Meet my sister

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*He opens the front door and sees Gemma*

Harry: sister?

Gemma: Hello Haz can I come in?

Harry: yeah what happened? Where is Jake?

Gemma: in the car. I just have to talk to you.

Harry: about? 

Gemma: our dad.

Harry frowns: um at midnight? 

Gemma: I thought you wanted to know. Did I interrupt something?

Harry: um I was extremely comfortable in my bed, that's all.

Gemma: how is my niece?

Harry: she's sleeping. 

*Gemma sits on the couch and looks at him*

Gemma: he was seen in New York. 

Harry: okay.

Gemma frowns: nothing? You don't want to see him?

Harry: no

Gemma: really? 

Harry: yes.

Gemma: why? You loved him.

Harry: I loved the person I thought he was. 

Gemma: little brother? What happened? 

Harry: he is a murderer, a stupid cruel human and a jealous shit. And plus, did he really want me or it was just his stupid luck.

Gemma: what are you talking about? 

Harry: would you let your newborn baby burn in the house? Would you forget about him?

Gemma: how did you find out?

Harry: It's on the internet. 

Gemma: not when you search his name.

Harry: what about Mark Tomlinson's name?

*Gemma froze and a big silence filled the room*

Harry: you know Mark Tomlinson. 

Gemma: he saved you.

Harry: yeah because my dad was shit at doing his job

Gemma: no… he didn't want you.

Harry: even better. 

Gemma: how did you find out about M?

Harry: I have my source. 

Gemma: Louis. 

*Harry froze*

Harry: what?

Gemma: no one talks about M. Or the Tomlinsons. It was either Louis or Any.

Harry: how do you know Louis' sister? 

Gemma: she's my high school friend. Have you really met Louis?

Harry: no.

Gemma: no? Brother if you did, I want you to know that-

Harry: don't say stupid things that might change everything.

Gemma: I wanted to say I don't blame Louis for what he's doing. Our dad was cruel for what he did and his mates aren't better than him.

Harry: w-what? Gemma what do you know? 

Gemma: I know their story, Harry, I was 7 when it happened and when our dad took his place. I was old enough to understand what was happening.

Harry: why did you never tell me?

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