Being a Horan twin (re-written and continued)

"Niall! Niall where are you?" I ran around screaming.
"Niall c'mon this isn't funny, you're scaring the shit out of me" I screamed running around faster. I ran into my brothers room to see the wardrobes open, and the majority of his clothes missing, along with shoes and scarves (Niall loves to accessorise like me, it's a twin thing I suppose).

I ran downstairs as fast as my little legs would carry me, I may be 16 but I'm well short, like 5'3 or 5'4, but my twin brother Niall is like 5'7, like seriously why can't I be that tall!
Anyway, back to running, which I was still doing! I ran into the kitchen to find my mum.

"hey mum, where's Niall?" I asked my mother quite concerned. She turned around, and by the colour of her eyes it was clear she had been crying, then she opened her mouth to speak, and said the 2 words I was hoping she wouldn't.
"he's gone"
"WHAT?!" I said fighting back the tears .
"I'm sorry baby, he left ten minutes ago with his band"
i couldnt take it, I ran to my room, locked the door, ran to my bed and cried, why would he leave me? He was my brother, my only brother, (A/N I know there's Greg but in this story Greg isn't there) twins are special, he was special, he told me I was special, I sat up and thought to myself.
How could he leave me on OUR 16th birthday, and not even say goodbye.
"Pft happy birthday to me..."

Notes

So this is my first fanfic and if you have any thought about what should happen drop me a message, all thoughts are welcome and I might just include them :D

im sorry about re-writing it... only I could forget my login details