Chapter 2

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*Niall's P.O.V.*

"Niall, we are going to Nando's, wanna come?" Louis asked me as i walked

down the stairs. "Sure" i replied. I Have been acting odd lately, and i

don't know why. But i also have one thought running through me head. Three

weeks ago my mother called me sobbing and i asked what was wrong, and she

told me that i had a sister who went up for adoption right after she was

born and that they missed her so much. Of course i was stunned so i just

hung up. Since  then, 4 words have been stuck in my mind.

You Have A Sister.

My phone started ringing which snapped me out of my train of thought. I

answered it.

"N-Niall?" A girls voice stuttered through the phone. Oh no not a fan! How

did they get my number? "Who is this?*" I* asked sternly with confused

written all over it. "M-Mack" She stuttered again. Seriously i am a normal

person! TALK NORMAL!

"I don't know a Mack, so either you have the wrong number, or you are some

crazed fan who some how go my number" I said angrily into the phone. "My

name is Mack Diane Horan. I am your sister" she spoke quietly into the

phone. Wait? My sister? She found us? This is real? No it can't be. this is

just some prank my mom set up or something.

"I don't have a sister" i said with my voice cracking when is said sister.

"Niall, Greg knows me, Your mom who is also my mom knows me, you are just

denying it because you never go to meet me and our parents didn't tell you

until three weeks ago" she spat with anger. "But, but we lost her

information so we didn't and still don't know where she is. we were

planning to go to Canada to meet her but she moved, and we never found out

where." I said sadly. "Niall, we moved to Australia when i was 5 and have

lived there ever since" she told me.

"I can hear the accent in your voice" i said choking on my sobs. "My

adoptive parents told me, that until i was 4 i had an Irish accent" She

told me sobbing. I sucked back the tears and asked her "How did you find

out we were related? And how did you get our numbers?"

"I went to the hospital and got my D.N.A. scanned and they gave me papers

that had your information" She informed me. "When can we see you?" i asked

her quickly with hope over powering my voice. "I don't have enough money to

pay for a flight to London or Ireland, So not until i have enough to go

there and come back" She Told me sadly.

"Let Me Pay!" i practically begged her. "Niall i can't let you do that.

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