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CHARLOTTE'S POV

"OMNOMNOM." I chomped down on my last sandwich, finishing it in four bites. The boys stared at me in shock, except for Niall, who was happily eating his sandwiches.

"Now we know for sure you two are related." Louis said in horror. I nodded, taking a sip from my glass of root beer.

"I mean, it's not like we don't look pretty similar already." I said sarcastically.

"Apart from that." Louis rolled his eyes. "You guys are really similar."

"We're siblings, stupid." Niall piped up, shoving his sandwich into his mouth. "Of course we look like each other."

"You're mean, Nialler." Louis pouted, crossing his arms over his chest.

"Don't you worry, Peter Pan," I smirked, "just because Niall's mean doesn't mean I am."

"Haha!" Louis stuck his tongue out at Harry. "She does call me Peter Pan!"

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"Alright, Mum said she'd be home in five minutes." Niall said sadly, and he looked up at me. "I don't know how often I'll be able to see you after this unless we come out and tell her we saw you."

"Aw, Nialler, it's okay." I ran up and hugged him, burying my head in his shoulder. "You can sneak into my room at night and stuff. There's always room for extra people."

"And us, too? We don't know when we'll see you again, either. Today could be the last time for a while." Harry added. I turned to see the four other boys with sad faces.

"Oh, group hug." I rolled my eyes, and they gathered in and wrapped their arms around me. "You'll all see me again, I can get Greg to bring me to meet you all again. It's just my mum that can't find out."

"So it's a definite yes, that we will see you again?" Zayn asked. "I want to know I will see our little baby moose again."

I laughed, and nodded. My nickname Moose was picked out because of my moose charm on my charm bracelet that (unknowingly) matched Niall's Christmas present.
And, maybe it was also because of my moose phone case. Hey, they're pretty adorable.

"You guys aren't leaving for another week and a half, two weeks tops. Stop freaking out about not seeing me. We can plan some sort of sleepover, after mum falls asleep we can all camp out in my room." I laughed.

"You're right." Liam laughed along. "We are worrying too much about this."

"Well, give us all an individual hug before you go back upstairs." Louis pouted.

I hugged him first, seeing as he was upset about his new little sister going to hide again.

"Hang in there, Peter Pan." I whispered, and he grinned.

I then hugged Harry, Liam, Zayn, then Niall. He hugged me for the longest amount of time.

"Don't worry guys, I'll send you all a text when I get safely upstairs." I said sarcastically, and we all laughed. "Alright, night guys. See you, hopefully, tomorrow."

"Bye Moose!" they all chorused, and I walked upstairs, and up into my room. Cool, I'm back to sitting in my room and watching movies. Or eating. Or being on my phone all day playing games. Woohoo, the life of Niall Horan's sister, everyone. Sigh.

Woah, I just sighed in my head. Cool.

Now, to wait for mum to get home so I can have dinner. Yum yum yum...

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NIALL'S POV

"So, honey, how was the castle today?" Mum asked, and I looked at Liam, eyes wide.

"Um, it was, uh, great. Very much like a castle should be." I lied. We never went to a castle today. We went to the mall, made lunch, frosted a cake, and found about my sister that's been missing for like five years. But we never went to a castle. Oops.

"Well, that's nice. I'm sure it was plenty of fun."

"How's your friend, is she okay?" Liam asked.

"Oh, she's fine. She broke her leg, though. The driving was horrendous today, everyone on the road was mad. No wonder she crashed, there's too many crazy drivers these days, I tell you." She laughed lightly.

"Good to hear she's okay." I said. She put the plate she was washing into the dishwasher before picking up her phone off the counter.

"Well, I'm going to go watch the news, I heard there's supposed to be a big storm tomorrow." Mum sighed, walking into the living room "When you boys are done with your dinner just put your plates in the sink, then you can go outside or such. Just don't get into any trouble."

"Alright, mum." I laughed forcefully. Of course she wanted us out of the house, to avoid seeing Char. You know, so many fans would love her. She isn't a slut or any of that. Heck, I bet the only other male she's seen her age was maybe two years ago! It's just the paps Mum is so worried about.
By the way they always get pictures of us, I'm surprised they haven't discovered Charlotte.

"Niall, you up for a game of FIFA?" Louis asked, getting up at putting his plate in the sink.

"Sure, be prepared to lose." I grinned, and Louis smirked.

