Chapter 4
Grace's view
"Grace, honey wake up..." Said a sweet voice, then I felt a hand brush some hair out of my face. My eyes fluttered open to see Liam. I looked around to see I was in his room on his bed. He bent down beside his bed in jeans, a white t shirt and white converse shoes. "Good morning Liam" I said sitting up on the bed. "Good morning Gracie, you want to go shopping?" He asked. "Sure..." I answered sleepily. "Ok, let's get you dressed and fed" he said nicely. I nodded as he walked over and grabbed my other clothes, which was just another t shirt and undies. "Is this it?" He asked as he stood in front of me, holding out my only other clothing. I nodded again "Well that will change after today" he smiled.
"I'm cold..." I peeped out pulling my arms inside my shirt. "Here, wear this" He said pulling a big black hoodie over my head, it was probably his and I didn't care that it was too big, I was just happy I was warm again. I dug my hands in the pockets feeling warm and cozy. "Better??" Liam asked. "Better!!" I answered smiling. After we were ready Liam carried me down stairs to the kitchen. Niall, Louis and Harry were all in the kitchen eating at the island. Liam set me down to make my breakfast to only get picked up again by Louis. He set me on his lap, but before he could say anything I spoke. "Where's Zayn?" I asked concerned. Louis spoke "Still sleeping, he isn't much of a morning person" I nodded.
I finished my breakfast and Zayn still hadn't come down for breakfast. Maybe I should go wake him up. "Should I go wake up Zayn?" I asked the boys who now sat in the living room on the couch. "Umm...he might be a little grumpy" Liam said thinking. "Yeah he is always cranky in the morning..." Harry said agreeing with Liam. "I'll go wake him" Niall said getting up. I sat down on the couch taking his place. I could hear his footsteps up the stairs and to Zayns room. I heard mumbles then a thump and the door close. Niall came back down and picked me up put me on his lap. "Any success??" Louis asked, he shook his head. "I'll try" Harry said getting up. He walked upstairs then the same thing happened, mumbles, thump then the door shut. This happened two more times with Liam then Louis.
"He will get up when he wants to get up" Louis said plopping down on the couch. They all huffed and watched the Tv screen that played some show, which bored me. "I'll be right back" I said getting up off the couch. I was going up stairs to try my turn to wake up Zayn. "Where are you going?" Niall asked as I reached the stairs. "Don't worry about it" I called back running up the stairs, not waiting for a comment.
I went right to his room, the second one on the left. I turned the knob, then heard a growl and pushed the door open to see inside. Zayn was lay on his bed getting ready to chuck a pillow. I flinched waiting for the impact, but it never can. "Oh Grace, I didn't know it was you..." he whispered in shock. "Can I came in?" I asked sheepishly. "Yes, yes of course come here" he said motioning me toward him. I walked in closing the door behind me. I scurried to his bed and climbed in next to him.
I looked up at him and his eyes were red and puffy and his hair was a mess. Was he crying?? "What's up?" He asked in a sad tone. "Why didn't you come down stairs when the boys came to get you?" I asked getting right to the point. He sighed before answering "I just...didn't have a good morning..." He sighed again looking at the ground. I could see something got to him and he was upset from it. I crawled over to him sitting in his lap and gave him a big hug. I could tell he needed one, he hugged me back and we sat there for a moment. "Do you want to talk about it" I asked as he pulled away. He looked at me intently, "Only if you want to.." I said assuringly. "I'm fine I just wanna cuddle" he said smiling warmly. I laughed and cuddled into his chest as he fell back on his bed bring me closer to his warm body. I closed my eyes listening to the sound of his heart beat before he spoke. "Are the lads mad at me??" he said out of the blue. "No, they just thought you weren't a morning person" I said now staring at the ceil of his room. He laughed then looked at me and smiled. "Im sorry I almost chucked a pillow at you before you came in" he chriped. "Haha, is that what you did to the boys?" I asked smiling at him. "Yup" He said plopping the 'p'. I laughed more picturing there faces as they got pelted in the head with a pillow. Hahahaha!!!!
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FanfictionA little girl named Grace, age 9, and her father. Her mom couldn't recover from the birth of Grace and died. Her father abuses her because of it, and she can't do anything to stop it. But since she can't, can her neighbors help?? The British/Irish f...