Secrets (Zayn Malik)

Chapter 17

They were all anxious.

She was like a ticking time bomb that was set to go off in just a few moments.

No one expected that.

No one expected her to be a Styles by blood.

But there was one person in the room who always had the feeling there was something there between Harry and Alyson. Sure her eyes were hazel, but most of the time they were a dark green, slightly darker than Harry’s and closer to Gemma’s.

One person who always observed but never spoke to anyone about his observations. He always saw that resemblance between them but he was too scared to say anything about it. He always thought that it was just a coincidence that they look somewhat alike and they have the same birthday because what were the chances of her ending up Harry’s sister?

That person?

Louis Tomlinson.

Anne’s eyes widened as the words left the doctor’s mouth, looking at Alyson.

Harry looked like he’d seen a ghost as he looked between his mother and Alyson, shock not letting him speak.

Both Zayn and Liam walked a bit closer to Alyson, scared that she’ll blow up, still shocked themselves at the news.

Niall walked towards Louis as he gripped his best friend’s arm, stopping him from doing something stupid.

Louis…he was shocked. Shocked that his theories were true. Shocked that his best friend was his sister’s real brother. Shocked that just a few days ago they were talking about her finding her real parents and it actually happened, by accident. Shocked that the one person, other than his mother, who was like a mother-figure to him had actually given up her daughter at birth and kept the other twin. But what he mostly felt was fear. Fear of losing his sister now that she found out who her parents were. And Anger. Anger because the hours she spent outside that orphanage in the damn cold snow weather, Harry was wrapped up in a blanket in his mother’s arms, warm and cozy. Anger because the weeks she spent in the hospital because of pneumonia at only two days old, Harry was healthy at home, being fed by his mother with no worries. Anger because the months she spent in that orphanage, with no warmth and love that comes from a mother and a father, Harry had those. Anger because Harry never mentioned a twin sister…Anger because it was obvious Anne was nowhere near looking for the child she gave up at birth.

As for Alyson, she was surprisingly calm. But they do say that calmness comes before the storm, right? She was shocked. She was hurt. She was disappointed. She was disappointed because she always thought that her real parents didn’t have kids because obviously that’s why they gave her up. But to know that they had two kids who kept talking about how wonderful their mother and father were, pained her. Why was she different from Harry? What was so special about him that wasn’t found in her?

But as if on cue, and to just pain her even more, Harry spoke up.

“Y-You said…You said that…my twin sister died…at birth.” He said as he looked at his mother.

This caused Niall to hold onto Louis even tighter as Liam wrapped his arm around Alyson, as Zayn held her hand in his.

Died at birth? She told them I died at birth? To that extent?! She didn’t want me to that extent?!

“We found extra blood at the clinic a few minutes down and they’re bringing some now!” A nurse told the doctor as he stood in between the shocked group.

“Good, the moment they get here, begin with the transfusion.” The doctor understood what was going on, as the shock on everyone’s faces explained that they had no clue they were related.