On My Own 》R5 Fanfic♡

s i x t e e n // that party though

Zara's POV.

Rydel & I were in our room, getting ready for the party. She was curling my hair while I did my make up. Rydel was already ready.

After that we put our dresses on and slipped our heels on as well. "we look great," I whispered when we looked at our body mirror. "we look awesome," Rydel corrected with a grin.

"Jay is here!" Stormie yelled from downstairs. The boys didn't know about Jay, only Stormie, granny, grandpa & Rydel. I linked arms with Rydel and we went down the stairs.

We walked the last few steps when they boys all gasped and their mouths hanging open. Stormie & granny had tears in their eyes and made pictures every single second.

We reached the last step and I hugged and high fived Jay. Rydel kissed Ratliff and they other boys just looked at us. I could see that Ross was jealous.

"Let's go!" I squealed when I threw my hands in the air. The boys laughed and we got in the car. "you look beautiful," Jay said when he high fived me again. I thanked him and we drove off.

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Okay, the first 30 minutes of the party were people asking R5 for pictures and stuff. Jay, Alessandro, Dylan & Jake even asked why I didn't told them since R5 is a big thing in Colorado. Yea, everywhere in the US to be honest.

At around 10pm we all were dancing on the dance floor like monkey's. After that a slow song came on. Rydel danced with Ratliff, Riker with Ross, Rocky with Ryland & Jay and I. The others didn't wanted to dance anymore.

I laughed at Rocky, Ryland, Ross & Rker because it was really funny how they were fighting about who will guide.

I looked at Jay and noticed something. "you have the same eye color then me," I told him. "That's odd," Jay said but agreed that I was right. Our eye color is dark green with brown and not much people had them like the way we do.

"Wait," Jay said and stopped. "I-I have the s-same birth mark on my shoulder like you," he told me. He took his jacket off and showed me. "When is your birthday?" I asked him shaking.

"December 1st 2000," we said in unison. We both gasped and pulled each other into a hug. "we're twins," he whispered in my ear which made me cry.

I knew from the beginning that he was so much like me. We pulled away and ran to Rydel. "You won't believe what just happened!" I yelled at the top of my lungs which made everyone...and I mean everyone...look at us.

Jake, Alessandro and everyone gathered around us and other people just continues dancing. "what is it?" Rydel asked curious.

"Look at our eyes," I said when I pointed to me & Jay. "Both dark green with brown," she answered with a shrug. I pointed at my birthmark on my shoulder and so did Jay.

"Same birthmark! Oh my dear god!" Rydel yelled and everyone's eyes widened. "now, our birthday is," I started and Jay finished my sentence, "December 1st 2000."

"TWINS!" Rydel screamed and everyone's jaw dropped immediately. "how is that possible?" Jake asked curious. Everyone else just stared at us in disbelief.

"Rydel, does that mean?" I asked and she just nodded. Jay's father is my Dad. "Jay, do you know who your Mom is?" Rydel asked him nicely. Jay just shook his head, no.

"You don't even want to," I muttered a little mad. "what about your dad?" Jay asked me. "I have one but my Mom yelled at me that I was the result of a one night stand and that he isn't my father," I explained and took a glance at Ross who looked more guilty then before.

"We need to go to your...our Dad!" I said and everyone agreed. Alessandro, Dylan & Jake stayed with their dates at the party while everyone else got in the car.

"Kyra, our Mom, never mentioned that there's a guy version of me," I said chuckling which made Jay laugh. Jay guided Riker were to drive and good 10 minutes later we arrived.

We all got out and just when Jay was about to knock I stopped him. "i-is he n-nice?" I asked hoping that he isn't that kind of asshole my Mom is. "He is," Jay reassured me with a smile.

I nodded and Jay knocked at the door. This was it...I'm gonna see my biological father after almost 15 years.