"You're on, Horan."

"Today, One Direction was seen in band member Niall Horan's home in Mullingar, Ireland, but they weren't alone. Here are the pictures a few fans took of them in the kitchen, Niall Horan's favorite place in the house..."

That's when I heard mum scream.

"Niall James Horan!" She yelled. "Charlotte Marie Horan! Both of you get in here this instant!"

Four boys looked at me in horror. Oh no.

"BOTH OF YOU GET IN HERE RIGHT NOW!"

I got up and ran to the living room as humanely fast as possible. I heard the lads scramble in after me. Char wasn't anywhere to be found.

"CHARLOTTE!" Mum yelled. She walked up the stairs and stormed down the hallway to her room up in the attic, and we followed close behind.

She swung open the door and Charlotte was cuddled in the corner of her room, peeking out from the layers of blankets around her.

"Uh, hi mummy." she said innocently.

"What have I told you? since you were twelve I told you to stay away from your brother, now that he knows your here he could accidentally say something! No, now that he knows there are pictures of you in the kitchen with you brother all over the internet!" Mum yelled, and Charlotte cowered back, eyes wide. I pretty much copied her actions. I can't remember the last time mum had ever yelled at any of us.

"Woah, Niall has a sister? Who would have thought? Now Niall, why didn't you tell us about her?" Louis broke in, trying to save himself from being yelled at, and mum whipped around to face us.

"Niall Horan, how could you be so careless? Letting paps find your poor little sister? She's fragile, she's going to be crushed by the media!" she yelled at me.

"Excuse me?" I asked in disbelief. "You shouldn't be the one yelling at me, you were the one who hid my sister from me and told me she was dead! My mother didn't want me to find my only sister so much she not only lied to me about where she was, you made me believe she was fucking DEAD!"

"Niall James Horan, do not swear at me! I did it for the good of your sister, I didn't tell you because I knew you would eventually slip and tell the press! Charlotte isn't ready for that much responsibility, she can't handle the pressure! She'd crack under all the hate, I don't want to find her everyday crying in her bed, reading twitter! And the questions would kill her!" Mum cried.

"What bothers me so much is that you think she'll be crushed, you think she can't handle the media. It's always poor little Charlotte, fragile and weak. From just the couple of hours I've had to catch up on the years I've missed with her, I know she's not weak! She's funny, sweet, adorable, and guess what else she is? Care free. She's like a version of me and Greg put together as a girl." I explained, frowning. "And you've known her for four more years than I have, you actually have BIRTH to her. And it's like you barely know her. Me and Char are so similar, and you had no problem with me going off to be famous. But sending Char out is like letting a baby deer cross the road!"

"I have to protect her! She's only fourteen!" mum snapped.

CHARLOTTE'S POV

I watched mum and Niall bicker about me some more before I couldn't handle them fighting anymore.

"Stop, just stop! Please!" I yelled, and everyone went silent. "I'm pissed that you can't trust me enough to know I could probably handle the media, Mum. Niall, within the few hours you've spent with me I'm so overwhelmed you actually think I could face the outside world. But I just want to spend time with my brother and his best friends for the rest of vacation before worrying about media." I said quickly.

"But you aren't ready for that much pressure-" Mum cut in, and I interrupted her.

"Mum, apparently what Niall just said meant nothing to you because he just explained why I can handle everything in a couple sentences! Just let me go outside for more than two times a year! Let me spend their vacation with them!" I begged. Mum pursed her lips at me.

"You aren't being smart about this, Charlotte."

"You know what? They brought me to the mall today. I had fun. We wore disguises. I got new clothes. And no one came up to us all freaked out that it was One Direction and that I was with them." I crossed my arms over my chest. "We all took deep thought into making sure we had good disguises, without looking too odd."

"What happens when you forget a disguise?" mum screamed. Her voice echoed throughout the house. She took a deep breath, sighing. "What happens when they catch you without a disguise? That'll happen- you'll go to walk into the kitchen and now that they know, they'll take more pictures. More and more and more. What then?"

"She'll be like how everyone else is." Niall said quietly. "She'll be like you. They take a few pictures, it's no big deal. But since you kept her locked away in hiding for all these years, they'll ask questions like they did when we were first signed over to SyCo. Maybe more, like why you hid her. Then you can explain to them why you hid her. Explain to the world you were being cowardly and selfish and that you're keeping a fourteen year old girl locked in her house."

