Arranged Marriage To Niall Horan

Chapter Eleven

Zayn's POV

  "Guys, can I talk to you?" Someone asks from behind us.
  When we turned around, we couldn't believe who we saw.... Niall Horan.
"What do you want Niall!" I say through my teeth.
"Look, I'm sorry for everything. I didn't mean to hurt Natalie ok? We both said stuff out of anger. Haven't you guys said stuff out of anger!" Niall retorted.
"Yes, but we don't call girls a jealous bitch and say that you USED to love her. Who does that!" Zayn yells.
  "GUYS! That's enough! If your going to argue, go away. I don't want this!" Natalie says as we look over at her.
  "I'm sorry Natalie. I didn't mean to wake you up." I say.
"Just go. I want to be alone." She says gently as she holds back tears.
  "But Natalie, I-"
  "I DON'T CARE ZAYN! YOU AND NIALL JUST GO AWAY AND LEAVE ME ALONE!" She yells.
  "What about Ed?" Niall asks looking over at Ed who's sitting beside her.
  "He isn't arguing now isn't he!" She yells making her point.
After we looked at each other for a couple minutes, Niall and I finally leave. Before I leave, I look back at my baby sister crying into Ed's shoulder.

Niall's POV

After the argument with Zayn and Natalie, I felt horrible. I wish I could take it all back, but I can't.
"Zayn, look. Yeah I was an arse, but you've got to forgive me. For Natalie's sake." I say as I catch up to him.
"And why should I Niall? I mean, you and the lads are recording more for your fifth album, and it's Natalie's birthday party." Zayn says.
"I was trying to give her the birthday present early but you weren't letting me have a chance to do so."
"Look, I know you mean well, and you hate hurting people, but that's my sister in there. And Ed's best friend." Zayn says.
"Shouldn't it be the other way around Zayn?" I ask.
"What do you mean?" He asks looking a bit confused.
"I already know she was adopted by your parents. Ed told me." I explained.
After a while, I explain how I came to find out about her.

Ed's POV

"What song are you working on now Ed?" Natalie asks.
"It's called Photograph. I wrote it about you actually." I say making her giggle.
"Can I hear it?" She asks looking at me with her blue eyes that resembles mum.
"Yeah sure. I just finished it." I say as I start playing the guitar.

Loving can hurt, loving can hurt sometimes
But it's the only thing that I know
When it gets hard, you know it can get hard sometimes
It is the only thing that makes us feel alive
We keep this love in a photograph
We made these memories for ourselves
Where our eyes are never closing
Hearts are never broken
And time's forever frozen still
So you can keep me
Inside the pocket of your ripped jeans
Holding me closer 'til our eyes meet
You won't ever be alone, wait for me to come home
Loving can heal, loving can mend your soul
And it's the only thing that I know, know
I swear it will get easier,
Remember that with every piece of you
Hm, and it's the only thing we take with us when we die
Hm, we keep this love in this photograph
We made these memories for ourselves
Where our eyes are never closing
Hearts were never broken
And time's forever frozen still
So you can keep me
Inside the pocket of your ripped jeans
Holding me closer 'til our eyes meet
You won't ever be alone
And if you hurt me
That's okay baby, only words bleed
Inside these pages you just hold me
And I won't ever let you go
Wait for me to come home
Wait for me to come home
Wait for me to come home
Wait for me to come home
You can fit me
Inside the necklace you got when you were sixteen
Next to your heartbeat where I should be
Keep it deep within your soul
And if you hurt me
Well, that's okay baby, only words bleed
Inside these pages you just hold me
And I won't ever let you go
When I'm away, I will remember how you kissed me
Under the lamppost back on Sixth street
Hearing you whisper through the phone,
"Wait for me to come home."

"That's really good." Natalie says with a huge smile.
"Thanks Natalie. You know, this is something that I've always wanted to talk to you about something. But I don't know how you'll react to about this." I explain.
"What is it?" She asks as I sit down on the bed next to her.
"Well a day or two after you were born, my mum, well our mum gave you up for adoption. She couldn't take care of you, our brother and me. Ever since she gave you up she regretted it. When I told her that I found you she wanted to meet you so bad. But I had to tell her that you didn't know that you were adopted. Do you think you'd want to meet our mum?" I ask looking into her eyes
"So, your my Brother? Why didn't anyone ever tell me I was adopted by Zayn's mum?" She asks.
"Just assumed that you knew you were adopted. If I had known you didn't I would've told you a lot sooner. I'm sorry Natalie. I really am." I say as I pull her into a hug.
When I talk to her a little bit more about our mum, she was interested. She kept on asking me more and more questions about her and about what she looked like.
"When can I meet mum?" She asks as she looks into my eyes.
"How about I invite her to your birthday party tomorrow? That way she can see both you and Niall." I say with a smile.
"Ok." Was all she said before sleep took over her body.