Adopted by One Direction (Complete)

A crazy knife wielder and a drunko?

B: Are you sure you want to go through with this?

S: I am sure. What is the worst that could happen? You turned out alright.

B: What is that supposed to mean?

S: Nothing. Nothing. Let's go.

I smile and pull him by his hand up to the door. He opens it up and we walk inside.

B: Hi Mum. Dad. My girlfriend is here and we are goung up to my room. Okay? Bye.

He pulls me down the stairs to his room.

S: What the hell was that?

B: I don't know.

BM: Hi honey.

B: Mum this is Stephanie. My girlfriend.

S: Hello Mrs. Cooper.

BM: Oh call me Ginnifer.

S: Hello Ginnifer it is nice to meet you.

BM: Oh you are too kind! It was nice to meet you too Stephanie. Okay Bransyn I am going out to dinner with Jeff so see you two kids later.

She walks up the stairs.

S: Who is Jeff?

B: My mums boyfriend.

S: I thought she was married.

B: She is. My dad just does not know.

S: Oh. Lovely.

A guy who looks just like Bransyn but a little older and has a beard comes up to us.

S: Who is that?

B: Camden. What are you doing here?

C: Hey sexy.

He grabs me a little. But I pull away from him.

B: Go away Camden.

C: Dude. Introduce me.

S: I am Stephanie.

I extend my hand but he just smacks my ass.

B: Go away Camden you are being a dick.

C: You have got a sexy one, with a good ass. I might have to steal her from you.

I snort a little.

B: You are drunk Camden go away.

He pushes me up against the wall.

C: Hey. Why don't you and me just go and get out of here?

S: Um. No I have Bransyn.

C: Oh come on? This loser?

S: He is not a loser.

C: How did you get this chick to be your girlfriend Bransyn? Rape her, kidnap her, or get her drunk?

B: None of the above.

C: Oh yeah sure. So you beded her?

I roll my eyes at him.

B: Go away Camden! You are being a jerk!

Camden shoves Bransyn down and hits him on the back of the head as hard as he can.

C: Loser. Hey sexy. Give me a call when you want to bed a real man.

He stumbles to the stairs and up them.

B: Sorry about him. And my mum.

S: It's fine.

B: He is a drunk ass fool and she is just a whore.

S: Come on let's just go back to my house.

We walk up the stairs and are approached by what I can only guess is Bransyns father. He is wielding a knife around like a fucking lunatic and screaming as loud as he possibly can. He chases us around the house with the knife. He corners me and raises the knife at me.

S: Oh my god!

I scream and as he is about to possibly chop my head off or ssomething Bransyn as the hero he is comes up behind him and hits him over the head with a vase. His father drops the knife and sinks to the ground knocked out.

B: Are you okay? Did he hurt you?

S: No. No. I am fine.

B: Come on let's go.

He leads me out of the house and to his car. We do not say anything until about we are halfway to my house.

S: So that is why you did not want me to meet your parents?

B: Exactly the reason why we only hang out at your house or at mine when there is no one home.

S: I am so sorry I pushed you.

B: Well maybe you can make it up tonight?

S: Yeah I would like that.

He carries me up the stairs over his shoulder and we finish what we never got to before Zayn rudely interupted us.