I then called both of my parents with tears in my eyes. I had a lot of confidence considering what just happened. I surprised my self. When they both answered I yelled, "How the fuck could you not tell me I was adopted! I thought I was your daughter! I thought you at least cared enough to tell me the truth!" I shouted all of this into the phone. Without giving them a chance to respond I hung up. I then collapsed into tears again on Jordan's bed.
I stayed at Jordan's for a few days, and I continued to go to school, that was his dad's one rule. That and I had to sleep in the guest room. "Do you think you should tell our other friends? at least so they don't suspect anything weird going on here."
"no. I don't know how I would tell them. Just let them think what they wanna think I don't really care" I said plopping on the couch in the basement.
"At least call Zak. He was like your brother. Don't you think he might be able to help you. at least more than I can. He is now an adult after all." I thought about it. I hadn't talked to him in forever. Except every now and then asking for alcohol. he always said no.
"I guess I could talk to him, but I can't get through it without breaking down." I said. "I have never let him see me cry. I was always the stronger one."
"well I think its his turn, Nicole. It can't hurt to call him." I checked the time still thinking about it. It was 6 p.m.
"I am gonna go call him. He will probably wanna come pick me up though." I said rolling my eyes. I go into the guest room across the hall from Jordan's. I sat on the bed, took a big, long, deep breath as I facetimed Zak.
"Hey, what's up? Its been a while" He says with a smile on his face until he looks at me and realizes the redness and puffiness of my eyes. He sits down at his desk. "What's wrong? Where are you? Do you need me to come pick you up?" He says with worry in his eyes. I smile at the thought of him caring about me so much.
I take another deep breath and tell him what happened. "Im coming to get you now. Be ready in 30 minutes" he says, grabbing his keys.
"what about school?" I asked. I did not want my grades to slip. I finally had everything under control at school.
"we will figure it out later" he says getting his car.
I had a smile on my face as I said "ok, but I have my license now, so why don't I just come to you"
"oh shit yeah. I will send you my address. drive safe. text me when you leave and when you get here so i can come help you." he said laughing at his idiocy. I hung up and began to pack the little stuff I had here.
My parents had been trying to reach me ever since the phone call, but i didnt want to hear their excuses, thats all they were, excuses. On my way to Zak's I passed a tour bus, which I thought was weird. I eventually realized it was going to the same place I was. I pulled into the parking garage and texted Zak before I got out of the car.
That was when I realized the tour bus belonged to the one and only Louis Tomlinson. I had completely forgot he was on tour right now. Despite being a huge fan of his, I kept my composure and just minded my business.
Then he walked right up to me. I looked at him weird as I grabbed my bags out of my car. Zak walked over to my car and saw Louis. Zak looked at him then at me. I nodded saying I was fine and continued getting my stuff together.
Louis waved at me, gave me a weird familiar look. I guess because I was treating him like a normal person instead of a few other fans around who were about to trample him. He walked over and noticed the birthmark on my right ankle. 'Damn this guy has a good eye' I thought to myself noticing him starring at the birthmark. His jaw dropped and he grabbed his phone quickly calling someone. I kept giving him weird looks. I couldn't help it.
"Do you have a necklace with guitar pic on it by any chance? It should have the initials HS and LT on it." My eyes went wide, but I didn't show my emotions. I never do. Instead I just rolled up my sleeve to show him my bracelet. It was originally a necklace but we had to cut it so many times now its a bracelet.
I then looked at it to make sure it had the initials. Then simply nodded. It looked like he was about to run and give me a huge hug, but then stopped himself. Zak's dumbass finally figured out what was going on.
"I almost think he might be your biological dad" Zak said.
"I can't believe I finally found you after all these years. 16 if I am thinking right" It was my turn for my jaw to drop, but instead I just ignored him. I was still in denial about all of this and I just wanted to forget about all of it. I went up to Zak's appartement, found the guest room, ran in and slammed the door.
I was done. How dare he think he could come walking into my life like nothing ever happened. He had 16 years he missed his chance. I then opened instagram and it happened to be a post of his about his show later tonight.
I threw my phone across the room and just sat there and cried my eyes out. I ended up crying myself to sleep that night.
A/N: hey guys, f you do read this please comment and let me know if there is something wrong with grammar or spelling and I will try to fix it.
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Finding My Real Family
FanfictionLife was perfect until I took a DNA test learning that everyone I thought was my family wasn't. This is the story of how I found my biological family and the best friends I could ever ask for.