mackies P.O.V
my 'mom' just told me she kidnaped me? this didnt make sence!
"what?" i managed to choke out
"honey, let me explain..." my mother said, she remained calm as if this was something unplesent but normal at the same time, like the sex talk. my mother was telling me that she kidnaped me from ireland, as if it was the sex talk! what the hell?
"you see, darling, i cant have children because, well its a long story but, i just cant. 16 years ago we came up with a plan so we could get you, your 'real' mother is a beautiful woman and we wanted a daughter just like her. when we found out she was pergnet we just couldnt resist. we hired 4 people to help us get you. so all together 6 people. it was very chalanging to figure----"
"WHO IS MY REAL MOTHER!!!???" i blurted out interupting her
NIALLS P.O.V
AND YOULL NEVER LOVE YOURSELF LIKE I, LOVE YOU
i heard my ringtone that is my solo for out hit song little things, i was on my way across the livingroom to where my phone was as louis swopped in snatching my phone just as my fingers touched my shiney black case.
"damnit louis!" i said as he looked at the screen and pressed the answer botton
"HIII MOMIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" louis screamed into my phone, i felt bad for whoever was on the other line
"hi louis is niall there?" i heard softely out of the phone
"HE SUUUURRRREEE IS!!!!" louis yelled.
louis handed the phone over, i glanced at it and realized it was my mother.
"hey mom" i said
"hey honey, come to the corner caffe, i have a suprise for you" my mother said, i tried to ask what it was but realized she had hung up.
"louis ill be back soon" i said while walking out the front door of our motel. the hot california sun greeted me as i squinted. we were on tour and right now we were in santa cruz california, well for 7 more days. i headed down the stairs and onto the sidewalk. i speed walked down the block trying to reach the corner caffe without anybody noticing. when i reached the little store with the sign of a puppy holding a little coffe mug and reading the newspaper with a heading thaat said corner caffe. i knew i was here. i peeked my head inside the door, i saw my mom sitting at the booth fautherst away from the and went to greet her
"MOMMMMMMMM your here!!!!!" i said trying not to gather to much attention
"niall, honey!" she said getting up to give me a hug
"what are you doing here?" i asked while sitting across from my mother in the booth. My mother looked good, in my opinion. she was whering a pearl pink long sleve shirt with very little makeup. my mother never tried to cover up her face with makeup, she was always very confadent in her own skin, i loved that about her.
"well, i need to talk to you about something sweetie" she said in a kind but worried tone
"yah, sure mum, anything" i said
"well remember when you were just a little thing, and i got pregnet?" she asked me not really as a question. the words did how ever took effect on me because, my little sister died as she was being born, it was a tragedy for my family and i.
"... and i told you and greg what happened?" mum said,again not really a question so i didnt bother answering.
"well baby, that wasnt the truth, i didnt tell you guys what really happened that day." my mother explained, i was getting nervous now
