Moving in with the Griers ( Hayes Grier fanfic)

Chapter 55

Me and Kian head back I to the hotel room, where we see everyone, including from the other hotel room, in the room. I guess they came In when we were gone.

"Hey guys." I say, getting there attention.

"Yes" they all say back

"Ok, so I know this May sound crazy, and it did to us too, but believe it or not, me and Gianna are siblings. We just clarified." Kian says. Everyone's jaws dropped to the floor. Literally. Everyone was speechless, and I couldn't blame them. I mean, this is crazy! For 14 years of my life I've been told I'm an only child, but really I've had an older brother.

"Wait, if you two are brother and sister, why don't you have the same last name?" Ricky asks

"Oh, that's because our parents divorced before I was born, my mom only 5 months pregnant with me. So, Kian took our dad's last name, and I have my moms." I say

"Oh, well, that's pretty cool!" Hayes Then says

"Yup! Now I have a little sister to tease!" Kian says, pinching my cheek.

"Um, excuse me, I am 14 years old!" I say

"Wow! We have some catching up to do!" Kian says. I just give him a smile and sit down next to Connor and JC. I know this sounds crazy, but I feel like I know the o2l guys. Crazy, right? Well it's true! I feel like I've known them for a while, so it's not awkward around them.

"So Gianna, how does it feel to have a famous older brother?" Hayes asks

"Cool, I mean, I would of rathered Niall Horan or something, but I guess Kian will have to do for now. That is, until I kidnap Niall Horan and make him say he's my older brother." I say. Kian looks at me, then Tackles me. And of course, I still have some healing ribs from the plane crash.

"OW!" I yelp in pain. He looks at me strangely and stands up, offering a hand to help me up. But I can't, because my hands are to busy holding my rib cage.

"Ow ow ow ow ow." I keep saying

"G? Are you ok?" Kian asks

"No, my ribs still haven't healed from the plane crash." I barely get out, because I'm gasping for air because of how much it hurts. That's when The Magcon boys and girl come to my aid.

"It's ok G, breathe, just breathe." Hayes says, taking my hand and squeezing it.

"Do you need us to call 911?" Nash asks

"N-no I'm good." I say, attempting to stand up, instead I just lay there on the floor, slowly regaining my breathe.

"Oh my gosh, I'm so so so sorry G, I didn't know-"

"It's ok Kian, I'm fine and like you said, you didn't know." I say

"I just feel terrible." He says

"Don't! Everyone makes mistakes, everyone has those days!" I say, quoting Hannah Montana yet again, making everyone laugh.

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Soon enough, I regain my breathe, and my ribs don't hurt as much, and I stand up, with Hayes' help that is. He takes me to the other tv room, considering we have a premium suite, and we sit on the couch together, hand in hand, watching Full House re-runs.

After a while, I tilt my head on his shoulder and I could feel him smile. I smile too. And we stay like this for a while. Speechless, but still enjoying eachothers presence. It wasn't an awkward silence, it was like, a comfortable one I guess you could say.