Selena POV
"I'm right here, sweetheart......
Your father""D-Dad?" I turned and saw Zayn with widen eyes of horror,
breathing uncontrollably.
"Yes Zayn, I did have another daughter before Doniya" Yaser said,
Zayn shaking his head of disbelief.
This can't be......no this can't..........
Yaser can't be my father....NO!
"y-you can't be my f-father,
I-I just met y-you, f-few months ago"
"Not exactly Marie" he said,
walking closer to the counter,
slamming a large yellow envelope on top.
I looked at the envelope,
slowly looking up at him,
"T-That's my middle name"
"It's your name, Mandy changed it after never seeing you again"
"You mean after you left us?" Liam blurted out,
glaring deathly at Yaser.
"You left them homeless, dad?!" Zayn walks up to him,
shouting with an expression of confusion, shock, mostly anger.
"I had my reasons"
"Reasons, like if you're innocent" Liam snorts as I look at him,
and back at Yaser.
"B-But...Doniya....." Zayn stutters,
shaking his dad.
"I had Marie before your other sister!"
"Her name is Selena!" Liam snaps,
growling behind me as I slight jump of fear.
I have never seen this side of Liam before,
never in my whole life!
"IT'S MARIE!
She's my daughter, I named her that before your mother changed it!!"
"Our mother had the right to!
She was there to raise her, wasn't she?
She has more of the right then you ever had,
that's why I never told Selena where you were or that you lived here!
The only reason I ever let her go to your 'home' was for Zayn!"
Liam shouts, pointing at Zayn as he and I look at each other.
This all makes sense now.
All those feeling I have for Zayn,
is love for a brother.
Zayn is my brother.......
ZAYN IS MY BROTHER!!!!
"S-So that m-makes....."
"Yes, Zayn is your brother.
ZAYN IS YOUR BROTHER!!" Liam yells,
pulling his hair as he's looking up at the ceiling in frustration.
I let out a shaky breath,
as I looked at the ground,
shaking my head of disbelief.
"HOW COME YOU NEVER TOLD ME?!" I growled,
looking at Yaser and Liam,
"WHY DO YOU ALL WAIT TILL NOW TO TELL ME THE TRUTH?!"
"HE'S A DEAD BEAT!
HE DIDN'T CARE ABOUT MOM AT ALL!
What makes you think he'll just sudden care about you?!"
"B-But lying to m-me L-Liam, really?
L-Lying was your b-best option?!" I asked,
breaking down into tears,
sniffing hardly as I look at Liam,
"I-I thought I could t-trust y-you!"
He sighs sadly,
running his fingers though his hair,
shaking his head as he looked at me.
"I just didn't want you to get hurt, Sel"
I sniffed once more,
wiping my tears roughly as I glared at him with full hatred.
"W-Well it's too l-late for that.....
I hate you" I blurted out as Liam stands there,
looking at me with a hurt expression on his face by my words.
I didn't care,
thats how I felt when he lied to me.
"I HATE YOU!
I'LL NEVER TRUST YOU NOR ANYONE EVER AGAIN!!!" I yelled,
before turning a heel,
running my way out of the front offices.
"SELENA!!!" I heard Harry call after me,
before I completely run out of the front offices.
I just kept running,
running down the hall, every corner,
just kept running.
I finally stopped running,
stopping at my feet as I began to cry loudly,
dropping on my knees as tears streamed down with my face in my hands.
My life was a lie.
Everything was a lie.
All these questions running through my head.
Has anyone ever, truly loved me?
Did anybody care?
I guess not.
Then......why am I here?
Why am I here if I'm just going to be lied to all my life?
If no one will care or love me like I want them to?
I look up from my hands,
staring straight ahead of me.
I can't do this anymore,
it's too much for me.
Might as well end this before anything worse happens.
I stood up from my knees,
letting tears run down my cheeks on the blank expression of my face.
I look up as I walk towards a back door of the academy,
opening it as the freezing cold breeze hit me,
but I didn't care.
I was already cold in my heart.
But that's about to change.......Because I won't be able to feel my heartbeat anymore.
===========================
Harry POV
YOU ARE READING
Love is Creativity (Harry Styles & Selena Gomez)
Fanfiction'I took out my camera, taking photos of the trees, children running around or drawing on the street sidewalks, street dancers showing off their best moves to the crowd. I suddenly take one photo of man, standing near his cart as he was selling color...