I'm Looking For You(One Direction)

Ch. 18 Big Family

¤Liam P.O.V.¤

Once Laura accepted my offer on taking her home we left the flat. I made sure to have my keys and got into the awaiting elevator. I hit the button to Laura's floor which was right below ours.

"So..." I trailed off

"So..?" She repeated

"You're actually Zayn's sister?"

"As hard as it is to believe, yes I am." 

"That's cool. Zayn always wanted a real sister that was older than him. He never saw Doniya as a real sister, I think it's kind of sad actually."

"How so?" She asks as we get off the lift. She opens the door and gestures me inside. I walk in and follow her to the lounge area.

"He loves her like a sister, but he just can't really think of her as a sister. He's tried to act like a brother towards her, but it never really works. Do he kind of treats her as a cousin that lives in his house." Laura nods.

"Do you have any siblings?" She asks staying at the TV.

"Yeah. I have two older sisters: Ruth and Nicola." I smile atty the thought of my sisters.

"Awe, so you're the baby?"

"Yeah" I blush

"What about the other lads?"

"Well everyone else has sisters, except for Niall. Niall only has a brother."

"What's his brother's name?"

"Greg, he's a good lad."

"And the others?"

"Harry has a sister named Gemma. And Louis beats us all with his sisters. There's the oldest of the girls, Charlotte or Lottie. Then there's Fizzy or Félicité, if you're being formal. And the twins, Daisy and Phoebe."

"Wow"

"Yeah. So what about you?"

"Um, I have many step-siblings. they're all older than me. Then I have my younger half-siblings. They all live in the states with my dad and the woman who raised me." She said sadly.

"Do you miss them?" She started laughing.

"Ha, no. I left because I didn't want to me there anymore. There were like fourteen kids in the house. The older ones weren't even her children, they came from her ex-husband whose wife died. Then he died and she got stuck with them."

"Stuck?"

"Yeah, no one wanted to take care of eight kids willingly. Then I was born, I was number nine in the house. Then my younger siblings made five. So 8+1+5=14 kids in the house. I never got my own room. There were seven boys seven girls. There were seven bedrooms in the house. One was the master, where my parents slept. The oldest got their own room. Dominic and Dominique, the twins. They got their own rooms will the rest got split up into threes."

"Wow, how did you guys fit?" I asked her.

"One bunk bed was in each of the for rooms. Then a single bed next to it. A dresser with three rows and four columns. That was how we fit."

"Who was in each room?"

"Well, in order there's Dominic and Dominique, Jose, Jose Juan or J.J., Julia, Luis, Melissa, and Gloria. Then there was me, Laura. After it's Victor, Hector, Catalina, Andres, and Lina." I nodded still listening

"So that meant that Jose, J.J., and Luis has to share a room. Julia, Melissa, and Gloria and to share. Me, Catalina and Lina had to share. And Victor, Hector, and Andres had to share. But we, as in the youngest girls, had our room in the garage. We only had three bathrooms in the house. One belonged to the parents, the other was to the oldest and the last one was for the last twelve kids."