My Whole Fake Life (One Direction)(CANCELLED)

Chapter 2

Chapter 2

Lydia's POV

"Don't wake her up. She had a long day." I heard someone say.

"I know. I'll be silent." The guy said. He sounded familiar. 

Wait? Why is there a guy in my room? Soon all my memories from before came flooding into my head. Or more like smacked me in the face. All that wasn't a dream? Oh crap. That means I have no One Direction music to listen to! I can't even see their cute faces either. Especially Niall's or Harry's face. I still can't choose a favorite. It's like asking me "Do you like brownies or sundaes more?" That is physically impossible to answer!

CRASH! Looks like something fell.

"Good job." I muttered under my breath to the person.

There was silence for a couple minutes.

"I guess it's true that you're out of your coma. I'm so glad your back lil sis!" He screamed.

I guess this is my older brother. Looks like I have to yet disappoint another person about me forgetting.

I still had my eyes closed. I keep them close partially cause I want to sleep and partially cause I don't want to see his disappointed face of my(I guess you can call it) memory loss.

"Did they tell you about er...my problem?" I asked him. I really hope my or our parents did.

"Yeah. Are you positive you don't remember anything? Like when I used to take you out to the park and sing you to sleep?" He asked hopefully.

"I don't remember. I'm so sorry." I started to cry. This isn't fair to me or to my family. Why does this have to happen to me? What did I ever do to get this punishment?

"It's okay! We'll figure this out together with mum and dad." He said. I feel him climb onto my bed and rub my back. This is sort of awkward for me cause I really don't know my own brother that well and he is in my bed rubbing my back.

"I'm sorry." He says and I feel him slowly climb out of the bed. I guess he can tell that this is a little awkward for me.

"At least it made me stop crying!" I tell him jokingly with my eyes still closed. He laughed back as his response.

I should really open them and see what he looks like. Maybe he'll look like me with my blond hair and brown eyes. 

I slowly start to sit up in my bed and prop my pillows up so I can sit up more. Once I I feel situated, I start to open my tired eyes. And to think I've been in a coma for two years and have tired eyes!

Once my eyes are fully open I look at my new brother.

Woah. I must really miss One Direction cause I see Harry Styles in my room right now sitting in a chair watching me.

"Is this real life?" I ask him. I mean only seconds ago my brother was here. (A/N: David After the Dentist anyone?)

"Yes?" He tells me like I should already know that question.

"OH MY GOD! YOUR THE HARRY STYLES! HARRY STYLES IS IN MY ROOM!" I start fangirling all over him. 

Harry goes to the door and shuts it. Probably cause he doesn't want people to know he's here. He is super famous. WAIT! HOLD YOUR HORSES! How's this possible if my parents told me that One Direction didn't exist? Were they lying?

Once I start to calm down I start to think more about this. Where did my brother go?

"What was that?" He asked me, taking his hands off his ears.

"That my friend was called fangirling and did you see a guy in here before?" Surprisingly all my focus is on my disappeared brother than THE Harry Styles. If Sadie were here, she would be whacking me in the head with a bat and telling me how stupid I am.

"No...why? Did you see someone?" He twirls around looking at the whole room. He's so adorable! He looks like a puppy chasing his tail! OMG THE FEELS!

"I was talking to my brother right before you came in. He was in here before..." I trail off and try to see if he's hiding.

"Um...you do know I'm your brother...right?" He asks me. What? This kind of makes since why my brother's voice sounded so familiar.

"I'm not sure how I should be handling this." I tell him truthfully. I mean I thought my brother was hot and sadly I still think he is hot with his curly hair and-WHAT AM I TALKING ABOUT?

"Maybe you should first explain." He told me.

"Well, I'm guessing that you aren't famous cause you didn't react the way a famous person would to fangirling." I tell him. What famous person wouldn't know about fangirling?

"Me? Famous? Why would you ever think that?" He asks with curiosity.

"Well, in the life I imagined, you were in a boy band called One Direction with your four other friends and basically all the girls would die to meet you...even me." I say the last part quietly to myself. Do you think he heard me?

"My own little sister a fan of mine! Looks like someone actually didn't forget me at all." He said with a smile. I guess I didn't, but I don't remember the real him.

"Who were my other friends in the band?" He asked me.

"Well, there was Louis Tomlinson, Niall Horan, Liam Payne, and Zayn Malik. Except, Niall wasn't British, he was Irish.

His eyes widened when I said all the names. They looked like they were going to pop out of his head!

"You okay there?" I ask him.

"Yeah. I'm fine-better than fine! Super fine!" He said with a smile.

Why do I feel like he's leaving me out of something? Like something really important. Oh well. Too lazy to figure it out.

"Do you have any questions for me?" He asked.

"Well, there has been one question floating through my mind." I tell him.

He looks at me and waits till I spit it out.

"So, you know how our dad and mom have brown hair? And how dad has green eyes and mom has blue eyes?" I ask him.

He nods his head.

"Basically how do I have blond hair and brown eyes?" I tell him. I mean I look nothing like them!

He looks uncomfortable with what he is about to say.

"You have curly brown hair and green eyes like me." He says.

What? I quickly jump out of the hospital bed and run to the closet bathroom. Thank god that I still don't have wires connected to me or else that could have been a painful mess.

I carefully look in the mirror. He's right. I have the same hair and eyes as him. I look closer to the mirror and see I still look the same, but different. It just looks like I dyed my hair and put colored contacts in.

Then realization hits me. If I didn't even correctly remember what I look like, then what else has changed?

A/N: The cover is made by triona00. She always makes covers for me and she does an Amazayn job on them too!

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