Everythings Changed.

It had been a long tour and I was glad to be going home for the week. I missed my mum and my sisters. I always feel bad when I leave them. The last time I talked to mum before tour she told me she had a surprise for me when I returned home. I was hoping that it was her and Jeff getting married. It was nice to have him around since dad had left. It's scary to think that was a year ago.

I am currently sitting in a taxi cab being droven through my home town. It feels weird without having the boys with me or a body guard, but it feels good. This weekend I and the boys plan to go out to Harry's bungalow for a week before returning to London. I already missed the boys and it hasn't even been twenty four hours.

"Sir we have arrived." My driver was really nice and old. He had to be at least seventy. I smiled at him and handed him his pay. I skipped to the back of the cab and grabbed my suitcases. I waved to the old man as he drove off to be nice to him.

I walked up the sidewalk path to my front porch setting my bags down at my feet. I dug in my pockets for mum's house key. Eventually I found it along with the other seven keys on my best friend key chain. I had gotten the key chain with Harry in America. The other keys were to the boys flats along with mine and a key to Eleanor's newly bought home in London. I smiled and slipped the key into the door.

It is nearing five at night now so I know everyone is home. I stepped into the wooden living room and set my bags down closing the door behind me. The living room is just how I remember it. The black couches and chairs. The dark wooden floors and the white walls. It's a normal family living room.

"Hello is someone there?" The voice of my mother brightened my mood more than it was already. She was in the kitchen cooking dinner I guessed.

"No!" I shouted and almost instantly she caught on I heard her drop something that sounded like a plate and then her feet carring her through the double french doors.

"Louis!" She was clearly missing me. I welcomed her into a hug and squeezed the life from my mother. As she pulled away from me I focused on the noises coming from upstairs. There was small laughter and I could hear the girls running arond. My heart fluttered knowing that had to be my sisters.

"Are the girls here?" I was excited and started to walk passed mum and to the carpeted stairs. I was almost to the stairs when my mum hand clutched my wrist.

"We need to talk love," She had worry spilling from her pores and nerousness showing in her body language. I stepped down from the first step and looked at my mum.

"What is it love?" I tried to sound sincere but I was worried sick. I felt liket his wasn't her telling me she is getting married. My heart dropped along with her face. She huffed in air and rested on the back of the couch. Her legs crossed and her hands folded.

"About a year ago, a girl named Stephanie came by. She was American." Mum paused and I collected myself. I didn't know a Stephanie. I didn't speak I just let her continue with her story.

"She was sent by Macy, Macy had taken a massive amount of sleeping medication and killed herself," I hadn't heard from Macy in almost two years now, since I told her I couldn't go public.

"She left you something," The look on mums face now was just heartbroken.

"What is it?" I asked. Was this the surprise mum had for me? What was she was going to tell me that had her so scared and nervous.

"You have twins Louis," My heart stopped for a minute I think. I don't believe I heard my mother correctly. Did she say twins?

"They are probably not mine mum," I don't know if I was resuring her or myself.

"I took the test Louis, they are yours." I couldn't even process the things she was saying. Twins? I cannot have twins, I mean I just turned twenty-one thats too young for one baby let alone two.

I looked to my mum hoping that she was going to scream that she was kidding, that it was a joke and her and Jeff were getting married. I was going to speak up but a giggle made me turn my head. There was a little girl barely standing sterdy giggling. She had deep dimples showing she was defenitly Macy's daughter. Her thin brown hair was up into a ponytail held by a pink ribbon. She wore a pink dress with a white long sleeved onesie under it to keep her warm. Her legs were also covered by white tights. Her bright smile showing a couple bright white teeth made my stomach flip. I ignored the feeling of warmth that spread through my body.

"Louis this is Lyla." My mums voice introduced the little girl to me and picked her up. I didn't speak. What was I supossed to say? Does this little girl even know me? I swallowed loudly and studied the little girl.

"She is a year and a half, she talks and walks. Her sister is upstairs napping if you would like to see her," I was still standing emotionless at my spot.

"I need to uh- bye," I ran up the stairs skipping two at a time getting to my room.

I opened the dark oak door and took in my suroundings. The walls still a dark blue and my bed still grey and blue. A lump in the covers told me that was the other little girl that was known to be my own. I walked slowly over to it. The covers were pulled up to the giirl's hair line. I pulled it back slowly bracing myself for what she would look like.

Idenitical. Me. The words that flew through my head as I took in the view I had. The same brown hair as the little girl downstairs pulled into the same ponytail held by a white ribbon. Her dress was white while her unders were pink. I wondered what the little girls name was. She looked like me while she slept. The same pang of warmth spread through me. I sighed and pulled the blanket back over her sleeping figure. I took the extra pillow from my bed and a blanket that was folded over the back of my couch and layed on the couch. I had one in my room which was now a good thing since I had no where to sleep.

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