Adopted By One Direction

1.

Niall's PoV

And not to mention, the constable, and his proposition, for that "virgin"
Yes, the one the lawyer met with on "strictly business"
as he said to the Mrs. Well, only hours before,
after he had left, she was fixing her face in a compact.
There was a terrible crash (There was a terrible crash)
Between her and the badge
She spilled her purse and her bag, and held a "purse" of a different kind.

A Panic! At the Disco song wafted from the room we stopped in front of. Yes, I know who Panic! At the Disco is. Just because I'm in a pop band doesn't mean I have to listen to pop.

The lady turned to us lads," This is Alexia's room. She's extremely shy, but that's normal considering her past. But that's not my story to tell."

She opened to door and I saw the cutest girl I had ever seen sitting on the bed. She had blonde hair that was waist length. She was working furiously on a Mac computer and she absentmindedly ran her hand through her hair. Her black shirt read: Keep Calm and Carry On My Wayward Son and she wore a necklace with a pentagram inside of a sun on it. Her jeans were black and slightly ripped. Her black Doc Marten boots covered the bottom of her jeans. She wore at least six bracelets: all of them leather and tied together at the ends. The bracelets worked their way up on her hand and she took her hand away from the computer, shaking them away. Her whiskey colored eyes showed that she was hard at work.

"Alexia?"

Alexia's POV

I looked up to see the lady from the orphanage come in," There are some people here to see you."

Five boys entered the room. One had long-ish black hair, another had awkwardly cut brown hair, a third had curly brown hair, a fourth had blonde hair with a quiff, and a fifth had almost buzzed but still quiffed, dark hair. What was with these guys and quiffs?

I looked up from my laptop to see the boys come and pile onto my small bed as the lady walked out, closing the door. The one with the quiffed brown hair sat on the edge of the bed next to me," Whatcha doin?" He asked. His eyes scanned the screen that showed my mixing software," Woah..." He breathed.

Slowly, I unplugged my headphones and played the mix from start to finish (a/n: Listen to the song. Ps I know that she was just listening to Build God Then We'll Talk but this is how it is now. Deal with it.)

All five boys were in awe of my mashup and I felt blush creep up my neck," That was amazing!" The one with the blonde hair exclaimed. The others nodded in agreement.

The boy sitting next to me nodded at the others. Then he turned to me," We'll be right back, okay, sweetheart?"

With that, he and the boys filed out quietly.

I knew this routine all too well...and it scared me shitle- I mean it scared me a lot.

They wouldn't be back.

Not any time soon anyway...

Zayn's POV

The second the door closed behind us, Niall grinned," She was so cute! That's the one! I want to adopt her!" Niall gushed. The lads and I laughed. Louis shrugged," Well, I liked her too. What about you lads?" Everyone nodded," Yeah!" We all chorused in agreement.

We then bounded down the stairs to sign the papers.

Alexia's POV

I teared up as I realized for the millionth time that I was going to be stuck here until I was 18. Only four more years... and still no parents.

Suddenly, the boys from before raced back into the room," We forgot to introduce ourselves before. Well, blondie is Niall, quiffed/buzzed over there is Liam, curls is Harry, that punk dude with the black hair is Zayn and I'm Louis. We're adopting you!" Louis exclaimed.