Lost and Found--One Direction FanFic

Chapter 1

Hi, im Katie and im only 2 1/2 years old but there is a lot of thing that are going on im my life right now. I was born in England but now its summer and my mommy said that we are moveing to the America. Since my daddy left us, she wants to make our life better. She thinks that this will be a great thing, a fresh start even. But when we got off of the plane, i think that she went left and i turned right by accident. There was so many people, so close together, i cant breath, I CANT BREATH! All of a sudden, every thing went black.
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Im woken up by 5 boys standing around me, patting wet rags on my face, to try to wake me up i guess, with worried looks. Once they notice that im awake, they help me up and start asking me questions.
" Where are your parents little girl" one of the boys with brown hair and a british accent who wore suspenders asked me.
" Where..where am I, where's my mommy," I asked them, starting to panic.
"Its ok just clam down," one of the other boys, also british, with curly hair said. Then he placed one hand on my back amd pulled me close into is chest.
"Whats ur name" the one with nerd glasses and a blond quiff hair cut asked. He was kinda cute.
"Katie, my name is Katie." I answers him.
"Well Katie, Im Lianand this is Niall,Louis, Zayn, and Harry." Said the one who looked like the oldest.
"Will you all please help me find my mommy?" I asked desperately.
"What about your father?"said the one who i think was Niall because of his Irish accent.
"I dont know. He left us when we were in England." I told him, with a sad expretion on my face.
"Oh, im sorry to hear that, but we will help you find your mother."said Liam. We spent hours trying to find her, we even asked the security gaurds to make an announce to help but i guess she left. Since i am new to this country, no one knows who i am or who to call if I get lost. So they all decide to put me in an adoption home until im reported missing. But as the years went by, and i grow older, i start to lost my accent and form habbets and fears that other people in the adoption center are afraid of such as schizophrenia, and over the years, it only gets worse.