>>later<<
Beeeep
The bell of the first day of school rang and I rush to my locker.
"Mom wants us straight home today." I hear my brother say.
"I was going there anyways. I don't like people." I explain while walking away, yet he is still following me.
Soon He starts babbling about something, but I don't care. I'm just trying to find Leah.
"Hey beauty, where's your beast?" I hear Leah say as if on quo Zayn comes to hug me from behind.
"Right here." He says, then greets me with a kiss on my cheek. "How was your first day?"
"Horrible."
"Oh, how come?"
"I don't like school."
"You never have."
"I never will."
Soon my brother and this new kid come up.
My eyes lock on to his astonishingly blue eyes.
"Hi, I'm Niall." He says with a perfect accent. An Irish accent.
Zayn squeezes his grip around me as I see jealousy fill his eyes.
"Im-"
"Bella." Zayn interrupts. "Her name is Bella. And I'm Zayn. Her boyfriend."
I look into his eyes, letting him know he shouldn't be jealous.
Niall is not my type. I'm more of a badboy kind of person, and that polo shirt and khakis that he's wearing shows his attitude toward school.
He likes school.
I'm not into that.
"Bella." I hear someone say, as I realize that I was staring back at Niall. "Come on, we have to go." My brother motions to leave.
I turn and give Zayn a big hug and a kiss, then go with my brother as he walks the opposite direction.
"So, Niall's new huh?" I say trying to make a conversation as we cross the street.
"Yeh." He responds shortly.
"Where's he from?" I ask, even though I can tell from his accent.
"Ireland."
"Hmm." Is all I manage to say??
The rest of the walk home was quiet. We both put in our headphones and walked. It wasn't very awkward unless you look at us. But this is how we worked. We may be twins, but we are the most different that people could be.
When we reach the house, I saw my father's car parked along the street. Strange. Considering the last time I saw that car was 2 years ago when he walked out on us with some sluty ass bitch.
"Dad?" My brother wonders as if he was thinking the same thing.
"Yeh I know." I say as I open the door, a little scared of what might lay inside.
"Dad?" He asks again once we step inside.
"Hey, Liam, buddy." My father says to Liam, my brother.
"Umm." Is all that comes out, and awkward fills the room.
"Where's mom?" I ask.
"Well, sweetheart-"
"Don't sweetheart me. I asked you a god Damn question. Stop trying to butter me up. Just answer it. Where is mom?!" I interrupt furiously.
"Damn. She always this way?" He asks Liam. Seriously?!
"Answer the question" Liam defends.
"Okay, Okay." He agrees. "Sit down." He motions as Liam and I take a seat on the couch and he plops down on the chair.
"Your mom, had an accident." He informs, right then my heart skips a couple beats.
"Wha-what do you mean?" Liam stutters.
"Your mom is in the hospital, she got in a car accident. Doctor says it's serious. We're not sure if she will make it another month."
No.
This can't be happening.
The person I hate most in this world is telling me that the persons I love the most in this world is technically gone.
I can't do this. I just can't. Starting to imagine a life without my mom starts in my head as tears stream down my face.
I rush out the door before I realized what I was doing.
I sit on the curb and break down, trying to figure out what to do next.
I take out my phone and dial Zayn's number.
-"Hey" he picks up.
"I'm done." I state.
-"what?!"
"My- my mom." I stutter between sniffles.
-"come over." He tells me as I get up and start to walk down the street, tears coming down my face.
When I get to his house he standing on his porch with open arms.
He hugs me tight with his warm, large arms. I sob into his chest as he places his chin on my head.
He rubs my back in circles, which clams me down. I sigh and he places his large hands on my arms.
"Look at me." He states, lifting my chin up so my eyes meet his.
"What happened?" He asks in a calming voice.
"My-my mom." I start while sitting on his porch chairs.
"Yes?" He sits down next to me.
"She g-got in a c-car accident. Sh-she, it-it's serious." I stutter and sniffle as Zayn wipes my tears away.
"Come on." He says, grabbing his keys behind him.
We hop into his car and he drives away.
"Where are we going?" I ask.
"The hospital." He states, placing his hand on mine. His hand is cold, which makes me flinch a little at first. "Lets see your mom, okay?" He asks in a calming voice, while rubbing circles with his thumb on my palm.
"Okay." I answer.
Soon we pull up to the hospital and ask the lady where Karen Payne is.
Room 305.
Liam is sitting outside the door. Hands cuffed in his face.
"Hey." He looks up at me. His eyes are red and swollen. Tear stains on his flushed cheeks.
"Hey." He responds in a ruff voice.
