Chapter Nineteen

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Vivian's point of view

The birds chirped loudly outside the window. I looked at the time. It was six thirty. As I picked up my phone I heard a ding. I had 48 texts and 24 miss calls. Mostly from Louis. Liam sent all the texts. I go into the kitchen and grab an apple before heading to the hotel.

As I stepped through the door I heard Louis yelling.

"Vivian Lynn Tomlinson Grey! Where have you been?" He yelled.

Liam jumps up from the couch and pulls me into a tight hug.

"Vivian. Don't do that again. Please don't leave without telling us where you are going. I couldn't live with myself knowing that you were missing. What if you were kidnapped and I had no clue?" Liam said.

He was going into his daddy  direction mode. Sometimes it is quite annoying.

"I wasn't going to get kidnapped. I just went back to my parents house. The house needs to be taken care of while my mom is in the hospital."

Liam looked at me for a minute but then turned away. It was as if he was disappointed in me. Louis looked at me for a while before walking into the kitchen. Liam went upstairs so I walked into the kitchen.

"Vivian you were suppose to spend the day with Eleanor not run off on your own," Louis said with a sigh.

"She didn't talk that much and neither did I. We sat in an awkward silence for about an hour so I got up and left."

Louis didn't say anything.

"Viv are you going to visit mom and dad?" 

I didn't want this conversation again. I know mom and dad wanted to see me but I can't even let go of the fact that mom never told the twins about me. It just hurts. 

"I don't know" I said.

"You need to go. Mom has called me. She's been asking if I had seen you lately. She knows that you and Liam are together and she was hoping that I could talk to you. Viv you have to go." 

Louis doesn't say anything else. I left the room and walked over to the coffee table. He didn't follow me. I picked up his phone and headed to my room. I dialed her number and she picked up on the first ring.

"Hello?" Her soft voice called.

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