I'm Looking For You(One Direction)

Ch. 30 It's Over

¤Laura P.O.V.¤

I have no idea what to think about this.

The cousin I love is my sister

How is this even possible. Then my thoughts go to dad.

Dad was always out and stuff.

Yeah, but I thought that Ciara's mum was his cousin or sister ot something.

Well, think again.

That's what I'm trying to do and it seems impossible!

I get out of the conversation with myself and look around at everyone, I had Harry stop the Katy Perry CD. I can't think clearly when my head is full of my favorite music.

"Can you guys please leave? I need a minute to think about this," they all nod at my request and walk out the door,

I can't think. My head is too clouded. Last time I talked to Ciara was back in July actually. We were talking about this guy she like. I think his name was Ashton. All I know is that he's a drummer.

Drummer

That term never seems to go right in this family. My sister Gloria was hrut real bad by one, Although I don't approve of him, Ciara seems to think he's an all-around nice guy.

Ciara

I can't believe she's been keeping this from me. I need to go clear my head.

i go to the kitchen and look in the freezer. Yes! There's still ice cream. I look in the container and notice half of it is gone.

Damn you, Niall!

Sighing I take what's left and walk to my music room. I open the secret door and go into the art studio. I go to the farest wall that had canvas upon canvas on it. I set an easel up and grab my chair. I grab the last canvas and put it on the easel. This is one of my best works.

The painting is of Ciara when she had her quinceañera. Her dress, hair, make-up, everything is flawless. I sent Ciara the second copy I made. I never get rid of originals, it's impossible for me to do.

I then see the other painting of the three of us. i grab it and set it up too. I grab my ice cream and eat it from the container.

Ciara, me, and Zayn. In that exact order tha's how we're standing. I painted this who-know-how-long-ago. I just remember the feeling of happiness when I did.

I always saw Ciara as a sister, but never did I think she actually was. I mean yeah, there were similarities.

Our eyes were the same. Facial structure, our physical apperance.

I can't stand it anymore.

You know when you said you and Zayn were siblings she didn't seem all that surprised.

That's right. I want to question her on it, but I can't. i mean this girl was my other half.

Whenever we'd visit each other, we were insepperable. I mean we shared music, we used to write songs together. I taught her about American, Mexican, Latin music.

My phone starts to ring and I look at it.

It's Ciara.

I press decline and my phone buzzes saying I have a voicemail. I go and delete it. I hide the painting again and i walk out. I go into the music room and grab my guitar, Hope.

"Don't fail me now, Hope." I strum the her until I get the right chords. Then I sing.

"We've run out of words we've run out of time