Louis's POV

"You have a lot of explaining." I spat at Zayn as closed the door to his room.

"They are my adoptive family, they know nothing about who I really am." He said sadly.

"But your.....-

"My real dad is Yaser ,he is the one who is trying to stop you and Harry. I'm trying to stop you to, but I have no other choose. My soul belongs to Yaser and when he is done with it, it goes to the devil. Well, unless you find all the keys." Zayn said interrupting me then walked over to his closet and pulled off his shirt.

He pulled on a black shirt as he spoke again. "I have nothing in your size go ask Hazel to borrow some of her clothes." He said as he undid his belt.

I quickly rush out of his room and walk down the hallway to a room with "Hazel" was written in black letters on the door. I knock on the door and soon the Green Day song that was playing moments ago in the room stopped and a girl opened the door.

"Could I borrow some clothes? Zayn didn't have any of my size." I say as she leads me in the room.

"Well you really need clothes for what you are doing tonight?" She say looking through her clothes.

"W-What?" I could feel my face turning red.

"I have the bra and underwear set that I just got from Victoria Secret. It's never been worn because my dad picked a size too small, you could fit it. Here I have a the rose lace sleep dress, Dad never knows what to buy. Go put them on." She said throwing the dress and panties at me.

I rush into her bathroom changing before rushing out of her room. She is creepy. (A/N or queen of the Zouis shippers)

When I walked back into Zayn's room he was already changed.

"I hate your sister." I mumble sitting on his bed.

"Why is th-.....Oh she is odd." Zayn said.

"Explain everything now." I say.

"Well, we're should I start. You know your chosen one and- "

"Why?" I ask interrupting him.

"Why what?" He asked back.

"Why am I chosen one?" I ask.

"I can't tell you!" He said in a hushed voice.

"Tell me!" I tell him.

"No, I'll hurt you if I do!" He said back.

"Why?" I screamed.

"You are my brother that's why!" He yelled back, covering his mouth as the words left his lips.

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Short update, sorry. So guess what! I'm having a contest! The rules and stuff will be in the next chapter btw.

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