Fallen || n.h.

Chapter 36

Stella's POV:

I stopped walking and looked at Zayn beside me. He wore the same confused expression that I wore.

I looked back at my mom, who's mouth was hung open. I raised my eyebrow and inches closer to her.

" Do you guys uh..know each other? " I asked, awkwardly.

My mom seemed snapped out of her daze and shook her head. " Oh no I just...get in the car Stella. " she said quickly.

I was taken aback by her sudden mood change and I looked over at Zayn. He shrugged and handed me my suitcase.

I hugged him one last time. " I'll call and text and what not. " I said, making him smile.

He nodded and let go. " Bye, Stell. "

I murmered a 'Bye' and threw my suitcase in the trunk. My mom had already slid into the driver's seat and I slid into the passenger seat beside her.

She pulled out of the lot quickly, leaving Zayn standing alone.

After a few minutes, I spoke up.

" Mind telling me why you acted so weirdly about Zayn? "

She let out a deep sigh. " Stell... " she started off.

" There's a lot of stuff that you don't know. " she said quietly.

" Like what? " I asked.

She sighed again. " Zayn is...he's..." she struggled to get out.

" Zayn is your brother. " she said.

My heart dropped. " What? " I asked in disbelief.

She nodded.

" No way..you're kidding right? " I asked.

" No..I'm serious. He is your brother. "

" Well why didn't you tell me I had a brother?? And that it was Zayn!?! " I asked, anger suddenly boiling through me.

" Don't get angry with me, Stella, there are many rea- "

" Don't get angry? So I'm not supposed to be angry that you have been keeping secrets from me my whole life!? " I raised my voice.

" I did it to protect you! " she raised her voice to match mine.

" Protect me from what!? "

" Your father!! " she screamed.

I shrunk back. My mother never screamed, ever. Only when she was scared or furious. I wasn't sure which.

" My father? " I asked, cautiously. My father had died when I was 3..or at least that was what I was told.

She nodded. " Your real father. "

I looked at her in confusion. I thought my real father was dead..

She took a deep breath. " Before you where born..we had Zayn. Your father and I had agreed to wait to have more children...but then I got pregnant with you. "

She looked at me to make sure I was still listening. I nodded for her to go on.

" You were born and your father instantly hated you..he didn't want a baby, much less a girl. He was an odd man. " she shook her head in memory of him.

" He agreed to stay with me and see how things worked out, but by the time you where three he left. And he took Zayn with him. "

I sat there, trying to comprehend it all. So Zayn was my brother..and our father hates me..this was too much information being thrown at me at once.

I put my head in my hands as I let it all sink in. I always knew me and Zayn somewhat looked alike but I didn't think that it actually meant anything.

I needed to call Zayn and tell him.

I pulled my phone out of my pocket and dialed his number.

" What are you doing? " my mom asked.

" Calling Zayn. " I answered.

" You can't tell him. " she said quietly.

" He deserves to know! " I fired back.

She sighed and didn't answer. Good.

His voice was music to my ears as he answered the phone. "Hello?"

" Zayn...we really need to talk. " I said with a sigh.

(A/N: SURPRISE SURPRISE!!! Plot twist, Stella is a Malik!! It took me an hour to write this and it's not even that long oh gosh..please vote and comment <3 )