I woke up to a splash of water on my face.
"Ew! What the hell?" I asked, looking around. Sierra was next to me with a half-empty water bottle in her hand.
"You were going crazy." Sierra said.
"What?" I asked, looking out at the darkness. I was at the cemetary. How did I get here?
"You left Kayla's, Kayla called me right after you left, worried. I knew you would come here, and when I got here, you were acting like a crazy chick, scratching the headstone, yelling Liam's name."
"Oh." It all seems like a blur. Last thing I remember is walking up to mom's -UGH I mean Sara's- grave.
"I guess you needed to let it out. Feelin better?" She asked.
"Yeah." I said. And I did.
"Ok. Lets get outta here." Sierra helped me up and walked me to my car.
"I agree." I smiled.
"Get home and get some sleep. You need it." Sierra said.
"Thanks, Sierra-Mist, what would I do without you?" I asked, using Sierra's nickname I gave her.
She smiled. "Its nothing. Thats what besties are for. And without me, you would probably be on drugs. I gotta go. Call ya later!" She said, then walked off to her car. I got in my car and smiled to myself. I really did feel better, letting all my rage go. I turned my car on, and the radio immediatly turned on, too.
The song that was on was 'What makes you Beautitful.'
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LIAM'S POINT OF VIEW
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I woke up at 10:56 am to my cell phone going off. I groaned and picked it up. Its Zayn. What does he want.
"Hello?" I asked, groggly.
"Hey man, Paul wants to know when your coming back." He asked.
"I dont know." I said, rubbing my eyes.
"Well, figue it out. Simon wants us to do a concert soon."
"How soon?" I asked, yawning.
"In less than a month." Zayn said.
"I will probably be back a while after Liana comes." I said.
"Which is when?"
"I dunno."
"Come on, Liam! I need days!" Zayn cried.
"Let me think about it! I just fricken woke up!" I snapped, feeling guilty afterward.
"Fine, yesh. Call me back when your in a better mood." Zayn grumbled, the hung up.
I sighed and put my cell phone back on the nightstand. I sat up and put on some jeans and a T-Shirt, then walked downstairs. Halfway down, I heard mum's laughter. And when I got all the way down, I figured out why. They, as in Mum, Dad, Ruth, and Nicola, were watching a video of Liana.
"Hey, Liam! Sit! This is the first one we watched, and the first one Liana did, I guess she labeled the dates." Mum said, patting the spot next to her. I smiled and sat between her and Ruth. Mum clicked play and on the screen came a 6 year old girl who had long brown hair in high pigtails, her front tooth missing, wearing a pink shirt and gym shorts, and a girl who looked like me when I was 6. Next to her was a girl with super-curly crazy blonde hair and a crooked smile, wearing a blue shirt and matching shorts.
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FanfictionLianas friends always told her she looked like Liam Payne, from One Direction. But Liana would lie and say, "No,". Now her 'mother' is dead, and Liana finds out that she was stolen, and is really Liam Paynes long-lost twin sister. And worse, is Harr...
