Adopted

Chapter 37

*Avie's POV*

Dad and Daddy asked me to come to this interview, they are going to come out and want me to be here for support. I don't thing in going on camera- at least I hope not, my lip is still cut- but they wanted something to get them through this. That something being me.

"We're on in 5...4...3...2...1!" the guy called out. What is he called again? What's his name?...

So, Harry, Louis. I hear you have an important message for everyone." She interviewer, Brittany, said.

"Yes, actually. Do you want to tell them Haz?" Dad asked.

"N-no." Daddy stuttered.

"Oh, okay. I'll tell you then. We're gay. Well, I'm gay, he's bi. Anyways, we're together." Dad said casually. Daddy looked at him like he was crazy.

"What about Avie?" Brittany asked. "What does she think about this?"

"Well, why don't you ask her." Dad said with a smirk. He knew I didn't want to be on camera. "C'mere Av."

I slowly walked out. I sat in between Dad and Daddy on the couch.

"H-hi." I stuttered.

"Aww. Your adorable." she cooed as she saw my blush. "What do you think about your fathers relationship with Louis?" She asked.

"Louis is my father." I said. She gave me a confused look. "When I was adopted, I was 5, and Harry's and Louis' name is on the paper. They are both my legal fathers." I said and she looked like she finally understood.

"Oh, how did you get the cut lip- if you don't mind me asking." She asked. I sighed.

I furrowed my eyebrows. "Just some problems with some girls. It was- is nothing. I was being rude and deserved it. I had it coming. It doesn't even hurt." I said. Well, lied.

"Bullshit." Dad muttered. I was hoping nobody heard until-

"What was that, Louis?" No, please don't-

"I said bullshit. She was standing up for Zayn and was a little rude to one of the 'popular kids' so they all fucking beat her up. They beat up my baby and they aren't allowed to fuçking lay a pinkie on her!" He said.

I looked down at my lap and Daddy cuddled me into his chest. "Shh. It's okay." He whispered and kissed my head.

"What were they saying about Zayn?" Brittany asked.

"Just stuff about him leaving the band. It was really nothing but I snapped and I shouldn't have. So, for who ever I offended, I'm sorry." I apologized, on live camera. I hope they see it. My phone vibrated in my back pocket, but I couldn't answer, since its a live interview.

"Okay well that's all for today! I'll see you tomorrow! Have a good day!" Brittany dismissed.

We all went backstage an I checked my phone.

'Go kill yourself. See who gives a fuck. -Kaitlyn'