He is my brother (One Direction FanFiction)

Chap. 2

A/N : Thanks 4 reading! This is our 1st book (yes we are 2 writers one 4 each POV) and we would like 2 dedicate it to 8W the best class ever! Un choufleur for you 8W :)!!! Lots of love

Carme and Bea xoxoxo <3

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Carmen´s POV

I waved back to Bea as I came into the flat, grinning. We're both 17 years old and we've been best friends since we were 2.

Bea is a normal sized girl with green eyes , beautiful green eyes. She has got really long blonde curly hair , nearly up to her waist and it's very funny that when she wakes up she's like the lion king. She has a cute round face and when she smiles she makes other people smile too. She is very intelligent and all boys fell for her, it must be her eyes.

“I'm home!” I yelled as I threw my backpack on the sofa before me in the hall. When I crossed the door and saw my parents on the couch my smile faltred , when the looked at me like that it was never good news.

“Yes?” I cautiously asked, sitting on the couch in front of them. “Well , we've got to tell you something...” Mum started, pain in her sea blue eyes. “You better sit comfortably because it'll take some time and please don't interrupt us until we've finished.”

“Ok” Oh my god I was starting to feel worried.

“I'm going to go straight to the point because I don't want to lie you: you're adopted.” My father looked at me with serious eyes as my mouth fell open before continuing. “But that is not all. Your birth perents have died in a car crash and you and your brother are invited to the funeral next week.”

“Wh...What?Brother?” Excuse me? This is a dream isn't it? Brother? Adopted? Car Crash? No, no, no! I am Carmen Gonzalez, daughter of Jaime Gonzalez and Marta de la Concha, and only child!

“Yes love, you're got a brother. And tomorrow he'll fly here to Madrid to meet you. I'm so sorry” Mum said, sitting next to me and giving me a hug “It all be Ok”. Then the tears started falling

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After an hour or so of hugging, crying and using up all the tissue paper, I calmed down and sat up from Dad's lap. “Thank you” I managed to choke through the tears. “Thank you for protecting me, taking care of me, loving me, comforting me, being there for me. Thank you for taking me to school and buying me a cell phone. I love you. Thanks for all your support and for comforting me in hard times. Thanks for teaching me what's right and what's wrong. You know what? I am very lucky to have you and even though you aren't my birth parents I have never felt as good as I do with you. Because you are my family. Thank you for everything. You are the best adoptive parents in the world” I hugged them. This time THEY were crying.

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The next morning I groggily dressed up in some comfy jeans and a T-shirt and went to the kitchen. Then I remembered yesterday and my mind started to whirl in a tornado of emotions. My brother is coming to see me! What if he dosen´t like me? What if he dosen't want to have anything to do with me? And now I realise, I'm an orphan! OMG!. I must call Bea, I need her support.

 “Bea, can you please come home? I've got something to tell you something.”

“At 10 am? Please let me sleep!”