Styles reflection

i couldnt

"That's not me Harry"

Me and Harry turn around. I gulp. It was casey.

"Lacey?" They both ask me in sinc.

"Whoa. There's two of you." Damson says starting at casey.

I stand up and run to my room and into the closet. I lock the door and I slide down the wall. I- how did the find me? No they didn't find me. It's a coincidence that they came here. They don't want me though. But why were they so surprised to see me? It's like they had saw a ghost. They had to know I was somewhere in the world.

Harry's P.O.V.

I sit down on the couch my hands covering my face. "Harry that was lacey!" casey yells pulling on my arm. "No. It wasn't. It couldn't have been. Lacey's dead." I say. "She looked exactly like me. It was lacey!"

"it isn't lacey! She's dead! That's just a girl that looks like you!" I say. I was so confused. That couldn't of been her. Could it? No it's not possible.

"Who are you guys?" It was one of the kids that was with-- who ever the girl was who just ran away us.

"I'm Harry and that's casey." I say taking my hands of my face.

"What was that girls name that just ran away from us?" Casey asks. I was scared to hear their answer. "Laci..... Why did she run away?" The boy answers.

"See I told you! It's lacey! That was our sister. My twin." Casey says looking at me. She was bitting her lip nervous. I don't think she knew what to do.

"Casey Mum said she's dead!" I almost yelled. "Well she's obviously very much alive!" Casey screams glaring at me slightly.

"Why don't you just go talk to her? We'll get her for you. I'm damson and this is Zaq" the kid, damson says pointing to another kid and they run back down the hall. This can't be happening. There hasn't been a day I haven't thought about my dead little sister. But she could of been here the whole time. What are we going to do? We can't just leave here. Or can we? We could just walk out of here right now. Leave her. What has lacey ever done for me except cause me pain for faking her death.

She always hated being in our family. Who knew she would go this far to get out of it? Who am I kidding? She hates me. She wanted away from our family. That's why she ran when she saw me and Casey. She didn't want us finding her. We aren't staying here. We're leaving. This is how lacey wanted it. And this shitty orphanage is what the brat deserves.