Yaaay I started a new fanfic called "Nialls secret sister" I hope you all enjoy it!
WARNING>
This fanfic will have sexual contact and will invole use of illegal substances. It is NOT recommended to be done, its just part of the story and I hope you guys will enjoy this and give this book a chace!
Please leave some feedback and dont be shy! I promise you this book wont be dissappointing! So heres chapter 1!
Allison’s POV
“Mom I cannot believe you. How could you do that to me, I’m your daughter!”I yelled furiously to my mum.
Well before I tell you anything, let me introduce myself. My name is Allison Horan. Well I’m not allowed to tell people that. My legal name is Allison Horan but publically I am Allison Sherly.
I am to be known by my mother’s last name because my father see’s me as a reminder of one of his biggest mistakes.
You see, my half brother is Niall Horan, and I love him. He means a lot to me but we were forced apart. That is because I was his dads little mistake. So yes 18 and years ago our dad and Niall’s mom got in a fight, and he cheated, with my crazy junkie American mom.
But my birth dad isn’t a monster, he told his wife that he cheated right away and she was heartbroken and almost divorced him, and when my mother told him that she was pregnant he was devastated. I only met my dad about 3 times. Once when I was 2, once when I was 11 and once when I was 14. At the same time, those were the times I had met Niall. He was the best brother I could ask for. Even though he wasn’t aloud to keep in touch with me he did anyways. He used to call me every day but I had to stop it for the sake of both of us.
I knew that if our dad found out, he would make sure Niall and I lost contact completely. So now I call him twice every two months. He knows that it’s difficult for the both of us but he said even though our father did his best to forget about me, he wouldn’t. And he stuck to that and I couldn’t be more grateful for it.
I was to be kept as a secret to the media and the entire world. I consider myself Niall’s secret sister, because that’s what I am.
The reason I wasn’t accepted into the Horan family is because I am a replica of my mom. Well a younger version.
I have long blonde hair and I’m tall-ish, I’m about 5’7. I have bright blue eyes similar to Niall’s. I guess you could say that I had the looks of an average “hot blonde” but trust me I have my flaws and I’m about to tell you them.
I’m involved with things I don’t want to be involved with. My mom forced me in them and I can honestly say that it had made my life a life I never want to live.
I’m involved with drugs, sex and gangs, all thanks to my mom. Niall doesn’t know any of this, and I want to keep it that way. I don’t need him to feel bad for me or feel as though he wasn’t there; I want to keep it bottled up in my head until I die. I can live without him knowing this little piece of my life. If I had a choice in this I wouldn’t have dropped out of high school in grade 10 to work at McDonalds so I can buy any possible drug available. Heck I don’t even buy them, my mom takes my limited about of cash and wastes them on illegal substances.
But I can’t put the blame all on her. I would also have to blame her boyfriend Shawn. He has her under a spell. He is a drug dealer, the best known one in this small town. That’s how he pays the bills for the apartment and the money I make is to buy drugs that he doesn’t supply. He makes me help around in the so called “family business” which involves me risking my life every day to deliver drugs and get money for him.
Thankfully I’m not a retard and I’m smart enough to put a bit of each pay into a secret bank account which will for sure help me when I leave, and that was going to be soon.
Niall and I were on the phone the other day and he had invited me to live with him. He said that he doesn’t care anymore of what his dad will think. I took that into great consideration and accepted the offer. I was going to move in tonight, but now hiding my identity will have to be a priority because my mom couldn’t be any more stupid.
“Honey it was an accident.” She seat as she reached her boney arm and softly brushed my arm.
“How is that an accident? How do you steal from a gang and tell them MY name and say it was ME who stole from them!” I yelled pushing her arm off mine.
“T-they would have killed me.” She said trying to make me feel bad.
“Well thanks to you they are going to kill ME! How dare you do something like that? I told you to stay away from gangs because I knew something like this would happen!”
“I’m so sorry Hunny” She said pouting.
“You’re sorry... my ass. I’m tired of your bullshit. I can’t live like this anymore! You ruined me, my life, my everything!” I yelled as I stormed to my room and threw my clothes into a duffle bad. She was at my doorstep.
“What are you doing?” She asked.
“I’m leaving,” I said throwing only 2 pictures that bring back somewhat good memories into my bag. I also threw my own little supply of weed into my bag. I know that’s not such a good idea, but living with them I couldn’t help but use it. It helped me relax and as much as I hated it, it helped from time to time.
“There’s no need for that,” She said as though this situation was nothing.
I walked into the washroom and changed out of my McDonalds uniform and into a pair of sweats and a tight tank top. I slipped on my grey flip flops and headed back into my room where my mom was waiting for a response.
“Like you would know what I need and don’t need,” I spat, picking up a bag and slinging it over my shoulder walking past her out my bedroom door and towards the exit of the apartment.
Leaving to live with Niall was supposed to be easy. I wasn’t supposed to go and live with him bringing a whole bunch of baggage with me.
I opened the door and was about to leave when she gripped my arm.
“You’ll come back, I know you will” She said, a tone of evil in her voice.
I looked down at her lifeless bony body that was ruined by drugs and lack of healthy surrounding.
“Goodbye mom.” I said looking into her eyes.
“Jenna, come here if you want a hit!” Shawn yelled to my mom.
“Coming dear,” She said as she turned around and walked to him without saying goodbye.
