I was browsing my family history records today when I came across something really strange. The name Styles. What? Was I related to him? Was it just a typo? I had to find out as soon as possible. I called Harry and he picked up on the fourth ring.

"Hello?" Harry said.

"Hi," I said back.

"Not to be rude or anything, but what do want? Because this is like what, the second time you've called me?" he said.

"I need you to go to the doctors with me," I said.

"What about Louis?" Harry replied.

"No it has to be you," I insisted.

"Fine I'll be over in twenty minutes," he breathed.

And sure enough, twenty minutes later he arrived. I explained to Louis the whole situation so he wouldn't get mad.

When we arrived, the doctor asked us to go into room 9. Harry looked nervous. The doctor came in and drew some blood from mine and Harry's arm.

"Congratulations!" he said.

"What?" we both said in unison.

"You guys are cousins!" he exclaimed.

Notes

Hey guys, sowwy if it weally cwappy. I was totawy zoning out today. If any of you guys want to heaw my stowy then meffage me. I weally need someone to tawk to. Very sad moments D':
I feel wike cwying my eyes out.
-Heather
xoxo