My Whole Fake Life (One Direction)(CANCELLED)

Chapter 5

Chapter 5

Lydia's POV

"Wow." I say while I gawk at all the familiar items.

"Do you like it?" My mom asks me with a smile on her face.

"Yes." I can't believe this is my house. No it's like the same exact house from my dream life.

"Can I see my room?" I ask. I hope so badly that it's still the same.

"Sure. It is your room." My dad says trying to be funny. He failed, but I still did a quick laugh.

"Just up those stairs-"

"I'm going to try to find it on my own." Let's see if I can do it.

I start going up the stairs and thinking of my house that I know. Once I finally get up the stairs, I take a left and open the second door to the right.

"It's my room, except there's no 1D posters." I sadly say. But hey, I could change that with a simple picture of Harry and hang that all around. Would that be weird?

As I get prepared to yell to my parents and Harry, I get an idea to search for his room. If he finds me I'll just tell him I was looking in his room to try to remember some stuff.

I bet his room is where the guest room would be in my dream life. I quickly jog to the room next to mine. I open it slowly and find that it's a total boy's room.

"He could of at least made his bed." I tell myself. But I remember that I'm not even suppose to be in here.

I start to investigate his messy room and to tell you the truth, it's pretty messy.

"Looks like nothing is going to help me out." I quietly say.

Suddenly I trip over a rectangular object and fall on my face.

(A/N: A curse word is going to pop up. Just warning you guys.)

"Oh bloody hell! That fucking hurt!" I scream and kick the object across the room. I hear a satisfying bang.

"Lydia! What are you doing in my room!" I hear Harry yell at me.

"That's the first thing you say? No 'Are you okay?' What's up with that?" I ask him trying to get away from the question. I don't feel like explaining myself. Too lazy for that.

"Well you probably deserved it coming into my room." He said huffing and puffing.

Why is he so angry? I literally just get home and this is what I get?

"I'm so sorry. I didn't mean bother you. I'm just TRYING TO GET MY MEMORIES BACK!" I scream to him. I hope he feels bad.

I run out of his room and into my room and slam the door. Who knew I would hate someone I love so much.

Harry"s POV

I hope I didn't hurt her too much. It's just I have pictures of the boys all over the place that I know if she stayed long enough she would find them. Luckily my mess of a room covers most of the pictures.

"Why is there a mark in my wall?" I ask myself.

I start to walk over to it and find that there's a picture of the boys and I. I remember that day like it was yesterday. It was a picture of us from high school and we were involved in a talent show. We were complete idiots on stage. All we did was sing and banter around, but it seemed like everyone loved us.

"Wait...oh no. This is bad. Very bad." I ramble on to myself.

I know that mark wasn't in the wall before and the only thing that could cause it was this picture. This is the only thing that's close by it to make a mark like that. And the last person in my room was...

Lydia.

Did she look at the picture? Does she know about the boys?

This can't be happening!

"Harry! The boys are here!" I hear my mom shout to me.

"Are you freaking kidding me?" I ask myself.

"What else could go wrong!?" 

"What boys?" I hear Lydia ask as she walks out of her room.

"Really?" I put my hands up.

She can't meet the boys. I have to make sure that they never meet.

A/N: Hi guys! So, what do you think is going to happen? Is Lydia going to meet the boys? Is Harry going to somehow stop this from happening? Please comment!

-Koolkat4101-