When Two Worlds Collide

My long lost twin

I couldn't believe what I was seeing. The person I had hated the most was standing in front of me.

"Hello love, would you like an autograph?"

"Ugh please," I scoffed.

He titled his head in confusion.

"Please don't act shocked. There are some people in this work who don't fancy you," I spat.

"In guessing you one of them."

"I was sent here by Delise. Delise Wollow,"

"Oh umm yes please come in!" He smiled.

I walked into his flat which was huge. I noticed two guys eating. I think they were Niall and Louis. I sat down on the couch next to Zayn. I smiled awkwardly and continued to look down at my feet. I couldn't handle anything. I was mentally or physically prepared to find out what I did. I heard Harry's dumb voice and wished he would just shut up. If he was supposedly the only person that I could go to I would rather be alone.

"What is your name love?" Zayn asked.

"Veronica. But you better call me Vicky. If any of you call me Veronica I will snap your neck," I warned.

Niall slowly took his food and his behind the counter. I knew that I was sort of rude, but it was the only way I could protect myself. I had lived a complicated and stupid life. I couldn't risk anything else happening to me. I kept my distance from everyone whether I wanted to or not.

"Please don't hurt me!" Niall cried out.

"Don't worry your the only member of this dumb buy band I don't want to kill," I said.

With that all of the guys became freaked out and joined Niall by the table. I shirted it off abc noticed Harry come back into the living room with a large yellow envelope. He handed it to me and as I slowly opened it the boys came by my side again. I looked over at them and then back at the envelope. I tore the top part open and took out the crisp letter. It had fine print and was kind of cold. I plopped back down on the couch casually and started to read the letter. The more I read the more I regretted it. By the end of the letter tears welled up in my eyes and my jaw was dropped. I jolted up from the couch And crumpled the letter up. Then I briskly walked over to the trash can and threw it in. I grabbed my phone off the couch and headed out the door. I grabbed my skateboard by the door and slammed it shut. Before j could ride away I felt a strong arm grab my hand with a firm grip. I tried getting out if his grip but it was useless. I looked back to see Liam grabbing me.

"Wait. Don't leave. I don't know what the letter said but running away is never the answer," Liam stated.

"Look I have been running my whole life. You don't need to act like you care about me," I said.

"Come back inside let me hear your story. If you still feel like I or any of is don't care then you can leave and I promise nobody will try and stop you," he promised.

I nodded my head and walked back into the house with him. I made him let go of my hand and kept my distance. I sat down in the couch in between Niall and Louis and started to tell then my story.

"I have lived with my foster parents for as log as I can remember. I never really cared about my actual parents and never wondered about them because they never cared. When I was abut five till u was seven I never enacted anything more than knowing who my real parents were. My Foster parents and I looked everywhere, but we never found them. I was starting to think that they never really cared for me. I shut everyone out after that, even my foster parents. They got upset but tried helping me. No Mather how rude I was to them they never got mad. I never really got close to them and kept to myself for the most part. When I started secondary school I got bullied a lot. I started hanging with the wrong crowds and dated people I regret. After that I never really had friends and I promised myself that I wouldn't date anymore douche bad bitches. I couldn't handle being a target or doing things j regretted. I got hurt and I was just torn. I never talked about it with anyone. I act all tough cause I don't want to get hurt again. The tougher I am the more people want to stay away from me, and that's exactly how I like it. I never let my emotions get the best of me and I never let anyone in,"

Everyone stayed silent for what felt like hours. Before I knew I wastage center of a group hug. I hated hugs. But I let this one slide. It felt good. I felt like somebody cared.

"I promised we would care," Liam whispered.

"Thank you," I responded.

"What did the letter say?" Louis asked after we were siting again.

"My foster parents said that they found a relative. He is my twin brother."

"So who is the lucky lad?" Liam asked.

"You." I smiled.

"Liam James Payne it looks like you have a twin Veronica Vicky Payne," Louis cheekily smiled.

"Louis bout-to-be-dead Tomlinson! Do you want to get hurt,"

"I would be honored to be hurt by you," he winked.

I laughed and started chasing him around the house. I immediately stopped and fell to the floor. Before I knew it the room became black.

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