I'm Lost 》 n.h.

Whaatt?? { 2 }

 

Chapter Two

 

 

" I'm not adopted." I respond.

She scoots her stool closer to mine, leaving almost no space left between our bodies and looks me straight in the eye. "I know you are. I know who you are. I know your secret and if you want to know how I know, I suggest you meet me at central park tomorrow at noon. Don't be late.", and with that she ended the interview. She made an abrupt exist, the door slamming loud and fast in all our faces. It did the most damage to mine though.

"What the fuck Ni?" says Louis as he begins to laugh. "That girl actually thinks you're adopted. She is mental." 

Little did he really know.

"Why do we always get the nutcases to interview us?" says Liam, egging Louis on.

I just sit there in a daze, too confused to talk. I want to tell Louis to shut up. I want to tell all of them the truth but it hurts too much. How do you tell the people you love that you aren't who they think you are? So instead I do what I do best and laugh it off. " I know right." I say as I sit up.

Louis and Liam start rambling on about the crazy people they've met since X Factor and I pay attention to most of it until Caras' claim to know such sensitive information about my life begins to haunt me. I just want to know how she knows? and if someone told her,  who is that person? and how do they know? My adoptive parents promised me that they wouldn't share this information with anyone. The only people who know are me, my mom, my dad and Greg. My own family could've betrayed me... but ...but...they wouldn't do such a thing. They didn't want it out in the open anyways. "IT DOESN'T MAKE ANY SENSE!", I scream out in frustration. 

Louis looks at me with pure amusement in his eyes. " It was just ice cream man. That's what the lady gave to me. It wasn't that hard to figure out.", he says. 

"I think you two should go find Harry. He has been gone for quite some time." says Zayn, interrupting both Louis’ story and my thoughts. 

"Oh yeah. Where is that bloke?" says Liam pulling out his phone. He dials Harrys' number and steps out of the room. Louis follows behind, poking Liam in the butt, trying to annoy him. 

As soon as the door closes, Zayn looks at me with this concerned expression on his face."Why do you look like you just saw a ghost?"

" I do not!" I protest, faking the biggest smile ever.

" Don't try to act like you are OK right now Niall. I know something is bothering you and I just wanted to tell you that I'm here for you." He awkwardly rests his hand on my shoulder.

"Everything is OK bro. Don't worry about me." I say, shaking my shoulder from his tight grip. 

" You can tell me anything." He looks into my eyes, the same way Cara did. With the same genuine, caring look in his eyes that would make any normal person feel better. However I am not normal.

I am beyond screwed up.

"OK OK cool. Stop being so corny Zayn. Aren't you supposed to be Bradfords’ bad boy? I say, fixing the collar of his jean jacket.

 He smiles and laughs. “Lets go man. I'm sure they’ve found Harry by now.”

I nod and follow behind him down to the car waiting for us in the back.

 

****

 

The car drive back was somewhat  peaceful. Louis filled everyone in on the earlier scenario that took place, leaving no one out... not even Paul. Harry laughed along with Louis. Paul didn’t exactly laugh. He nagged us about the way we have to deal with crazy people like that. He told us that we have to be kind so we don’t provoke them because the insane are easy to provoke. The thing is I don’t actually think that Cara is insane and that’s because I know something that the people in this van don’t. I am adopted. Cara wasn’t lying, I was. The only insane thing about this, is Caras' claim. How could she even know? I'm dying to figure it out.