Being Louis Tomlinson's Secret Sister. ( Lottie Tomlinson )

Chapter 3.

Hey, guys! Sorry for the sort of late update... I've been really stressed for these last few days, and I haven't been feeling too well. Plus, my friend is coming over tomorrow for a sleepover, which is normal, bc we've been together all summer. Not exaggerating. Anyways, hope you enjoy this update! I am trying to grow my readers, so yeahh. :)

"Bye, Fizz." I said as she got out of the car and started to walk towards Candice's house.

"Bye." She said back.

I feel like she was still sort of mad at me. But at least now, I know the truth. She has a crush on Candice's twin brother, carter. It's not like I'm surprised or anything, though. She's been doing a lot to look good lately.

Anyways, I wasn't going to drive 45 minutes back home, and have to pick up Fizz a few hours later. So I figured I'd just stay in Manchester and find something to keep me busy for a few hours. I also knew that I was more than welcome to visit Candice's for a bit. Her mum always makes that clear.

I pulled out of Candice's driveway, checking all of my surroundings, and decided to drive around until I found something to do. About 10 minutes into my drive, I found a Starbucks, and decided to stop there. Plus, they have a fireplace, and free Wi-Fi. What more could I ask for?

So, I parked the car in front of the Starbucks, and got out of the car, locked it, and walked in.

The smell of coffee and pastries instantly made me smile. This brings back so many memories from primary school. My mum used to take my sisters and I here a lot after school to study for tests and do our homework.

Luckily, I didn't have to worry about that, because it was just the beginning of summer.

I walked up to the front, and the barista took my order. I then sat on a black leather chair by the fireplace, and pulled out my phone to check Twitter. However, that didn't last for too long, because a girl who had just sat down on the chair across from me started to speak.

"Omg! Are you Lottie from Twitter?" She squealed.

"Uh, yes. Hello." I replied, awkwardly.

"Oh my gosh! I can't believe your here! You're such a sweet person!" She said, happily,

"Thanks. it's nice to meet you." I replied, calmly.

"You, too! Now I just have to ask, are you a One Direction fan? Better yet, are you in any way related to Louis Tomlinson?" She asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Um, yes I am a One Direction fan but-"

"LOTTIE TOMLIN-" The barista shouted, but luckily I cut him off. I don't even know why I told him my real last name.

"COMING! Sorry, I'll get back to you." I quickly said to the girl. Who was looking quite confused.

I took my blueberry scone, and passion fruit tea, payed the barista, and sat back down to explain some stuff to the girl.

"I know just what you're thinking, but let me explain-"

I was cut off... Again...

"OMG! YOUR LAST NAME IS TOMLINSON, ISN'T IT?!" She practically screamed in my face.

"Erm... Actually, no... It's just Tomlin..." I said, picking at my nail polish. "Sorry to disappoint you, but I'm not related to Louis..." I replied back, calmly.

"Oh..." She said, looking down at her shoes.

"Well, sorry for freaking out in your face... It's just I'm a huge fan of One Direction, and it's just a huge rumour that you're related to him... It's all over the internet..." She said, still looking down at her shoes.