Maybe, Maybe Not (A One Direction Fan Fiction)

Chapter 7

A/N: How’d ya’ll like that cliffhanger? Well, I think it was a cliff hanger. And, if any one hasn’t figured it out yet, that one thing about Zayn being in the car wreck isn’t true…  Anyways, all ya’ll know how some of the fan fiction writers call their readers names like cookies, or bootiful readers and stuff like that? I think it’s kinda funny what people come up with, so I’m gonna try to come up with something like that, lnl.  And… guess who has read my story … wait for it … *pause for dramatic effect* …. LIAM JAMES PAYNE!!!!!! Oh, and I’m writing a Louis Tomlinson fan fiction, so, if any of ya’ll wanna be in it PM, ok? That’s about it.  To the chapter …. AWAY!!!!! P.S: OneDirectionerxxx < go read her stories!!!! they are phenomiNIALL and brilLIAM!!!! P.P.S: The song on the side is Avery's ringtone, and the singer is my cousin, Jason Aldean, or Josie:)

                        My phone starts to ring, and I jump, but then look at the caller I.d. and see that it’s Josie, I sigh with relief and answer the phone.

“Hey Josie.”

“Hey Aves, look, they’ve found you and we’re comin’ right now. Ok? he asks.

“Thank you!!!!” I scream, making Zayn jump.

“Okay, we’re comin’ on the jet, so we’ll be there in thirty minutes.” he says.

“Thank god, I’ll see you when you get here. Okay?” I say.

“Okay, baby.” He says, “See you then.”

“Bye.”

“Bye.”

“Zayn,” I start, he looks at me, “We just figured out that we’re siblings, and we’ve kissed and flirted, dear lord, if  I’d have known that you were my brother, none of that would’ve happened! It shouldn’t have happened!!”

“I know,” was his reply, “and I’m sorry about all that now, it really shouldn’t have happened, but we didn’t know that we were siblings, sooo……” and he kinda trails off.

“Yeah, but looking back, and knowing that my brother and I were together, well, kind of, just seems, weird and gross.” I say, chuckling.

“Yeah.” He agrees, “So, who was that on the phone just then, and why is he coming here?”

“That was our cousin, Jason Aldean, and he’s coming to get me. Because, other than you, he’s the only one I’ve told about It. We’ve talked, and he said if It ever told me he knew where I was and was coming, he’d come and take me to some remote place and stay there with me for about three months, then we’d come back.” I say.

“No.” Zayn simply says. I stare at him, no one tells me what to do, unless they were my parents.

“Excuse me?” I ask, starting to become angry.

“I said no, I’ve just found the sister that I thought I would never find! I’m not gonna let her go again!!” he says, his voice starting to rise.

                        I see his point, and I pull him into a hug. “Zayn,” I whisper, “I’ll come back, I promise. And besides, I’ve got all your numbers, so we would be able to text and talk on the phone.”

“I don’t know.” He trails off.

“Zayn, I gotta get my stuff together, to leave, after I finish I’ll come outside by the pool and hang with all ya’ll, okay? I ask.

“Fine.” He grumbles., then gets up and heads out.

                        I head towards the bed, and reach under it, grabbing my suitcase. I sit the suitcase on top of the bed and open it, then head towards the dresser, to get my stuff. How I got all my stuff in there to being with, I honestly don’t know. I started heading towards the bathroom after I had emptied the dresser, to get my camouflage straightener and hairdryer, and the rest of my toiletries.