Chapter Fours
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CHARLOTTE'S POV
Mum stayed by my side for the rest of the day, made me tea and soup and made sure I was bundled up before heading back downstairs to start dinner. I heard the boys trample through the house as I was cocooned into my bed, with a cup of tea and a giant bowl of soup on my bed side table.
Sometimes I wish I wasn't a secret, it almost seems like Mum's ashamed of me. Like I can't be seen in public, why can't I just say I'm not related to Niall Horan and go on with my day? It'd be nice to have a breath of fresh air, when was the last time I had one? Oh yeah, maybe a month ago. Greg took me to play football in the backyard. I know mum doesn't mean it like that, she's just worried about the pressure. But still, I would like to be able to walk around in my own house, I really would like that. And can we bring up seeing Niall? One of my biggest dreams, to actually be able to meet the internationally famous boyband girls scream over each day that my brother is apart of?
And that includes MEETING MY BROTHER.
I'm so weird, I'm screaming in my head.
How weird is that?
The smell of fried chicken filled the air. Okay, mum, you should know by now that making good food while I'm not allowed to eat it isn't the smartest idea. It doesn't exactly end well...
I ate some of my soup to help keep me from going downstairs. Apparently chicken noodle soup isn't going to substitute fried chicken, oops. Didn't know that.
"Why, mum, WHY." I moaned, holding my head in my hands. Stupid dinner I'm not allowed to have...
She better make them go outside and then bring some up to me. Maybe I should remind her. Yeah.
I texted Greg to tell mum to bring some dinner up to me.
Now, just to wait for the food to come...
LOUIS'S POV
A/N~ okay, I once read this really stupid story and Louis's pov went like this-
•I really like carrots, but I think I like Y/N better. She's really pretty and she smells really nice.•
WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU LIKE A DOG OR SOMETHING? SHE SMELLS GOOD? I DONT THINK HUMANS SAY THAT UNLESS ITS LIKE NIALL SMELLS LIKE PEPPERMINT AND IT SMELLS SO COMFORTING THANK YOU LET US CONTINUE.
Maura looked down at her phone, and sighed. Niall looked at her, confused.
"Is something wrong, Mum?"
"No, everything's fine Niall. After dinner, why don't you guys go outside or something?" She said, forcing a smile. Why was she trying to get us out of the house? What if SHE'S the kidnapper and she's holding that girl hostage? No, Niall's mum would never kidnap anyone. She's too nice.
"I thought you liked having me home." Niall pouted.
"Trust me, it's been a pleasure having five boys staying at my house, but I need a break, ya know? Niall, why don't you take them to the grocery store? I need more food, having five extra mouths to feed never really crossed my mind..." Maura suggested. Niall grinned.
"Sure mum, we can go right after dinner, I DO want breakfast tomorrow."
"I would never let you starve, Niall. It's your..." Maura stopped mid sentence. His what? "It's your stomach I'm worried about, I don't know if there's some sort of bomb in there that eats all the food, I don't want you to explode." She laughed lightly. Sounded like she was going to say something else.
I wonder what.
Maybe we can get cake mix and make a cake tomorrow.
Maybe I should just stay focused.
CHARLOTTE'S POV
"Honey, I brought you some-"
I grabbed the plate out of her hands, hugging her and then rushing back over to my bed.
"Well, someone sure feels better." Mum laughed. I nodded, and I tore a piece of chicken off the bone and ate it. I was feeling better, at least a little bit.
"Well, I don't know when the boys will be back from the store, but I promise they'll be back with tons of food if Niall doesn't eat it on the way back."
My energy drooped at the sound of his name. Mum sighed.
"Hon, it's for the best. If he doesn't know, he won't let it slip. It's better for you, and he can get over it."
"I know, mum."
I don't think Niall will get over it. We had a bond, and bonds don't break.
Unless this one got snapped when he first learned I had "disappeared."
No. Niall wouldn't get over it that quick.
Or did he?
SHUTUP BRAIN!
He never searched for you, never asked!
We don't know that, we were at Greg's flat!
You don't have any proof that he did search or ask!
But I know Niall, and he cared about me. We both would gone crazy if the other disappeared.
He did the same thing to you. He left you, forgot you were probably coming back from school. He left you for a tv show, Charlotte!
That tv show changed his life forever! If he never left, he would never have met the four boys that are now his best friends! He wouldn't be pursuing his dream, making it a career, a job he loves! If he never left, he would still be living at the house, maybe leaving for college, with a girlfriend.
If he never left, you wouldn't have to hide from the world. He would still be here, with you.
If I had a choice between letting him live his dream or live with me I would let him live his dream, he's happy now, why should I change that?
What if he's torn that he will never see his baby sister ever again! What if he cries whenever he sees something that reminds him of you! He thinks you're dead! I'm pretty sure you would make his life a lot better with you there. He can't have gotten over you so quickly, some part of him must still want you back.
He can't be that sad that I'm gone.
You said it yourself that you and him had an unbreakable bond, and it must be still intact if its unbreakable.
maybe. maybe there's a small part still intact. but I can't mess with Niall's life, he's fine living his dream. i just have to watch from the sidelines.
Okay, short chapter. I know. But chapter FOUR and I post quick so yeah...
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FanficMy name's Charlotte. Charlotte Horan. Yeah, my last name's Horan. It's complicated. Everyone knows about Greg, Niall's brother, but no one knows about his sister. He thinks she's been missing for a four years, but little does he know she's hidde...