Still the One- A One Direction Love Story.

Prologue

Allison POV

Pain. Extreme Pain. 

All for that one moment that will be with you forever. 

Screaming. 

I hear the screams of two young girls. The moment's over now. It's now locked away in my file cabinet of memories, under the most important memories of life. 

I dare not look at them. I'm afraid of who they will look like, who they will remind me of. 

I'm afraid they will eventually have clear blue eyes like their father and blonde hair like my mother. 

The two girls that I dare not give up, because I already love them too much. 

My twin girls. Born moments ago today.  

Eloise Nicole and Charlotte Jane, or Charlie for short. 

It took me forever to choose their names. I finally decided, with Matty and Olly's help, what their names would be. Their middle names are for their father. 

He'll be there somehow, even though my father and I will probably never allow him to see them.

It's sad though, really. My girls will never know their father, and I probably will never give them the chance.

My girls were unexpected, too. We didn't use protection. And thus my girls are now here. 

Not a single soul, except for my Dad, and the Murs brothers know of their existence. Of who their father is. 

I worry about the day when they ask why they don't have a daddy like their friends or classmates. 

I worry that they might become deaf like me. I worry they might find out about their father. I worry that my girls will hate me for not giving them the chance to know him. 

But He doesn't deserve to know them. He doesn't have that right anymore. 

He called me a liar. A cheater. Said that I betrayed him with his bandmate. 

I never lied or cheated on him. 

Never.

I loved him.  

Do I still love him now?

Too early to tell. 

*****

Weeks later, maybe even months, I decide to tell the girls about this.

I haven't talked to them in at least eight months.

Eleanor, Danielle, and Perrie are the only ones in London besides Dad that I trust to tell.

It takes me a few moments and lots of confidence, but I finally ring Eleanor's number.

Luckily, she is with Perrie and Dani. 

I tell them I was pregnant.

I tell them of Eloise and Charlie. 

They're shocked. They beg me to tell him and everyone else. 

And I beg them not to tell a soul. I worry about it slipping and that he will somehow know.

I refuse to risk that chance. 

They say they won't tell a soul. 

I gratefully thank them. 

I end the call. 

My girls start to cry from hunger. 

I feed them. 

My girls depend on me. 

It will be like this for years to come.