Secrets (Zayn Malik)

Chapter 19

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Tracing his wings and lip tattoo over and over, she couldn’t help but kiss it over and over again as he was sound asleep. She loved the way it matched her lips perfectly, making her feel special.

Only if she knew.

She looked at his face as his long thick eyelashes made her a tad bit jealous of their perfectness. His perfect cheekbones and jawline making her wonder how someone was able to look so perfect with no effort whatsoever. But what she loved most was how, when he would be asleep, his lips would be in a pout, making him adorable and hot at the same time. Something she didn’t know was possible up until she met Zayn Malik.

She smiled as the events of last night played through her mind again, making her insides go crazy. She remembered every single touch, every single kiss and every single laugh that they shared. The way he was so gentle with her made her feel so special and loved.

But what made this time different from the others was the fact that she wasn’t going to run from him anymore.

She was his.

He was hers.

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“Ready?” He asked her as they entered the stadium.

“Not really.” She answered.

“Hey, look at me.” Zayn told her.

She looked up at him with sad eyes.

“I’m here with you, okay? You don’t have to talk to anyone if you don’t want to. And as soon as we’re finished, we have to have that talk that was rudely interrupted by the damn phone call.”

She couldn’t help but giggle. “What’s there to talk about?”

He smirked as he wrapped his arms around her waist. “The fact that you’re mine.”

“Oh really? And who told you that?”

“Your screams last night told me that.”

Her eyes widened as she blushed, making him laugh. “Zayn!”

“I knew it! I knew you would end up together!”

They both turned around to be met with a pair of baby blue eyes belonging to an annoying Irish lad.

Zayn smiled at him as Alyson blushed, again.

“Oh, Liam owes me 50 bucks! He thought it would take a few more months for you two to end up together!”

“Alyson?”

Alyson tensed at the familiar voice as she closed her eyes.

“Alyson, I couldn’t sleep at all last night.”

She turned to lock eyes with the green orbs she’s grown to love, like a brother of course. “Harry…”

“Please don’t blame me. If I had known from the start, believe me I would have spent everything I own to find you. I always felt as if something was missing throughout my whole life and now that I’ve found out that you’re my sister, that feeling’s gone. All I’m asking is for you to accept me as a brother and let me get closer to you and spoil you like a brother should. Let me beat up any guy that tries to hurt you and get into stupid fights with you. Let me come to you when I need someone to talk to. Please don’t keep me out of your life. I’ve known you for four years now and I want to know how the first 16 years of your life were. I want to joke around with you and annoy you like a brother usually does. Please Alyson…I’m not asking you to change your family name nor am I asking you to leave your family because that is the last thing on my mind. You don’t know how happy I am that you ended up in the arms of Johannah instead of another person. You don’t know how relieved I am to know that you were raised in her loving home and I’m forever grateful to her that she raised you to be such an amazing young woman. Please Alyson, don’t push me away.”

She couldn’t put up the strong façade anymore. His words broke her. But at the same time, they healed her in a way. Sure she was jealous that he experienced the love and care of Anne and Des but that didn’t make her hate him. She could never hate Harry. And she had no excuse of pushing him away.

So she didn’t.

She didn’t push him away this time.

This time, she ran into the embrace of Harry.

Her brother.

Her brother who felt as if the weight was lifted off his shoulders as he hugged his sister tightly while she cried into his chest.

“I love you so much, Aly.” He whispered to her.

“I love you too, Harry.” She cried.

“I’m sorry for everything my mother did.”

“You don’t have to be sorry. It’s not your fault.” She told him.

But as she opened her eyes, she was met with wide blue eyes as she pulled away from Harry’s embrace.

“After everything…” He started.

“Louis…”

“You forgive him just like that?”

“It’s not his fault.”

“No, I understand. He’s Harry Styles. Everyone loves Harry. What is he suddenly such a perfect brother? Everything I did for you, your whole life, is now erased because of him?!”

“Louis, I didn’t say that! Of course not!”

But it wasn’t Louis talking. It was his anger and jealousy. It was his fear. His fear that he’s going to lose his sister.

“What are you going to take their family name now? Alyson Styles. Has a ring to it, don’t ya think?”

“Louis, please! You know how much I love you!”

“Oh, really now!? When you found out that I had been hiding the fact that you’re adopted, you ignored me for days! But Harry gets forgiven in just one damn day?”

“Louis, stop it!” Harry warned him.

“I was her brother first!” Louis yelled at him.

“Technically, I was.” Harry replied.

“Both of you stop!” Alyson yelled at them. “Don’t you see how damn ridiculous you’re being!?”

“Choose.”

Her eyes widened as she looked at Louis. “Excuse me?”

“Either me…or Harry.”

“Louis, you can’t actually make me choose!”

Both Harry and Louis crossed their arms as they looked at Alyson.

“Harry??” She asked as she looked at him.

He shook his head and looked to the ground, waiting for her answer.

“You know what? I don’t choose either of you dickheads.”

And with that, she left everyone standing there, speechless, as she walked into one of the dressing rooms and slammed the door shut, fed up with everything.

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