Isn't She Lovely ~ (A One Direction FanFic)

Chapter 10

Emma's P.O.V.

What did he know that I was hiding. Worry washed over me. I tilted my head,. having no clue about what he was talking about. "I'm your brother." He stated. Shock was all I felt. "No this cant be. I know I thought it before but I thought it was crazy." He smiled at age shyly "I looked into our files. I saw it. I know. I also know about your sister. Elyssa. She looks just like you only you have lighter hair and she's taller. She's also been dead for almost 11 years. But I just don't know why you never told anyone." I darted out of the room, down the stairs and out of the flat. To my luck it was raining. He hurt me. He knew what I never wanted anyone to find out. He knew about my sister. All I did was run and I kept running. My legs started to hurt but I didn't care. I was drenched but I didnt care. My heart hurt but i did care. I stoped running to catch my breath. Not knowing where I was, I sat down. pulling my knees to my chest, I cried. I cried out all the tears I kept locked away.

Niall's P.O.V

Zayn and I sped out of the house. "We have to take a car or we'll never find her." He tossed me his car keys and he climbed inside. We had been driving for about 45 minutes, when Zayn saw something on the sidewalk. "STOP!" The car skidded to a halt. We stepped out and walked to the sidewalk. Sure enough, Emma was huddled in a ball, crying and shivering. I hurried and picked her up, carrying her to the car. "Zayn get the door." I gently placed her inside and crawled in next to her as I tossed Zayn the keys. He drove us back and we marched inside. Journea was crying in the corner, repeatedly screaming at Louis who was trying to comfort her. "Don't touch me!" Liam was trying to calm her down, and Harry was nursing his face and his...you know, with ice. Liam turned to us. "What happened? I leave for an hour and I come home to screaming an crying girls?!" Emma and Journea locked eyes. Emma nodded. Journea finally spoke after a long silence. "Harry knows."

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Journea's P.O.V.

After helping Emma get cleaned up, she and I both walked back downstairs where the boys were waiting for us. Emma and I had talked, and we were going to be honest with them. "We wanna talk to you." Niall asked, "What's going on?" Emma answered.

"We want to be completely honest with you guys." I started, "We both graduated last week and we just moved here. We're currently searching for an apartment as of tomorrow. I'm 17 and Emma's 18. She has 2 brothers and a deceased sister, whom Harry knows about by snooping in her files at the hospital." I paused as everyone turned to Harry. He threw his hands up in surrender. "I'm sorry. I wanted to know. I started to make a connection when I found out Emma and I had the same blood type. I'm really sorry Emma." he pleaded. "May I continue?" They all nodded. "Emma's the youngest in her family, as where I am an only child. Questions?" Louis cocked his eyebrow at me. "You're only 17?" I nodded. "You look older. Like 18 or 19." I giggled a little bit before looking at Emma. "That's because I'm the mature one. Maturity can make a big difference. Any other ones?" I stated."Why did you come to England again? I cant remember." Niall asked, shyly smiling. "We came because we were accepted into Oxford. Journea got acccepted on scholarships for singing, drama, and dancing. I got scholarships for singing, dancing, and sports." Emma smiled. "Can I ask a question?" Liam smiled politely. "Sure" Emma smiles, taking a seat next to Niall on the love seat. "What was your sister like?" I turned to Emma."Oh god, help us all.." I prayed silently.

Liam's P.O.V.

It was suprising to find out so much about them within 10 minutes. I found out that Journea was an only child, that Emma had 2 brothers and 1 sister. Emma had told us about her brothers but not about her sister. Emma was 18 and Journea was 17. Journea was the responsible one out of the two of them like I am for the 5 of us. She's like Mommy Direction. I had to know more about Emma's sister, and I was about to take a big risk asking my question. "Can I ask a question?" I said unsure on how she would react to it.. "Sure" Emma said, taking a seat next to Niall on the love seat. "What was your sister like?" Journea's gaze shifted to Emma, tensing up. Her face filled with anger, pain, sadness, happiness, and about every emotion known to mankind. I was officially worried. Everyone's eyes were on Emma. She sighed and began to talk. "Her name was Elyssa. She was like my live-in best friend. She was funny, sweet, caring, nice, smart, and strong headed. She had long, dark brown hair, beautiful green eyes, a smile that could make any guy fall in love with her. She was beautiful but her personality was even better. I remember when I would come home from school I would run up to our room. She would always ask me what my day was like and if I made any new friends. She always made me feel accepted and safe. She made me feel loved." She was smiling at this point as she travled down memory lane. Her happiness made me smile and kinda want to cry cause she seemed so happy talking about her sister. She continued on, "But her death was my fault. We were playing mercy in the back of the car cause it was my idea. We had nothing to do anyways. I was always stronger that she was so I won. she got angry and we began to fight. Our mom turned around to stop us but before she could do anything a car T-boned us. It hit her side of the car. If I never came up with that stupid idea she would still be here right now." Guilt washed over me like a tidal wave. Stupid Liam how could you ask that. You know how sensitvie she is. Tears began to stream down from her eyes. Niall wrapped both of his arms around her and pulled her onto his lap. Journea came over and held her face with both of her hand and whispered something to her. She began to take deeep breaths trying to keep herself calm. "I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have asked. It was a stupid question, and it's none of my business." I stated. "It's OK Liam. I needed to say that." Sniffled Emma.