Oh How I Wish That Was Me (One Direction Fan Fiction)

Chapter 8

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Chapter 8

(Niall's P.O.V.)

She release my hug and sat down. "Niall." She said looking up at me.

"Yeah love?" I said grabbing her hand and sat down next to her.

Then she grabbed it harder. I looked into her green orbs, I could see the frustration and sadness. "Uhh, I have a br-brother."

I could see in her face there was confusion. "You have a what?"

"I have a brother." she stood up and paced back-and-forth. "I have a brother that I never knew about. No one ever told me! I could have been safe. I could have been safe!" I looked at the ground, I felt bad for her. "And do you wanna no the weirdest part?"

I nodded. "I know who he is. Like I met him before and he didn't even know who I was." A tear rolled down her face. I stood up and give her a hug. I kissed her on the head and said, "Who is it?"

She looked up into my eyes. "Liam." she whispered.

I was so shocked that I couldn't even speak.

"Niall?" she said waving her hand other my face. "Niall? Say something!"

"I don't know what to say, love. But you have to tell him."

"Niall can we just go home and I will tell him tomorrow."

Before we left Hope had to fill some papers and we were on are way.

When we got home we went to bed right away. I snuggled up to her and put my arm around her. This felt right. I wanted this to last forever. I really liked her.

"Niall?"

"Yeah love?"

"Thank you so much. I wouldn't know what to do with out you."

"Your welcome." I waited a bit and said, "Love?" but she didnt respond. She must of been asleep. "I think I'm falling for you" I whispered and fall asleep.

(Hope's P.O.V.)

I woke up in someones room. I sat up and looked around. But then it hit me, I'm in Nialls room. Then all the memories flooded through my mind. I tear ran down my face. I though about my grandmother passing away, about what would have happened if I never was in the hospital that one day, and what if Jeff found me. More tears came down my face. What if Jeff hurts me again?

Maybe I should tell Niall, my 'new' brother, and the other boys what's wrong with me.

I got lost in my thoughts but snapped out of it. I wiped my tears and jumped in the shower. I didn't wash my hair, just my body. I got out feeling clean and I changed. I wore Niall's baggie sweat pants and sweat shirt.

Thank god. I thought to myself. Thank god I don't have to work. But I think I'm gonna quit.

I ran down stairs to see Harry cooking. "Smells good Harry!" I said smiling.

"Thank you love, you can have whatever Niall doesn't eat." Whats with the boys calling me love? What, they don't no my name?

I laughed and nodded. I grabbed a plate and got whatever was left.

I sat down and gobbled down my food. I don't remember the last time I had something good to eat. When I was younger me and my dad would cook before my mom went to work. When I got older and my parents died, Jeff didn't really feed me anything. Twice a week he would feed me a piece of bread like I was some poor peasant. Then I notice my cheeks were wet. I must of been crying. And Harry asked me if I was ok. I wiped my eyes and nodded.