Chapter 7 - Questions & Answers

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Peyton's POV

That night I stayed at Kyle's, we were laid in bed and I really couldn't sleep, tomorrow I was going to meet my mum and there's so many unanswered questions running through my mind.

Why did she wait till I was 16 to give me the letter, pictures and birthday cards?

Did I have any brothers or sisters that I obviously didn't know about?

Did my mum remarry after she finally got herself away from the loser that ruined both hers and my life?

The questions were too much to bare, I had a pounding headache and I must've been awake for hours. I checked the clock and it was 3:00 am, as I got out of bed to head to the kitchen I heard Kyle's voice. Shit! I didn't mean to wake him, I really need to stop walking into that bedside cupboard.

" babe where are you going? its three in the morning and your meeting your mum tomorrow " he quietly moaned trying not to wake anybody.

I replied simply by saying: to the kitchen for an aspirin I have a headache, then left the room. As I came back from the kitchen and crawled back into bed Kyle pulled me into a hug, the sound of his heartbeat relaxed me and with that I fell asleep in his arms feeling warm and safe.

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* 8:00 am in the morning *

Beep, beep, beep, was all I heard as I helplessly tried to turn off my alarm clock. It was 8:00 am and I was meeting my mum for breakfast at 9:00. I ran to the bathroom and jumped into the shower before anyone else could. After I got out of the shower i wrapped a towel around me, brushed my teeth and put my long ash blonde hair into its usual side braid.

I walked into the bedroom and saw that Kyle was still sleeping, I tiptoed over to his wardrobe. I pulled out my clothes from his wardrobe and laid them on the end of the bed. I eventually settled on wearing my purple 60's dress with white polka dots on it and my red heals, I guessed I was set out to impress my mother...

Before I knew it I had to get in the car and go as it was close to 8:30, I kissed Kyle good bye and left. I drove to the Hill Crest cafe on the high street of Cheshire, and sat at the reserved table for two and anxiously waited for my mother to show.

* At the cafe *

It was 9:00 am and I saw a beautiful dark haired women walk in and make her way over to the table then sat down opposite me, I really couldn't believe how much I resembled her.

" Hello darling, how are you? " mum said with a tear in her eyes.

I'm fine mum, thanks for asking we have so much to talk about, catch up on and I have so many questions to ask you.

" Honey that is why I'm here, I want to answer all these questions then give you the answers you deserve "

There were so many answers I needed, but I just didn't know how to ask all of the questions that lingered in the back of my mind. Was I going to be able to accept the truth? How would my mother react to my questions? I really didn't know...

Mum I have to ask you one question.. I really need you to tell me the truth.

" Go ahead darling you know you can ask me anything. "

So... Do I have any older or younger brothers or sisters?

For a moment there was a long silence that seemed to last for hours, then mum began to speak.

" I always knew you would ask this question, I was always never quite sure on how to give you the answer.. You do have a brother, his name is errrm.. "

Mum just tell me who the hell is my brother? By this point I was starting to yell a little mum wasn't giving me the answers I needed.

" your big brother is some one who you would never have guessed.. I named him Harry Edward Styles"

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I was never quite sure how I would react but all I could do was stare at my mother. I just couldn't believe what I had heard I had to get out of there and get my head around things.

Errm mum I have to go I will email you later, sorry. I told mum I had to go and headed to my car.

What was I going to do now? No one would believe me that pop star Harry styles was my brother, I couldn't tell anybody. Not even my parents...

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