Broken Smile // h.s. // EDITING&REWRITING

Chapter Twenty-Two

After a few seconds someone picked up the phone. It was the devil herself, my evil foster care mum. 'Hello, mother.' I spoke up. 'Oh, how nice of you to rang Chérlotte. We thought you had killed yourself already.' I rolled my eyes and thank god I was at Niall's flat so no one was in here. 'As you can hear, I didn't.' I replied back letting myself fall down on the couch. 'Olivia wants to see you, she misses her big sister a lot.' My heart literally broke into a million pieces.

'C- Can I speak to her now?' 'No, she is asleep. But if you have time this weekend, you can babysit your brat of a sister cause we have some business to do.' I widely smiled. 'Yes, of course. Eh.. Could you do me a favour?' I hesitantly asked her. 'Good, be here at nine tomorrow morning, or maybe today if you can make that. What is it?' I swallowed, was I really going to ask her. 'Could you get my file about all my foster care houses and family's with contact information for me?'

I heard some muffles and the sound of ruffling papers. 'I have it here, I will put it in your own room.' There was so many stress that just suddenly wasn't there anymore. 'Thank you, so much!' I squealed out of excitement. 'I will give a ring whenever I am near the house. Bye now.' I hung up and sighed of relief. I could see Olivia, my sweet cheeks of a daughter, today or tomorrow.

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After twenty I finished packing at my own flat, well everyone was out. Liam was with Danielle, Perrie and El were just gone, Louis left a note that he went to the ER with Zayn, Niall was to the doctor and Harry was nowhere to be found. I heard some sound coming from the kitchen, was there someone breaking in? I slowly made my way towards the kitchen and found Harry stuffing food into the refrigerator. 'O god. It's just you.' I sighed and Harry turned around.

'Damn, you scared me Cher!' I chuckled. 'I thought you were breaking in!' I responded and he smiled. 'So tell me, why is there a suitcase in the hallway? You leaving already?' I bite my lip, should I tell him? 'I am going to see Olivia and I need to find out who my birthmother is. I just need to book a flight and will leave this night if it’s possible.' His smile dropped. 'You are not going alone.' I shook my head. 'I need to.'

Harry walked up to me and surprisingly he hugged me. 'Cher, I love you a lot. But you can't do this on your own. Louis wouldn't let you go alone, neither would Niall.' I shrugged. 'I am coming with you, no but's or if's. I am coming with you.' I pursed my lips. 'Fine.' Harry smiled. 'So you can tell me everything else what you have been hiding for us, I wanna be your best friend, like Perrie is, not just the guy who is madly in love with you and would wait forever on you. I also wanna be a good friend for you, so you could trust me.' A smile tugged onto my lips.

'Okay. I'll go pack your stuff, could you get us a tickets? What to do with Niall and Louis?' Harry's smile grew wider. 'I will cover us, I will tell them that I am going to see my sister this weekend and I will tell Lou and Niall that you are just visiting your little sister, they won't know about you trying to find your birth mum okay? Nothing special.' He simply told me.

I nodded. 'How do you know they will let me go alone?' He rolled his eyes. 'You can handle yourself and it is just your sister aye?' I slowly nodded and left to pack his stuff.

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Dublin, you could say home sweet home but it wasn't for me. 'I will meet you at a cap, you get to much of attention.' Harry told me and I nodded. He was wearing some fake blonde wig and a blonde beard, no one would recognize him - well we hoped he wouldn't. As I walked out of the gate paps were already following me and questioning me why I was here. 'I am just visiting my sister. Get out of my way.' I coldly replied as I made my way through the crowd of paparazzi's.

'You are such a bitch!' Someone yelled at me from a close range, I saw who said that and turned my face towards the girl. 'You have no right to judge me and calling me a bitch if you don't know who the hell I am. You better be careful with what you say you might end up getting more hurt then I am with just the words bitch.' I hissed at her, giving her a oh so bitter sweet smile. I loved playing cold, like nothing cared.

A hour later Harry and I arrived at the house, my evil foster care mum knew I would be there cause I rang her earlier. 'You nervous?' I shook my head. 'Olly isn't capable of hating, she is just four I know but she just can't.' I replied back as I stepped outside the cap. Harry took our luggage and we made our way towards the house, I wasn't really nervous to see Olivia, more to find out who my birth mum was.

I could smell pizza's in the oven already, the telly on some cartoon and giggles from my one and only Olivia. I stood in the doorway, putting my arm out so Harry couldn't walk in the room. I watched her laugh so hard about those silly cartoons while her back was turned to me, tears were dripping down my face as I smiled. I put down my hand and slowly went over to Olivia.

Sneaking up on her so quietly so she couldn't hear, I kneeled down behind her and swung my arms around her tiny body. 'I'm home baby.' I whispered, I saw her smile grew wider as she turned around. 'MUMMY!' She screamed and she swung her arms around my neck and placed her face in the crock of my neck. I held her tight as Olivia started crying while sitting here on the ground with her in my arms, I knew she was save now.

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