Wait... I'm Louis' Little Sister?

The Truth

Louis' POV

She hugged me. And now I had to ruin her happiness.

"Louise. I have to tell you something." I said and pulled her towards my bedroom. 

"You might want to sit down." I said. She sat down on my bed.

"Okay..." She said hesitantly. "What do you want to tell me?" I walked over to my wardrobe and pulled out a picture. In the picture a boy and a girl were playing. The little girl was sitting on a swing, smiling. She was being pushed by a taller boy. He was also smiling. The two children looked almost identical.

I handed the picture to Louise.

"What do you see in this picture?" I asked her. She looked closely at the image. She looked confused as she stared at the picture.

 "I see... Two children." She said.

"And..." I pressed.

"And they are playing together. They look happy." She looked up at me. Yes, she was getting closer...

"Why are you asking this question?" She asked.

"Because..." I sighed.

"What relationship do you think these two people have?" I asked.

"Well, they look like they're siblings..."

"Exactly." I smiled.

"What does this have to do with..." I put my finger to her lips.

"Who do they look like?" I asked. She looked at the picture again.

"They look like... Well, the boy looks like you." She stood up and walked to the full length mirror in the wardrobe. She placed the photo next to her face. She stared at it for a long time, then her mouth open slightly in shock. The picture floated to the ground.

"The girl looks like... Me."

Louise's POV

I sat on Louis' soft bed. He had white bedsheets on it. It was softer than the bed in the room the boys had given me....

"Okay..." I said. "What do you want to tell me?" I looked up at Louis. I was scared that the truth was going to be bad... Louis walked over to a brown wardrobe and opened it. I saw a full length mirror in there. I watched through the mirror as Louis shuffled through a drawer. He pulled out an image and walked back over to me. He handed me the picture.

"What do you see in the picture?" He asked. I stared at the picture. In it there was a girl and a boy. The girl was sitting on a swing and the boy was pushing her. They were both smiling. What did I see? Was I meant to see something else?

"I see..." I thought about it. Start with the simple things, Louise. "Two children." I finished. Good, simple enough.

"And..." He pressed. What, that wasn't the right answer? What does he expect me to see? Dancing minions riding purple unicorns over a rainbow?

"And they are playing together." I said. "They are happy." I added. Hopefully this was the right answer.

"Why are you asking this question?" I asked him. I was beginning to get frustrated. Why can't he just get to the point? That's all I really wanted to know.

"Because..." He ran a hand through his hair and sighed. It seemed he was frustrated as well. Frustrated that I couldn't understand, but what was there to understand?

Louis changed his tactic. "What relationship do you think these two people have?" He asked, slightly more impatient now.

They look so alike they look like... "Well, they look like siblings..." I answered. It seemed I'd gotten something right because Louis' eyes lit up as soon as I said that.

"Exactly." He smiled at me. He looks cute when he smiles...

"What does this have to do with..." I started to ask out of curiosity when Louis put his finger to my lips, holding it there so I wouldn't speak.

"Who do they look like?" He asked as he pulled his finger from my lips. I looked back down at the photo. I saw a brown haired boy. He had he same smile as Louis...

"They look like..." I started to say, but I didn't actually know. Well, I wasn't sure about the girl, anyway.

"Well, the boy looks like you." I answered. And the girl looks like... I stood up and walked towards the full length mirror in Louis' wardrobe. I stared at myself for a while. She looked like... I had to be sure. I brought the photo up to my face. My eyes flicked from the photo to myself. I dropped the photo in shock. I couldn't believe it...

"The girl looks like... Me." I saw Louis nodding behind me in the mirror.

"But... How? I don't even know you. Max is my brother. My parents are..." I paused. I had always felt out of place at home. Maybe this was why?

"Louise, your "parents" abducted you in 2000. I found your Wattpad account and I knew I had to find you. We've missed you so much, Louise." He was crying. I looked at him.

"But... This can't be true." I sat down on the floor.

"Louise, it's true. You're my younger sister." I folded my arms.

"I'm not going to believe you until you give me proof."

"Then I'll give you proof."

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