The five boys and Simon were huddled together in the backstage. I had my gaze determined on Simon not ready to face any of them right then. My stilettos' sound on the marble made Simon stop his discussion and turn towards me. His brow furrowed in confusion before his eyes widened in surprise.

"Shreya?" He asked.

"Hello,uncle Si" I greeted with a smile.

"You look stunning!" He smiled.

"Thanks" I grinned without sparing my glance to any of the boys.

No partiality.

"Can I go to the stage now?" I asked Simon.

"Sure" He ushered me to the back-stage to get me a mic.

A plain black mic was entrusted into my hand. A few moments and I was pushed onto the stage. Adrenaline rushed in my blood as I walked to the middle of the stage.

"Hey London" I called out to the crowd via the black mic handed to me.

Loud cheers erupted from the crowd. I couldn't make it out as of what they were saying but I decided to go on.

"You guys look awesome and full of energy!" I exclaimed "How have you guys been?"

"You guys do remember me, right?" I asked.

There was an uncoordinated no sound. Oh wow, they don't recognise me.

"Well, that's okay. Let's get into the show!" I cheered.

The theme music began playing and the boys bounced ran onto the stage. They started goofing around and singing. I joined the boys in dancing every now and then. Harry was careful enough to avoid me and Zayn and I was grateful. The concert was nearing the end and we didn't speak a word about any of the rumours.

"The arena's networks are jammed" A voice spoke in my earpiece.

It was time.

I knew the boys had heard too because they looked confused. Instructions were passed via the earpiece as they were about to end the song. Zayn walked over and stood by me.

"Isn't it time for twitter questions?" Louis squealed into the microphone.

A loud wave of yes crashed.

Twitter was opened in the digital screen behind and the first question was 'Where is Shreya tonight?'

Aww

"Aww honey, it is me!" I waved to the crowd and they went hysterical. The boys chuckled.

"She looks pretty today, nah?" Zayn asked the crowd.

The crowd awed and Harry glared. Oh god, so much of fun!

"Next question, please?" Liam asked.

At the corner of my eye I saw Little mix standing by the back stage sulkily.

"Zayn, Are you Shreya together?" Liam read.

"Lol No" I and Zayn chorused laughing.

"Next question, please?" I gasped between my laughs.

"Zayn, Why did you ditch Perrie over phone?" Niall read.

"It is complicated" Zayn shrugged uncomfortably reaching out for my hand. From the corner of my eye I saw Perrie smirk.

"Do you have time for a short novel, London?" Zayn asked the crowd taking me by my hand and leading me to the stools in the middle of stage.

He helped me into one and sat on the other stool beside me holding my hand in his. I squeezed his hand as he took a deep breath raising the mic to his mouth.

"Hey lads, why don't you sit too? It might take a while" Zayn told the boys.

They shrugged and sat down on the stools around us switching off their microphones.

"Jammers on" Stephen's voice sang in my ears.I smiled.

"So where do I start?" Zayn asked the crowd.

"How about the beginning,Z?" I asked.

"Alright" He breathed out. "I and the lads visited India with Shreya a while back.We were mobbed by paparazzi and had to take refuge at her friend's place.There I heard an interesting and disturbing conversation.It raised a question inside me about who really are Shreya's parents. So, I along with a friend of Shreya hired a detective and dug into pits of past for over a year. And the truth that I discovered was just.. I don't have words to explain that feel.Shreya,being the brainy person found our investigation and joined us.We were on the way to meet her parents when the paparazzi caught us again and the rumours spread.I thought Perrie will be understanding and answered her call happily but she wasn't and jumped into conclusions and called Shreya names.That's why I broke up with her over the phone." Zayn lowered his mic and wiped his eyes on his sleeves.

I walked over to him and put my arms around him engulfing him in a hug.We pulled apart.He put his arm around my shoulder and asked,"Anymore questions?"

"Who is her family,then?" Harry asked.

"I am Afra Malik,daughter of Trisha and Taser Malik by birth" I spoke.

The lads looked at each other perplexed. Shaking their heads at each other.

"Ahh! You dumb people! I am Zayn's sister" I announced initiating the gasps.

"You're kidding?" Louis asked in a monotone voice.

"I wish.Time for my tale.My parents,The Sharans who raised me were a friend of my birth parents,The Maliks.The women of the houses were pregnant at the same time.Mrs.Sharan had a dead boy and Mrs.Malik a living girl.The Sharans exchanged me with their son without any notice and fled from the country.I was raised in India as their daughter,a tamil Indian.A few years ago before I joined the guys on tour my father and I had a breakdown where he disowned me and then well you know the tale.Now,I am happily reunited with my birth family and spending quality time with them." I smiled snuggling into Zayn.

"Oh wow"Niall  wondered.

"Now,let's wrap it up London" Liam cheered changing the mood.