Adopted by 5sos

Chapter 7

Replia's pov.

"Replia! Jason! Wake up!" Miss Hackson says. "WHAT!!!!!" I yell. "Mr. Hemmings is adopting you. Go pack up and leave." "YES!!" I yell as Miss Hackson leaves. "JASON!! JASON!! JASON!!" I yell as I go on his bed and shake him. "What?" "We're being adopted! They didn't lie!" "GREAT! let's go pack."

We finish packing and walk to Luke. When we come up he hugs us. "Come on lets go!" He says smiling. "Ok!" Me and Jason say.

We get in the car and Michael, Calum, and Ashton were waiting for us. "Hey guys!" "Hey!" I say as me and Jason hop in the car.

We made it to the house and we go in the living room. "We'll show you your rooms in a bit. Just look around and get used to the place!" Ashton said. "Ok and thanks."

"Hey Replia and Jason! Your rooms are ready!" Calum yells. "Ok be right there!" I say and grab Jason and run up the stairs to our rooms. "This place is great." I say when I look in the room. "Yeah!" Jason says when he sees his room.

We go back to the living room and me and Jason play on the Xbox 1 they have. "I win." Jason says. "No fair. You know how to play this game." "Yeah yeah, ok." Five more minutes of playing and me and Jason go to our rooms.

Knock knock.

"Jason, can I stay in here for tonight?" I ask. "Sure!"

I crawl into his blanket and cuddle up. He turned on the TV so we could watch a bit first.

We watch for thirty minutes and we turn off the TV. "Jason?" I say. "What?" He replies. "Can you sing for me?" "Why?" "I haven't heard you sing since four years ago." "Fine..."

He starts to sing A Team by Ed Sheeran

White lips, pale face
Breathing in the snow flakes
Burnt lungs, sour taste
Lights gone, days end
Struggling to pay rent
Long nights, strange men

And they say
She's in the class A team
Stuck in her daydream
Been this way since 18
But lately her face seems
Slowly sinking, wasting
Crumbling like pastries
And they scream
The worst things in life come free to us
Cos we're just under the upperhand
And go mad for a couple grams
And she don't wanna go outside tonight
And in the pipe she flighs to the motherland
Or sells love to another man
It's too cold outside
For angels to fly
Angels to fly

Ripped gloves, raincoat
Tried to swim and stay afloat
Dry house, wet clothes
Weary-eyed, dry throat
Call girl, no phone

And they say
She's in the class A team
Stuck in her daydream
Been this way since 18
But lately her face seems
Slowly sinking, wasting
Crumbling like pastries
And they scream
The worst things in life come free to us
Cos we're all under the upperhand
And go mad for a couple grams
And she don't wanna go outside tonight
And in the pipe she flys to the motherland
Or sells love to another man
It's too cold out side
For angels to fly
An angels will die
Covered in white
Closed eyes
And hoping for a better life
And this time, we'll fade out tongight
Straight down the line

And they say
She's in the class A team
Stuck in her daydream
Been this way since 18
But lately her face seems
Slowly sinking, wasting
Crumbling like pastries
And they scream
The worst things in life come free to us
Cos we're just under the upperhand
And go mad for a couple grams
And she don't wanna go outside tonight
And in the pipe she flighs to the motherland
Or sells love to another man
It's too cold outside
For angels to fly
Angels to fly
To fly, to fly
Or angels die

I always thought he had an amazing voice. I smile and cuddle to him and sleep.