't her actual parents. They are the ones who basically raised her. I just don't know how she'll take the news. I couldn't imagine how it would feel to figure out that you're whole life has been a big lie.

When I told the lads about Abby's problems they argued that she should go with her parents. They loved Abby, but they didn't want her making rash decisions. So, I told them about the DNA test and they almost immediately agreed to have her stay.

Abigail's POV

The drive to the flat was full of tears. I had a feeling in my stomach, I didn't know if it was regret or the breakfast I had this morning. I kept thinking, maybe this was all a dream and everything that had happened today was all surreal. But, by looking back, reality came and slapped me across the face. I really was leaving home and abandoning my parents.

I reached the door to the boys' flat and I gently knocked on the wood. Zayn opened the door, he looked at me with sad eyes. He quickly pulled me into his embrace

He spoke softly, "I heard about what happened, I'm sorry."

A warm liquid substance ran down my cheek. Tears. I began sobbing quietly into his shoulder and he held me tighter.

After a moment of silence, except for my soft weeps, Zayn asked if I was ok. I nodded, not trusting my own voice.

"I'm sorry I ruined your shirt." I said looking at his black, and now wet, shirt. 

"Don't sweat it, it was old anyway. Let's get you inside, shall we?"

I nodded as he lead me inside. He called for the other guys to come, they came rushing into the room. When they took in me appearence, their expressions changed into one of worry.

"What happened, why were you crying?" Niall inquired, taking me into my arms. "Are you ok?"

"Yeah, I'm fine." I stated, but my puffy, red eyes told otherwise.

"Here I'll show you where you will be staying." he said, taking my hand and leading me through the corridors. We stopped at the door at the end of the hallway. Niall opened the door, inside was a twin sized bed, a dresser, and a regular sized closet, the rest of the room was vacant.

"Would you like me to help you unpack?" he asked

"That would be swell, thank you." I smiled gratefully at him.

"I love it when you smile, it shows off your dimples."

I blush at his comment and he lets out a hearty laugh, "You're adorable when you're blushing."

(I hope you enjoyed reading this chapter. Please don't forget to vote and comment, thanks.  ~Amy)