Identity Confusion

Chapter 4 : I finally get an answer

"Niall, I feel the same way okay?! Don't say that I am happy to have you back or whatever, because that's NOT true. I don't want you in my life. You hurt me, and I hate you, with a burning passion, for that." I rambled quickly and then hung up. I let out a heavy sigh and walked back and forth running my hand through my red hair every so often. I did not want to date nor "fake date" Niall again. I don't want to get hurt by that asshole again!

Ever since we broke up, or should I say he broke my heart, all I ever wanted was a normal life. But I never really got that because people would remember me as 'Niall Horan's ex girlfriend'. I just wanted to be able to walk to the store in my pjs and not care. But instead I have to worry about paps catching a picture of me looking a mess. It's not as bad as it used to be, but I just wish it didn't happen at all.

I walked to the my iMac and sat down in front of it, opening a new tab and typing 'Niall Horan and Annie Morgan together again'. I clicked on the first link, and my eyes suddenly scanned all over the article. Why do they have to be so nosy? Can they just stay out of other people's business? I guess not.

"I love the way you make me feel, I love it, I love-" my phone rang from the other side of the room. My eyes darted towards the direction and I pulled myself up, and walked over to the electronic.

"Hello?" I spoke quietly.

"AnnieBear!" a voice screamed through the line, belonging to none other than my bestfriend, Ariana.

A smile grew on my face as I replied, "AriBear!"

"Okay, sorry to change the subject buuut, the articles. You're back with Ni?" She said calmly. I let out a heavy breath, letting her know I didn't like this topic.

"Ari, we aren't. He stupidly kissed this other girl, Erin Ramsey a model, and they think it's me. Odd thing is, she looks exactly like me. Like I mean exactly like me. Same facial features. Except she has brown hair, and I of course, have red hair." I answered.

"Wow, hey I have to go meet up with- Um.. an old friend. Yeah.." she rambled really quick.

"Okay... Acting strange but call you later?" I spoke slowly, she answered with a quick 'mhm' and hung up. I suddenly got a text from an unknown number, I opened it expecting someone trying to prank me, but it wasnt.

1 new message ; Unknown

hey, meet me at starbucks. back table in the corner. 1pm, sharp. x

I had no clue who this was, but I replied 'okay' and walked to my closet. I pulled on some jean shorts with lace on them, and a simple green T-shirt. As I walked out the door, I grabbed my wallet, and slid some black flats on.

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Ding!

The door chimed as I walked in the entrance of the coffee shop. My eyes scanned across the room to see if I recognized anyone, but no luck. I remembered the 'unknown texter' told me back table in the corner, I scanned my eyes once again, and spotted a woman about my age, wearing sunglasses.

I walked over there, getting different stares from people. I arrived at the table, and cleared my throat causing the lady to look up through the dark sunglasses.

"A-Are you the person who texted me? A-Annie Morgan?" I spoke as I sat across from her, earning a nod from her.

"Who are you??" I asked. She slowly took her sunglasses off. I soon realized it was the girl who caused the situation I'm in right now, Erin Ramsey.

"Hi Annie, I needed to speak with you. I have information. Important information, actually. It doesn't necessarily involve Niall." She spoke after what seemed an eternity. I continued staring at her in the eyes, letting her continue.

"The- The reason we look so much alike.. is because... we're..we're twins Annie. That's why you- we were in foster care. We got split up."