I couldn’t help but feel a little hurt. I knew my mom didn’t care much for me but I always thought that she would care enough to say goodbye. It hurt even more because she would rather sniff some cocaine instead of say bye to me. I was never the person to easily cry or get hurt, but I felt myself tearing up but I forced it to stop. She wasn’t worth my tears.
I slammed the front door shut and waited outside the apartment building for my taxi to arrive. I was early so it should be here in about five minutes.
Finally, I was out of that hell hole. I feel as though a tiny weight has been lifted off my shoulder. It could have been a larger weight if my mom hadn’t faked her ID while talking to a gang member. Now there’s that possibility that a gang is going to come after me all because my mother is a nut job.
After waiting a few minutes it finally pulled up. I threw my duffle bag into the trunk and hopped into the cab and handed him the address. I decided to sleep the long drive ahead. I was going to finally live with my brother in London far away from all of this.
“We’re here,” He said as he pulled up to a fancy apartment building. I couldn’t help but smile. This was it in there, my brother who I haven’t seen for 4 years is.
I threw the taxi driver a wad of cash and grabbed my suitcase and quickly ran into the building. I clicked in the elevator level 14 and patiently waited for it to finally reach.
Level 11.... Level 12.... Level 13.... Level 14! Now there was a smile that was glued to my face. A sudden burst of excitement ran through my veins as I walked up to his door. I let out a long breathe before I knocked.
Here we go.
I knocked on the door and I felt a bit nervous. I fixed up my hair and fiddled with my shirt until I heard the door unlock and open.
“Niall!” I yelled as I dropped my bag onto the floor and hugged him.
“Ally!” He responded as his arms wrapped around me holding me tight, it almost felt like he was never going to let go and I cherished that feeling.
“I missed you so much,” I choked out and my voice was low.
“I missed you too,” He said as he held me even tighter and I did the same. I wasn’t going to lie; the boy had good welcoming hugs.
He finally let go but kept a hold of my hand as he spun me around. “My god Allison, you look like a model, I better keep my eyes out for the boys who try to get with you” He said smirking.
“You’re only a year older than me Niall; I think I can deal with the boys myself”
He was about to respond when we were interrupted by a coughing sound. I then felt a pair of eyes on me. Wait no- I felt several eyes on me.
“Oh uhm I didn’t know you had guest over.” I said looking at the four boys sitting on the couch smiling at the moment me and Niall just had.
“Right, I forgot to mention these are my band mates, and we live together.” He said.
“Oh right I almost forgot, your band The Infections right?” I said and I heard the boys start to laugh and Niall was trying to hold it in.
“No, we’re One Direction,” He corrected now fully laughing.
“Oh god, I’m so sorry, I got so caught up in stuff happening at home I forgot to... remember your band name” I said now covering my face with my hands to cover the embarrassment painted on my face.
“It’s alright Ally,” He said laughing. “Let me introduce you to the boys.”
They all stood up.
“Boys this is my sister, Allison.” He said proudly.
“Nice to meet you, I’m Liam” the tall and most buff guy of the group said to me, reaching his hand out to me to shake.
I shook it and smiled.
“Harry,” The boy with curly hair said, winking at me as he shook my hand. I noticed Niall glare at him and I laughed. “Nice to meet you,”
“I’m the one and only, Louis Tomlinson” Said Louis cockily to me. I shook his hand and said “nice to meet you too.”
“And lastly I’m Zayn” The tanned boy of the group said. As I shook his hand and smiled, I studied his face for a brief second and I could swear I recognised it.
I quickly shot the thought out of my head and turned back to Niall. “I’ll show you to your room.” He said as he led me down the hall and into a plain and simple room with off white walls and a white queen sized bed.
“I’ll let you relax for a bit and come out whenever.” He winked at me and left the room. I knew I was going to love it here.
Nialls POV
I gently shut her door and walked back into the room where the boys were at. I had to talk to them and set some rules.
Last time I saw Ally she was younger, and she was always pretty, but now she just blossomed into a beautiful young women and knowing the boys, they’re going to think things that I want to make sure they don’t dare to do.
I missed her so much and I wasn’t going to let any of them hurt her.
I sat on the couch and all the boys stopped talking and looked at me.
“Are you sure that’s your sister?” Harry said.
“Positive,”
“Well you’re sister is... something else.”
“Why does she have an American accent?” Liam asked.
“She got a lot more features from her mom than my dad.” I answered. I explained to the boys already about the situation and they promised not to tell the media, or anyone for that matter.
“Ah, well she seems very lovely.”
“I have a few rules to set.” I said jumping straight to it. They all nodded and I knew that that they saw this coming.
“As you can see, that’s my sister and we can all agree that she’s beautiful.” They nodded.
“No one can date her, touch her, think of her in dirty thoughts, or even breathe the same air as her. Most of all hurt her in any way or I will murder you with my bare hands” I threatened.
“Also, no drooling, you guys looked like animals when she walked through the door,” I said making them laugh.
“Well it’s not like we were expecting to see that.” Louis said smiling.
“Remember she’s off limits to you all, and Harry, that especially goes for you.” I said giving him a death glare.
He raised his hand in surrender.
“I never did anything,” He said laughing.
“But you thought it, and don’t deny it.”
He shrugged and said, “My bad,”
I let out a long breath. It was going to be a lot of work trying to keep Harry on a leash, and same for the others. They were going to do something whether I liked it or not and I knew it.