What is going on. I'm so... Overwhelmed. I have a brother, my mom (or so I thought was my mom) isn't actually my mom, and my real mom lives half way across the world. Cool.
"S-So you just want me to leave tonight and stay there? Mom that's a lot to take in. I don't know... It's too much. I don't know how to get there or anything- wait. Do they know I'm coming?" I ask. I would like to know if they knew I was coming. "Weeeeell, um... Everyone likes surprises!"
"MOM! Or um, Janet sorry I guess you're not my mom-" "Grace don't say that. Blood related or not I will always be your mother and you will always be my little girl." I smiled, "Thanks mommy. I love you. Anyway, I can't just show up on their doorstep and be like "AYO BITCHES YOUR LONG LOST SISTER/DAUGHTER IN THE HIZZ-AYYYY" I said trying my best to be gangsta, and failing since I'm a small white girl.
My mom laughs, "oh sweetie. You don't have the balls to do that." She said laughing again. I jokingly sighed, "I know..." I said also laughing. "Lets start packing, ueah? We only have 6 hours to pack up everything." I glance at the clock and yep. She was right... We have a shitload of work to do."
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Hours pass, my mom and I turned up some music and made packing actually fun. I loved when my dad wasn't home... I actually felt safe.
"And that's the last of it!" My mom yells in relief. "Finally! Hahah! Oh snap, it's 6. We better start heading to the airport so I can get through security and all that fun airport stuff." I turn around to face my mom, but only to see she's about to cry. "Oh mom... Stop it! You're going to make me cry." I say
Bb already feeling the tears coming. Next thing I know we're hugging the life out of each other and bawling our eyes out.
"Mom we better get going." I say, finally wiping away the tears and getting myself together. "You're right, let's go."
We gather all my stuff and pack it in the car. Next thing I know we're off to the airport.
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"I guess this is goodbye." I whisper, holding back the tears. "Oh sweetie, we're gonna see each other again I promise. I love you." "I love you too, mom. I better get going." I lean in for a hug and squeeze my mother as hard as possible. She returns the hug and I get my bags and go.
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So I'm on the plane, thousands of feet in the air, and then I realize...where the hell am I going to find my so called brother? Oh god. What have I gotten myself into? What if he doesn't like me? What if he thinks I'm weird? What if he doesn't believe me? What if my real mother thinks that too?
Oh no. This can't be good. I'm freaking out! Can't we turn this plane around- "Please fasten your seatbelts, the plane will be landing in just a few minutes." Said the pilot over the intercom. Just my freaking luck. I guess there's no turning back now. I fasten my seatbelt and feel the place go downwards. Cheers to my new life.
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As of now, I'm in a weird ass British taxi driving to a hotel. Everything is so different here. I just stare out the window at amazement. Maybe it won't be so bad staying here for a little...
I continue gazing out the window when I felt the taxi come to a stop. I pay him with my credit card and get my bags and make my way to my hotel. I check in and made my way upstairs to my room.
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Finally, I'm all settled in. I just have my toiletries to unpack. I open the bag and there was a piece of paper on top. It was from my mom. Jeez, this women really planned this thing out. It had an address on it. Whaaaat? I grab my phone and dial my mom.
"Hello?"
"Hey mom, whats this address in my bag about?"
"Ah, Grace! I forgot you got a new number! How is everything?"
"Haha, mom! Answer me!"
"Oh, that's Liam's address."
"O-Oh. That's um-, okay..."
"Sweetie, go meet him! Please!"
"Uhm, I'll think about it..."
"Please!!"
".....fine."
"Yes! Tell me how it goes. Bye love you"
With that, she quickly hung up. Cool. Well I guess it's time to meet my brother..
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I grabbed a taxi and asked him to take me to Liam's house. He laughed and said he gets asked to go there all the time... I don't know what he meant by that but okay...
The taxi come to a stop and I freeze. What am I going to say? Oh god. I think might be sick. I quickly pay the guy and get out of the car because I needed some air. I take my time walking up to the door. I haven't been so nervous in god knows how long... I gulp and knock quietly on the door.
Someone slowly opens the door and a tall tan-ish boy with brown hair stands there. Is this him?
"Oh god... Are you a fan? I love you all so much but this is my home and I need privacy-" The hell? Fans? Oops, must have the wrong house.
"I'm so sorry," he looked shocked that I didn't have an accent. "I must have the wrong house. I'm not a fan... Not to offend you but I don't really know who you are. I'm looking for-" I glance down at the paper reading his name. "Liam Payne. Is he like your neighbor or something? Please tell me he is because if no I'm so screwed-" "Um, I'm Liam Payne... And, who are you?"
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I know I said that the other boys would be in this chapter, but I thought I'd save them for the next one x) sorry if it's starting off slow and boring. It's getting excited soon I swear! Haha, okay buh bye :) <3
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Same Mistakes. ( A One Direction Fan Fiction.)
FanfictionMy name is Grace Payne, I'm 18 years old, and this is my story about how I found out Liam Payne of One Direction is my brother and how I fell in love with his best friend.