I didn't really understand my life until now. I never knew what I wanted to do in life. I had the same old boring routine I have been doing for practically my whole life. I stared at my sky blue wall for what felt like hours. I didn't know why I felt so alone. I was always on my own. Why now? Why did I feel so lonely now? I was snapped out of my thoughts when I heard my dad call for me.
"Sweetie come down stairs please!" My dad called from downstairs.
"Coming!" I replied.
I quickly put on my TOMS and ran downstairs. I looked at my dad who had a concerned look on face.
"What's going on?" I asked.
" Your mother and I have decided it was time for you to know something."
"Wh-what?" I asked worriedly.
"We wanted you to know that we found your brother." My mother said.
I was shocked. "M-my brother?"
"Yes dear. They found your brother."
"Where is he?" I asked. "Do you think you can be his foster parents too?"
"Sweetie he is turning eighteen and so are you. You guys are twins, and he is willing to live with you." My foster dad explained.
"When do I meet him?" I asked.
"Whenever you want. Here is his address, " my mother said handing me a slip of paper.
I grabbed the paper my bag and skateboard and headed out the door. I rode a couples miles down the road until I found it. I kicked my board up and headed towards the door. Suddenly I was nervous. Even though he wanted to meet me was I really ready for this? was I really ready to meet him and be with him? shrugged the nerves off and went up towards the door. I rang the door bell and I couldn't believe my eyes. It was the one person I had despised my whole life...Harry Styles.
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What do ya think? I know it's kinda bad... The other chapters will be long. But don't worry my lovelies it will get better. What do ya think will happen? this is my first wattpad story. But I have read plenty. If u want me to read your story don't hesitate to ask.
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