My Long Lost Twin

My Long Lost Twin

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"Now that you are moving out, we thought we would tell you... you're adopted," my mom said, holding my dad's hand. "Wha..." is all I could say. Every memory I had of growing up was with them. I sat there with my mouth agape. "Well, who are my real parents?" I finally said. "We aren't sure, we met them a long time ago, but we do know they live in the UK," my mom replied.
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"So, Wednesday, it says here that you've been singing for a long time. I find it hard to believe that you've only just been discovered; your thoughts on that?" The blonde interviewer asked me, dipping the microphone towards me. "I've been singing for years. My brother and I were forced into going to lessons together when our parents discovered that we could hold a tune, so I thank them a lot for my success, but it doesn't bother me that I've only recently been discovered. Of course, it's a dream come true, but if this time hadn't worked, then I would have picked myself up and started climbing again." I answered truthfully. "Those are some very inspiring words, Miss Styles." The blonde smiled then looked down at her papers. "And speaking of your last name, it must help having the same name as the famous boy band member, Harry Styles, almost a blessing." She laughed, microphone returning in front of me. My jaw tightened momentarily. I chuckled humourlessly. "I wouldn't say that; more of a curse." I said in a bored fashion, not really interested in talking about the famous boy. She cocked a perfectly shaped eyebrow at me, smile slipping of her face. "A curse..? Why would that be?" She asked, pushing the microphone closer to me further than she had before. I sighed, realising I had just bad mouthed a celebrity. Figuring that now was as good as a time as any. "....Because he's my brother."

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