Adopted. (1D FanFic)

Trouble

"Is she waking up?" I heard a voice say.

"Carter?" I heard another. My eyes fluttered open to a room full of people around me. I was back in the hotel.

"What happened?" I asked sitting up a little to fast.

"Woah woah. Take it easy," Harry said laying me back down. "You just passed out. That's all."

"That's all? What happened?" Everyone exchanged looks until Niall stepped forward.

"You got a phone call...and after you totally froze." I did remember the phone call. It was.. Well you know.

"Who was it Carter?" Zayn asked. I sat up so I could face everyone better.

"Umm..." I began. "I don't know."

"Liar." Zayn said.

"No it's true!"

"Lies."

"No seriously!"

"These babies are hard core lie detectors. Don't even try." I sighed and ran my hand through my hair.

"Fine." I began. "I.. Found something back at the house that said a few things about... My birth mom."

"What?" Harry began.

"Just listen!" I said cutting him off. "I found an envelope with a key and an address. I looked around not finding much. But then these men came in and so we hid under the bed. And the man I believe... Is my birth father."

"So you did this all by yourself?" Louis cut in.

"No I had Daniel and.. Oh crap." I pulled out my phone and dialed a number.

"Hello? Carter? Are you okay?" I heard his voice say.

"That goodness." Exhaled and placed my hand over my heart. "I'm fine what about you?"

"I'm okay. As soon as I heard people yelling I made a run for it. I waited for them to leave. Once they did I figured you were okay."

"I'll see you around then." Before I could hear his reply, I hung up. He probably had a lot of questions as well.

"So when you say your father?" Liam began.

"I mean my blood father."

"How do you know?" Louis asked. I pulled out the photo that was stuffed into my pocket and handed to them.

"Is this?" Zayn asked.

"Carter! You were so cute!" Niall put in.

"That's your father? And the blonde girl?" Liam was really into this.

"My mother."

"You need to tell the police Carter."

"No no no. That's the last thing I want to do!" I said snapping the photo from them.

"Why?" Louis asked. I sat down on the floor, leaning against the best post. I looked at the photo that I found in the room. The blonde haired girl looked amazing. She looked happy and was beautiful. The guy also looked happy. And the little girl? Me... Looked at home for once. Why did she give me up? Why would she do that to me? "Carter? I'm sorry. Did I say something?"

"What? No.." I wiped a tear from my eye and stuffed the picture into my jacket pocket.

"Awe. Poor baby!" Louis pulled me onto his lap, and rocked me like a baby. Usually I would find this weird, but I needed a friend. Someone to hold me on their arms. Tell me everything's gonna be alright.