Chapter 1-Truth and Moving

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A/N Hi everyone!! So, this is my first story and I don't really know how good it is!! I am writing this on my iPad, so I can't change the text style!!!! I'm really nervous about this, so please leave comments, good or bad!!!!!!

I use my name in this! I changed my last name a bit, my sisters name, and my moms name!!!!!

Anywho my little Doritos (hehe, that's my name for you guys!), enough of my rambling!!!! Enjoy!!!!!

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*Harry's P.O.V.*

This is it. Moving over to New York to meet my real family. This has to be one of the craziest days ever!

~Flashback~

I woke up this morning not to my alarm clock, but to my mom and sister talking. I leaning up on my bed to find my room completely empty. "That's weird" I thought. I got up and saw an outfit layed out for me, it was the only thing in the room besides my bed.

I changed into the outfit and walked downstairs to see my mother and sister standing in the living room with a couple of suitcases.

"Are we moving?" I asked my mom.

She sighed and responded "we're not, you are."

"What do you mean mom?"

My mom sighed and walked up to me. She placed a hand on my shoulder. "sweetie, I hate to tell you this. But you're adopted."

Those words made my world freeze. It felt like everything was going in slow motion.

"But how? Why am I leaving if you adopted me?" I asked, still in my shocked faze.

"Because we think it's time that you go back to your real family."

"Do the boys know? Does Simon know?"

"Yes, they know. Your family was the one to tell them."

"But we're am I going?"

"New York."

WHAT?! How in bloody hell am I I moving to New York?

"But wait, how do I have a British accent if I'm from New York?"

"You were born here and your mom couldn't handle a baby at the time. So she put you up for adoption and left."

Okay, now this is crazy! First I find out I'm adopted, now I learn that I could be something totally different than british? TO. MUCH. TO. HANDLE!!!!!! But first, I need to know somethings.

"Who is my new family?"

"The O'Sullivan's"

"What cultures are they?"

"Irish, Italian, and French Canadian."

"Do they have kids?"

"Two girls."

"Who's picking me up from the airport?"

"We have arranged for a driver to pick you up and take you to the house. Any more questions?"

"No."

"Good! Now get your stuff. Paul's waiting outside with your car. The boys will visit you in a few days." I could see she had tears built up in her eyes. I gave her a hug and kissed her cheek.

"I guess this is goodbye."

"I guess so." she laughed.

I let go of her and walked over to Gemma. "bye gem. Take care of the house and mum. I'm gonna miss you."

She engulfed me in a hug. "I will. I'm gonna miss you too! Now go, you've got a plane to catch." We let go and I grabbed the suitcases.

I looked back one more time before walking over to the car with Paul waiting for me in it. I guess this is the last ill be seeing this house.

~Flashback over~

*At the airport in New York*

I got off the plane and walked towards the baggage claim.

It's about 11 pm now that I've gotten off. Once I got my bags, I walk towards the man with the sign that says 'Harry styles'. He lead me towards the car and put my bags in the trunk. I got in and told the man the address Paul had given me back in England.

We soon arrived at a white, somewhat medium sized house. It's across the street from a school, so I'm assuming my new sisters go there. The man took the bags out of the trunk for me and left. I grabbed my bags and headed for the door.

*Maddie's P.O.V.*

Mom told me and Hannah about our brother today. I wasn't too excited, but Hannah was bouncing off the walls once she found out his name is Harry. Mom also said he is going to arrive any minute now since its already 11 pm.

Me and Hannah had already showered and changed into our pjs, but weren't going to bed anytime soon.

It's now 11:30 and Hannah was reading away on her iPad/Wattpad thing. I saw a car pull up outside from my bedroom window. The boy got out and the driver got his bags for him.

He must be Harry (-_-)

I watched as he climbed up the steps to our door. He rang the door bell and I ran down the stairs to open it.

I opened it and my mood became extremely bad. Infront of me, was none other than Harry Styles from stupid a$$ one dimension! I think I'll have a little fun with this!

I called up to Hannah, as I was still facing Harry "HANNAH! YOUR BOYFRIEND FROM ONE DIRECTION'S HERE!" this is gonna piss her off!

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