Same Mistakes. ( A One Direction Fan Fiction.)

Grace is the name, and being useless is my game.

My name is Grace Payne, I'm 18 years old, and this is my story about how I found out that Liam Payne was my brother... And how I feel in love with his best friend.

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Chapter 1 

Graces POV  

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My name is Grace Payne and I'm 18. I'm tall, thin, and have long brown wavy hair. I guess you can say I'm pretty. I think I'm decent looking. I'm 5'8 and weigh about 120 lbs. I live in New York City and on the outside, I fake smiles and make everybody laugh, but on the inside I'm depressed and alone. I don't have many friends...or really any at all. I got bullied all through high school but finally I graduated a few months ago. My dads abusive and my mom is the only person I think I truly trust. But little did I know, that in just one day, my life completely turned upside down and a roller coaster of drama, lies, love, heart break, laugher, and joy has started.

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Dear Diary, 

It's just a normal day... Well normal for me. Absolutely terrible for most people. My dad.. Doesn't really um, like me. He abuse me, my dads an alcoholic but my mom is my best friend. I don't know what I would do without her. It's been like this for as long as I can remember. I'm an only child, but I look nothing like my parents. Sometimes I feel like I was born into the wrong family... Or switched at the hospital. That would be nice. I just want to know what it's like to have a real family who cares about you. Well, I better go. Mom and Dad will be home soon. 

-Grace

I close my diary, and right as I do I hear the front door close. Here we go again.

"Grace! Come down here please!" my mom yells. I smile, knowing my dad won't be home until 9pm. I run down the stairs wondering what she wants. As I get closer to her, she has her head in her hands and she's sniffling... Wait, is she crying? "Mom?" I say, trying not to upset her. She looks up, tears in her eyes, face puffy, and nose runny and walks up to me.

Then, she hugs me. This wasn't a normal hug though... This was different. I just don't know why. I don't even care why she hugging me, I hug her back. "Whats wrong?" I ask, genuinely concerned. "I-I'm sorry." she sobs.

"What do you mean you're sorry?" "I'm sorry for making your life a living hell! I'm sorry for never trying to stop your father when he would hit you, I'm sorry for being a terrible mother, but most of all, I'm sorry for lying to you and I know you shouldn't forgive me but I needed to get this out-" "Wait, what? What did you lie about?" I cut her off.

"Come here." she said, waking toward the couches in the living room. "Since you're 18, and you're going to be leaving home soon, you need to know the truth." The truth about what? I'm so confused! "The truth about what..." I say, worried about if I even want to know the answer.

"Well, um. Sweet heart I don't know how to say this..." "Just spit it out already." I say, kind of annoyed.

"I'm sorry. But, I'm not your real mother... You have a brother. He's 19 and his name is Liam. He lives in England. Your father, is also his father. The reason you didn't know about him is because before you were born your real mother and your father had gotten a divorce. Your mother got custody of Liam and you weren't born yet. When you were born, you were given to your father as soon as you didn't need a mom anymore." She said, looking at me waiting for my reaction.

To be honest I didn't know how to react. I really had no idea. I just sat there with my jaw dropped and my eyes wide. Trying to get words out but they just wouldn't come. "W-what?" I finally spit out.

My mom put her hands in her purse looking for something. She found it and handed it to me. "Here." she said. "Take this and don't let your father find out." "What is it?" I ask. "A plane ticket. To London. I know its far away since we're in New York, but I want you to meet you real mom and I want you to have a good relationship with your brother. It's one way, but call me if you ever want to come back." She handed me the new iPhone5 and a credit card. "Your plane leaves tonight at 8, you're father doesn't have to know. And if he does, I'll take the blame." What the hell is going on. 

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So I've had this idea in my head for a while and now I've decided to put it in words. I'm sorry if this is bad! It'll get better I promise :) Liam and the rest of the boys are in the next chapter. I want this to be realistic, so that's why I didn't put them in :)

Sorry if it's short. Future chapters will be longer! Xx

I love all feedback! Good and bad! Just let me know if you like it or not! New chapter soon. 

Love you xx