staying hidden{z.m<n.w}

Chapter 13

"I don't know who I'm supposed to believe?" she cried throwing her arms. I know! Even my devastated, confused by all of this.

"You guys keep lying to us!" she yelled again.

"They didn't." Four pairs of eyes where now on me.

"They didn't. They just never told the truth. But never lied." I continued.

She ignored me and glared back at them, I couldn't help but roll my eyes.

"Family's don't keep secret from each other." her voice broke.

"Don't you get it. We were never really a family. All we do is live together in the same house. Like some kind of a dorm." I couldn't keep this inside of me anymore. We tried. All of us.

"Seriously! We are thre- four mutants just looking out for each others back. That's it. Just because we care for each other doesn't mean that we are a family. We all have our own families. Here, we are of the same community or something. That's it. Can we go back to just being nice." I yelled for the first time in my life. Atleast, to them.

All of them were taken a back from my outburst. I turned and just ported back to the room we came from. I walked around the room hoping to see some kind of thing that helped our situation.

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Nevah's POV:

I bursted out into tears when Zayn finished his speech of truth. I knew there have been reasons for them to hide it from us. In the first place, I wasn't angry because of them. I wasn't getting on my nerves cause that stupid thingy that Leo placed on my head earlier, gave me a huge lead on our story and a huge damn headache.

I apologised to Lola and Leo. So did they. I went back to the so-called-office of my dad. I spotted Zayn looking around stuffs.

I cleared my throat to show my presence. He looked at me and then turned back again. "It was not just Lola I saw..."

"What?" he asked.

"I saw many others. A girl and three guys. They are also like us." My voice trailed.

"Like us? What do you mean? Screwed up like us or..." he stepped a little closer to where I stood.

"The latter one. Like us. Mutants. We should bring them too." I rolled my eyes.

"You mean here?" he asked with a little surprise in his voice.

I nodded. " There are guys. Are you sure?" he asked. There is a girl too. I'm risking that. But sure, I didn't say it out loud.

"You have to help me."

**

"So, there's a girl from New york, two guys from London and one from Ireland. "

"Great! Thank you for the whole load of informations about them. I'll go right now and find them out." he sarcsastically pointed out.

"I can show you how they look like." I looked down.

"Then show." He sat upright.

"Umm...I'll have to...like..do this.." I slowly brought my hands to his head. He moved back a little, but came front again.

As soon as his skin touched mine, I felt a tingling sensation run down my spine. I let my fingers loose into his hair. His eyes closed and he slowly relaxed.

It felt weird doing all this with Zayn. We had a whole bunch of conversations only today, after almost a year.

I closed my eyes and thought about the images I saw of that beautiful girl and the three other guys. I slowly removed my hands off from his head. He frowned a little and relieved it back. His eyes shot open and I looked away from the beauty of those hazel eyes.

"So..did you talk about this to them?" he asked.

"Why should I? They never say anything to us. Did they ever think about us? It would've been a whole lot easy for us if we had known that even Lola was a mutant. What can i tell now?"

"Yeah. That's true. " he sighed.

"So what do you expect us to do !? Now?", he asked.

"Ummm. I actually thought you could... you know ... go by yourself-"  " And what explain all this shit to them ?" He sarcastically asked.

I looked down, kind of hoping that he would say "yes".

But he just walked to his room, shaking his head and closed the door shut.