Louis' long lost sister

Chapter twelve

It was two days later now and the day I was going to see my other mom. Mom and dad both agreed to letting me go and gave me a few questions they wanted me to ask. It took a little bit of convincing they did say yes eventually. Louis and I were in a car on our way to the prison that she was held at.

We pulled up to very tall gates with barbed wire at the top. The boy's driver pulled up to the security window and they let us in. We parked in the small parking lot next to the building and slowly got out of the car.

I'm nervous to see my mom. I mean, she isn't really my mom but I still call her that. She raised me. Louis sensed my nervousness and grabbed my hand. We walked in silence into the building. When we got in, we walked to the front desk where there was a officer in a blue uniform and her blonde hair was in a bun behind her head.

"Hello, how may I help you?"

"Hello, we're here to see Denise Wilson"

"Names?"

"Freya and Louis Tomlinson"

"Okay just go through those doors and do the required security search. They will tell you where to go from there" I thanked her and we stepped through the doors with Louis. We had to take off all metals and our shoes and walk through a metal detector. After that we were led into a large room with many tables in it. Most were filled by people in orange jump suits and people in normal clothes. Louis and I sat at an open table and no more than a minute later I saw my mom walk in. She looked different. It's only been like a month. Her hair didn't seem to have it's normal shine and her face was missing her natural glow. The guard walked her to the table and un cuffed her. She looked up and looked at me and her mouth formed a huge smile.

"Oh my god! Freya, baby! I've missed you so much! How are you?" Her eyes drifted to Louis sitting next to me "Who's this?"

"Um this is Louis, my brother. I've been good I guess. How have you been?"

"I've been better. And it's nice to meet you Louis" Louis just nodded still unhappy that I'm doing this.

"Listen, um Denise, I came here today because I want your side of the story. I need to know why you did it."

"Okay just don't be angry at me okay?" I nodded and she continued "Well your father, or Richard I guess, and I had just lost our daughter Freya and we had no clue what to do. She was only a year old when she passed. We saw you and your brother one day while I was at work and he was dropping off my lunch. You looked so close to Freya. We thought if we could somehow get you, you could be passed off as our daughter. It started off as a joke but as time went on, we started to actually plan. The day we took you was the best day of our lives. We had to work out a fake birth certificate and everything so that's why you started school a little later than everybody else. We need you Freya. You were the best thing that ever happened to me. I love you. You're my daughter." That's where Louis cut in.

"She isn't your daughter."

Denise sighed "I know that, Louis. She was the closest thing though. I was there for everything. Her first tooth, first time she fell off her long board and got a huge scrap up her leg, the times she would wake up in the night screaming, should I continue?" We both shook our heads. "I love you, Freya. Until I'm out of here, can you promise to visit me often?"

"I'm not sure I can do that, Denise. I'm with my real family and I need to spend time with them. I've spent the last seventeen years with you. It's their turn. Maybe I can visit you once a month. I love you, too; It's also that you kidnapped me and I'm not sure my family would be happy with me seeing you all the time." Denise started to tear up and I could hear a slight sniffle every now and then from her.

She turned to Louis, looked straight into his eyes, and started to talk. "Please promise me that you'll take care of her. She's may not be my biological child but she is my world. Don't let her get hurt and if she is, you better be right there for her. Be carful with your fans too." Louis gave her a puzzled look and she answered the unsaid question "Yes Louis, I know who you are. I know all about One Direction. I kept tabs on you and your family growing up to make sure Freya never bumped into one of you on the street. You actually came to Leeds for a concert once so I took Freya on a trip to my moms house for the two days you were there."

"I promise I won't let Freya get hurt. I will be there for her through everything. I love her as well. The fans will be taken care of soon."

We talked for another few minutes before we had to say goodbye. We weren't allowed to hug or touch during the visit but were permitted one hug on the way out. She hugged Louis and then hugged me for even longer. She would have stayed like that if it wasn't for the guard pulling her away and hand cuffing her. We said goodbye and we walked out. As soon as we walked out of the prison we were bombarded with reporters and flashes. Louis wrapped an arm around me and advised me to keep my head down. The reported were throwing out many questions.

"We recived an anonymous tip that your were visiting the women who kidnapped you, is that true?"

"What did you say to her"

"What were you talking about?"

"Did you guys leave on good terms?"

"Do you plan on going back to her when she gets out?"

By now we were at our car and were able to escape the flashes. Our driver had to honk to get the reporters out of the way and was eventually able to wiggle out of the slot and pull away. The ride home was quiet.

When we got back to the house, everybody was waiting in the lounge. I sat down in between Gabby and Harry. Louis remained standing by the tv. Nobody talked for a little sensing there might be some tension depending on how it went. Gabby was the one to break the silence. "So how'd it go?"

"I found out everything I needed. When they find Richard I'll still want to talk to him but I'm content for now."

"That's good. You look a little tired though. You and Jake head upstairs and crawl into bed while I grab some small snacks and we can all cuddle while watching movies on your laptop." I nodded and Jake stood up. I walked over to him and jumped on his back while he took me to my room. He placed me on my bed and then ran downstairs to ask Gabby for a movie option. It took him longer than expected to get back.

"Hey, what took you so long?"

"Your brothers and his friends. They didn't like the fact that we were planning to cuddle and were asking me stuff about my intentions with you. I had to break it to them that I don't exactly bat for that team and they all paled. It was hilarious. That Harry sure seems to be interested in you. Louis may have looked angry but Harry looked jealous." I made a loud 'pft' sound and threw a pillow at him.

In no time it was the the middle of the movie Frozen and I could hear a snoozing Gabby above my head. I was currently resting my head on her chest and Jake's was nuzzled into her neck. I felt my eyes slowly starting to droop and it wasn't long until sleep took over.

I woke up to find that we were all still in that position and the five dweebs were in the door way. "What do you guys want?"

I closed my eyes again and heard a thick Irish accent speak up. "Louis here wanted to check on you and we were called up because apparently you guys looked adorable. Which is true."

"Would you like to join us, Niall?" I got a reply in the form on him jumping into the bed and laying almost on top of Gabby. Soon, I felt more and more people crawling up. I felt a pair of strong arms around me and turned to see Harry looking at me. I smiled and went back to Gabby's chest. Jake had already awoken and adjusted to fit all the extra boddies but Gabby was still asleep. Liam was at the end of the bed so he took a picture of the eight of us all squeezing onto my bed. I don't know why he took that. Probably for twitter. I snuggled up to Gabby even more and I felt Harry tighten his grip on me. That's how I fell asleep in a queen sized bed with One Direction and my two best friends.