My Long Lost Sister

Chapter 1

-Liam-

"GET OUT OF BED" A voice screamed in my ear. I recognized that voice, it was Louis Tomlinson. I groaned, and flipped over snuggling deeper into the duvet. Pretending I didn't hear him, I smacked a plush pillow onto my ear.

"LIAM, GET THE HELL UP" Another voice screamed, "WE'RE GOING TO NANDO'S". This time I didn't need to read the voice, I knew it was Niall Horan, my food obsessed bandmate.

Relucantly I got up, usually I was the responsible one. I was the one that had to rush to get everyone out of bed. Today, was different, it was the first day of our vacation. I had decided to bring all the boys to Wolverhampton. The first step of my vacation was to start by sleeping in, but being a good host, I made the bed and quickly hopped in the shower.

It was good to be home, my everyday life wasn't the same as a normal 18 years olds. I was a part of the number 1 boyband in the world. It all started when I audtioned for a popular music show; The X-Factor. I didn't join because I wanted to be famous, my mom forced me because she thought I needed something to be preoccupied with. All I ever did was look for my sister. My long lost sister.

And what she did helped. I Joined the X-Factor, and stopped looking for her. I came to my senses and realized there was no hope. She was gone, and wasn't going to be found.

I sighed and jumped out of the shower, I slipped on a plaid t-shirt and jumped into my skinny jeans. I ran one hand through my dark hair, and I was done.

When I got out, I saw all my band mates, sitting on the beds waiting for me to arrive.

"Finally" Zayn Malik "groaned, running a hand through his dark hair, "Niall wouldn't shut up about getting there in time"

"I CAN'T HELP IT!" Niall said throwing up his hands, "THE CHICKEN WAS WAITING FOR ME".

I laughed, Harry Styles and Louis Tomlinson joined me. As I looked at all the boys, I felt a warm fuzzy feeling grow in my stomach. These boys were almost like brothers to me. Whatever we did, we did it together. If I ever needed someone to talk to, about anything. I'd always come to them. No matter how different we were, we always came together.

We walked into my truck once I said bye to my mum. My mum was the only thing I had, my dad died when I was very young, and I always made sure she came first.

Louis hopped into the drivers seat, and Harry jumped into the passengers, Me, Niall and Zayn hopped into the back. Louis put the radio on and we all started singing at the top of our lungs. Even though we were famous, we never let it go to our heads. We were just normal teens.

When we arrived at Nando's we kept our heads down and tried not to get recognized by any fans. We loved our fans and everything, but sometimes they didn't know the meaning of 'space'. And, they were absolutely everywhere.

Once we walked in, I was relieved to see that no one was waiting for us, a few girls asked us for an autograph as we exited the car but that was it. Niall found a table and we sat down.

"Its good to be on vacation" Harry said, flipped his curls, "sometimes being famous is a pain".

"But sometimes, its a good thing" I said, leaning back, "remember that VMA".

"The one that we broke in 5 seconds" Zayn said laughing, "but that was an amazing day".

A waiter then walked to our table, with a pad and pen in her hand, "can I get yo...." she stopped mid-sentance when she saw our faces, "Oh my god!" she screamed, "your ONE DIRECTION".

"Shh" Harry said smiling as he flipped his hair flirtasiosly, "we're keeping it down-low".

"Sorry" she said, embarassed, it was then when I noticed how pretty she was.

She cleared her throat again, "sorry, let me try again, can I get you anything".

We smiled and quickly ordered, as she collected the menu's, I noticed something on her palm. My eyes when wide, and I felt my heart beating faster.

It was a birthmark.