CHAPTER 2 this is it!!
"Dom, where do you think you're going?" My sister asked. WAIT. She's not my sister. More like a STRANGER.
"Somewhere away from you guys." I answered.
"Look, you can't just leave this house-"
"What if I want to?" I cut her off. "I have enough! I'm tired of being sick. I'm tired of being trapped. PLUS. I'm not even one of you." I said as tears slowly dropped on my face. "I'm not even your sister." I continued.
I grabbed my suitcases and my other bags and got ready to go out the door. But before I was able to go out, my sister said something that struck me.
"Well, you will always be my sister. We grew up together. Please stay?"
I sighed and simply replied, "NO" then I opened the door and went to the bus stop to grab a bus for Annie's house.
~AT ANNIE'S HOUSE~
"Hey girl, what's wrong?" She asked.
"I just couldn't believe it."
"Believe what?"
"I'm adopted." I answered.
"Oh." She said in a low tone. "Should I get you some coffee or tea?" she offered.
"I'll take a tea." I replied. "Sure. I'll be back in a sec."
While Annie was gone, I decided to go on twitter to see my mentions.......and.....it's blank. How shitty is that though?
But anyways, I looked up to Annie's account and one of her post was a woman who looks exactly like me.
OMG. But how? I looked up to her account and started....you know...trying to know her more. Not until when Annie came and interrupted me.
"Hey! Here's your tea."
"Umm...thanks." I said as I grab the tea.
"Your welcome." She replied with a smile then went away.
"So ummm.....who's this?" I asked as I show her the picture of the woman I saw.
"Oh that one? That's Anne Cox." She replied.
"Anne who?"
"Anne Cox. She's the mother of Harry Styles."
Oh GREAT. The mother of a member of that shitty British boy band.
"Oh the mother of that stupid curly head?" I said sarcastically. Annie simply nodded. I know that she hates me calling one of them ugly and hate stuffs.
"Oh sorry. I just can't seem....you know control it."
"Yeah it's okay and by the way, why did you ask about her?"
"Mind telling me more about her?" I told her and she simply nodded.
"Well she's the mother of Harry and his older sister, Gemma. She divorced with their father when Harry was seven-"
"Who's their father?" I asked.
"Des Styles why?"
"Oh."
"Why did you ask anyways?" She asked.
"Well I found her and she....kinda....looks like me." I replied.
Annie's face lightened up and looked at Anne's picture.
"Dom? Do you know what I'm thinking?" she asked.
"No?"
"You could be......
TO BE CONTINUED......
SO, what do you think? I know that this chapter is quite boring but anyways, lemme know what you guys think? Bad comments accepted.
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Who is my brother? (Harry Styles fanfic)
Teen FictionDominique, a sarcastic 24-year-old teen from New York, goes to a journey where no Directioner has experienced yet, as she discovers that she's actually Harry Styles' long lost older sister. Will her life be changed forever...