Louis' long lost sister

Chapter twenty seven

"Um, I'm sorry, what?" I asked the group of idiots.

"The song we sang for you two days ago, it was leaked." Niall rephrased.

I was shocked, I guess you could say. My mouth fell open slightly and I stared at a coffee ring on the table that Zayn's feet were propped up on. Everybody stared at me, gulit all over their faces. It took a few seconds to respond. "How?"

"We aren't 100% sure. We tried to get you the CD and when we tested it, the CD was blank. We didn't know what happened so when we got home a few hours later there were a few blog posts about it and it was all over twitter. Management is trying to find the source right now. Maybe somebody hacked into our computers and took it, we don't know. We promise you that we will get this all sorted out." Liam said speaking up.

"How could you let this happen?" I asked.

"It may have not been our fault. Like I said, somebody could have hacked into our computer."

"You're One Direction, you should be able to afford some anti hacking software or something!" I said while raising my voice.

"Freya, I don't think that actually exists..."

"I don't care! Invent it! People are going to know about my depression now! I'm not ready for this! " I begin hyperventilating. Louis walks up to me and puts a hand on my shoulder but I push it off. "Don't touch me!" The room starts spinning. I think this is an anxiety attack. I get them very rarely but when I do they can get very bad. I start to back out of the room and once I reach the door way I sprint to the front door and run outside.

I take off down the street with no clue where I'm going. Adrenaline is pumping through my veins and carries me farther than I thought I could ever run. The world has slowed down ever so lightly as I ran. It was no longer spinning and my feet were beginning to hurt. I slowed down my pace gradually and wound up in a sketchy section of town. I'm a small girl and it's almost sunset.

I walked with my hands crossed around the city. The sun set a few hours ago and I was beginning to grow tired. I decided to rest my feet on the first bench I saw which was outside a bar. There were a few motorcycles parked across from me. I sat there for a couple of minutes just thinking about what I will have to come back to when I go home.

It wasn't long before a tall, big man walked out of the bar and to his bike, He was wearing jeans and a leather jacket with a couple of patches sewn in various places. I was sat staring at his sleeve of tattoos and I guess he glanced over and saw me staring because he spoke. "Do you like them?"

I nodded. "What do they mean?" The man sat down and began describing each and ever one to me. After he finished describing his sleeve to me, I asked him if he had anymore and he rolled up his pant legs. There weren't quite as many there but he still went into detail about each and every one. When he was almost done, a bunch of people in similar outfits came out of the bar.There were a few women in the group but the men outnumbered them still. A short man towards the front called out to the man sitting next to me

"Hey Gruff, you told us you would be leaving like an hour ago! Isn't your wife going to be mad?"

"Oh shit you're right!" He stands up and rushes over to his bike. I watch them all get their helmet on and hop on their bikes. Gruff looks back to me. "You coming?"

Two things can come from this, I could die, or have fun. Let's do this shit.

I walked over to the bike and Gruff hands me his extra helmet. I climb behind him and wrap my arms around his waist. He pulls out of his spot and revs the engine. "Hold on" He begins driving and going left.

His friends from the bar end up following us but Gruff doesn't seem to mind. My hair is blowing behind me and it feels great. With the city lights racing past me, it feels like a scene from some cheesy movie. We arrive at a rather large home with about twenty motorcycles parked outside. Gruff pulls into the driveway and turns off his bike. We climb off and Gruff takes the helmet from my head. After that I followed him into the house.

This house is not what I accepted.

There were people, everywhere. Some were smaller kids, some looked like teens, and there were a bunch of adults. I could hear a children's show on in the background which I think is Peppa Pig. A few women were in the kitchen cooking some kind of food that smelt absolutely delicious. I look around and see everybody smiling laughing. Gruff puts his hand on my lower back similar to how Louis did earlier. "Not what you expected, huh?"

I shake my head. Gruff walks towards the kitchen and greets and blonde with high hair. They kiss followed by hug. The woman looks over Gruff's shoulder while hugging and spots me. "Honey, who's this?"

Gruff smiles and gestures for me to answer. "My name is Freya."

"That's a very lovely name." She smiles.. "Well, My name is Jane. I'm sure that my husband had a good reason for bringing you here to our little family. I'll have Dana's son, Ethan to bring in a chair for dinner." she pauses "Speakng of dinner. Go wash up. Dinner is just about done." Gruff led me to a bathoom where we washed our hands.

Then he took me to the dining room where there were about thirty chairs set up around the table. As we walked in a few other people in leather jackets were coming in and taking their seats. A tall boy around my age walked in holding a folding chair. He must be Ethan. He had green eyes and dark brown hair. This boy was actually really cute. Ethan put the seat down at the end of the table. Gruff sat down at the head of the table and I took the added on chair.

Eventually all the chairs were occupied and Jane gave the okay for people to dig in. We passed around plates, napkins were thrown around the room, and there was never a quiet moment. This is the best dinner I've had. At the end of the dinner when the conversation died down a little, came the question I was dreading, Across from me, Jane asked me a question. "So Freya, what brings you here with us tonight?" Almost all the attention from the table was on me.

I clean my face off with a napkin before I speak. "Well, I got into a fight with my brother and his friends and I began having an anxiety attack so I did my best to get myself out of the situation which resulted in me running for who knows how long. Eventually my legs grew tired so I walked for a few hous till the sun went down. When I got to the point where I felt like I couldn't even walk anymore I looked for a bench and the closest one was outside a bar. Soon, Gruff walked out and we somehow got on the topics of tattoos and we spent like an hour talking about his. Eventually he asked me if I wanted to come with him so I thought ' My life is already fucked up right now. Why Not?' and I climbed on that bike and I don't regret it one bit. This has been the best dinner of my life"

"Awe, poor girl" Jane started. "If you don't mind me asking, what was the fight about?"

I hesitated. "Well, they wrote me this beautiful song and I really loved it. it was about me and my, um, conditions. Then they told me that it was going to be on their next album and I wasn't really into that. It took me awhile to cozy up to them I'm not ready for the whole world to know about it. They understood and told me that I could get the only existing copy. Of course, two days later the song somehow leaked. I was already getting swarmed on twitter and it was all top overwhelming for me so that's when I ran."

Jane stands up and walks to my side, embracing me ina hug. "Oh honey, i'm so sorry. You can stay with us as long as you wish."

"Thank you." We drift back into different conversations and soon dessert is brought out. After we indulge in some pies, we all disperse and I get a tour of the house from Gruff.