"Niall, Charlotte, I don't mean it like that. I was doing it for the good of both of you. I didn't mean it to seem like I was doing it because I'm a bad parent, just to save you from the stress. Did you think that I was evil,
keeping you locked up?" Mum stared sadly at me, waiting for an answer.

"Yeah, I didn't see the point why I couldn't see my brother. And why would you tell him I'm dead? Why was I stuck in the house all day, why couldn't I go outside? And if someone said I looked like Niall, then say that I wasn't and carry on?" I asked. Mum's eyes started to water.

"I'm so sorry I had to put you through that and then yell at you for going against it. I've done a terrible thing to my only daughter and I couldn't look past the little girl I used to know and realize that I was doing the wrong thing." she burst into tears in front of us, and I jumped out of my blankets to hug her. I felt arms go around me and I
realized we had made a group hug around mum.

"You were only doing what you thought was right, mum." I said. "It's alright, I just want to spend the rest of the lads' vacation with them. I promise to wear my disguises everywhere, and we can go from there, okay? I promise." I comforted my mum, and she sniffled.

"Are you sure, darling? I was being terrible, I wouldn't hate you if you escaped now and ran off to live with your brother." she laughed nervously.

"I don't hate you, let's go have some tea or something and wait for dad to come back. He needs to know I met the boys." I motioned everyone down the stairs, and we all went to sit in the kitchen while I made tea and hot chocolate. We all took a mug and sat around the table, waiting in silence for dad to come home. We were waiting for so long, at least it felt so long. As soon as we heard car tires I jumped up and walked over to the closet, putting my mug in the sink.

"What are you doing?" Mum asked me, and everyone stared at me.

"Hiding. Just go along with it, don't let him know I'm here." I waved them off, hiding behind the closet doors. I watched through the slots in the door as Dad walked in through the front door, and made his way into the kitchen.

"Hello love." he grinned, leaning over to kiss mum on the cheek. Ew.

"Hello Bobby." Mum smiled, and the rest of the boys chorused hellos. Hey, that's my cue to do this shiz to freak out my dad.

I opened the doors and walked out into the kitchen so only mum and dad could see me. Dad's eyes went wide and his face went white, like he'd just seen a ghost. He mouthed at me to leave, trying to be as inconspicuous as possible, and I grinned, staying in my place, looking around the kitchen. I took out my phone and started a game of Temple Run, just to see how far this would go.

"Okay, Maura, I'm going to go upstairs for a second, be right back." he said nervously, and rushed over to me, grabbing my arm so he could drag me upstairs. Once we were out of hearing range from the boys and mum he stopped me.

"What were you doing there?" Dad whisper/yelled. I shrugged, turning around to go back downstairs. "Charlotte! Where are you going, get back here!"

"Toodles." I grinned, looking over my shoulder and waving at my Dad. I went downstairs and walked into the kitchen, sitting down on Niall's lap so my legs were on Harry's lap. Niall groaned as I hopped onto his lap.

"You're too heavy, get outta here." he complained. I put my finger over my lips to silently tell him to be quiet. He rolled his eyes and we waited for Dad to come back downstairs.

"Maura- oh my god." he cut short as he saw me on Niall's lap. I smiled innocently at him.

"Hi daddy." I chirped, and his face dropped. After a good thirty seconds of him standing there in shock mum finally cut in.

"Oh, Charlotte, you're gonna kill your father!" she scolded. "Bobby, she walked downstairs while I wasn't home and they found her. I WISH Charlotte wasn't stupid enough to walk out in front of them, especially when we told her not to."

"Hey, you don't expect five teenage boys to be baking a cake, do you? You expect it to be your mum, exactly why I went downstairs, and I thought it was okay since you told me they would be gone." I rolled my eyes.

"Excuses, excuses. Now, she wants to be able to stay with them for the rest of their vacation." Mum explained. "She wants to go out in public with them."

"Are you sure?" Dad turned to look at me, and I nodded. "Positive?"

"Is Zayn Malik engaged to Perrie Edwards?" I asked, and Dad looked at me, confused. I high-fived Zayn, and Maura shook her head in shame as she tried to explain to Dad it meant yes, I was positive.

Oh, confusing little me.

A/N: hahaha you haven't gotten rid of me yet I'm still alive guys