Adopted by Zayn Malik

Part 1

A/N hi guys welcome to my second book where in this story this is gonna be about Zayn adopting a little girl named Yasmin I how hope you will enjoy this one as much as you enjoyed the Harry Styles book enjoy.

~Flashback~
"Yasmine," yelled Sarah the older  girl who is the teenager out of the kids in the orphanage

"Yes what do you want?" Yelled Yasmin as she stood near her room in the middle of the hallway, Sarah replied back "Yasmin you need to come downstairs we have guest coming over come and line up before you won't get to eat anything all day today." Sarah walked away from the hallway and where all the kids are.

Yasmin moaned as she was walking around minding her own business, she did not want to get adopted just because what she had been through by her mean parents those people who shouldn't be parents.

As she was taking long to come down Sarah the one who helps with the foster care Sarah beginning to lose her patience yelled once more "Yasmin where are you come down here before I come get you myself and you will not like what I will do to you little girl!"

Yasmin finally listened to her she got in line she was so miserable.
Once upon a time, in a small town nestled in the rolling hills of England, there lived a little girl named Yasmine James.
Yasmine had been in foster care for as long as she could remember, bouncing around from home to home with no one to call her own. She had seen other children come and go, adopted by loving families who saw the light in their eyes and the joy in their smiles. But no one seemed to want Yasmine.

Yasmine was a quiet girl, with big brown eyes that seemed to hold the weight of the world. She had a mop of curly black hair that she could never seem to tame, and a shy smile that rarely graced her lips. She spent most of her days lost in her own thoughts, staring out the window at the world passing her by.

But one day, everything changed.

It was a miserable, rainy day, the kind of day that seemed to seep into your bones and make you ache with loneliness. Yasmine sat on the windowsill of her latest foster home, watching the raindrops slide down the glass, when she heard a knock at the door.

Her foster mother answered it, and Yasmine heard a deep, melodic voice speaking in hushed tones. Curiosity piqued, she crept closer to the door and peeked around the corner.

Standing on the doorstep was a tall, handsome man with olive skin and dark, brooding eyes. He wore a leather jacket and ripped jeans, looking every bit the rock star that he was. Yasmine's heart skipped a beat as she recognized him – it was Zayn Malik, the famous singer.

Zayn had been in the spotlight for years, topping the charts with his soulful voice and heartbreaking lyrics. But despite his fame and fortune, he seemed lonely in his own home, longing for someone to share his success with. And on that rainy day, Yasmine was the answer to his prayers.

As Yasmine watched from the shadows, Zayn spoke with her foster mother, explaining that he was looking to adopt a child. He had always wanted to be a father, to give someone the love and support that he had never received growing up. And when he saw Yasmine sitting by the window, a glimmer of hope in her eyes, he knew she was the one.

Yasmine's foster mother hesitated, unsure if Zayn was ready for the responsibility of raising a child. But Zayn pleaded with her, his eyes filled with a longing that tugged at her heartstrings. And finally, she relented, agreeing to let Yasmine go with him.

Yasmine's heart pounded in her chest as she stepped out into the rain, feeling the weight of Zayn's gaze on her. She climbed into his sleek black car, the leather seats cool against her skin, and Zayn smiled at her, a smile that reached all the way to his eyes.

As they drove through the winding streets of the town, Yasmine couldn't help but feel a sense of wonder and disbelief. Here she was, a lonely little girl who had never known love or stability, being whisked away by a famous singer who wanted nothing more than to give her a home.

When they arrived at Zayn's mansion, Yasmine was awestruck by its grandeur. The towering walls and ornate gardens seemed to stretch on forever, a world of luxury and beauty that she had never imagined. But as Zayn led her through the halls, she saw the emptiness that lay beneath the surface – the rooms filled with expensive trinkets and priceless works of art, but devoid of warmth and laughter.

Zayn showed her to her new room, a cozy space filled with soft blankets and stuffed animals. He tucked her into bed, brushing a stray curl away from her face, and whispered softly, "Welcome home, Yasmine."

And as Yasmine drifted off to sleep, listening to the gentle patter of rain against the windows, she knew that she had found the family she had always been searching for. Zayn Malik may have been a famous singer in the eyes of the world, but to Yasmine, he was simply a father – her father – who had finally come to rescue her from the shadows.

Zayn and his daughter Yasmine sat cuddled up on the couch in their cozy living room, watching a movie together. Yasmine was completely engrossed in the film, but suddenly turned to her father and said, "Dad, when can I go to school?"

Zayn looked at his daughter with a mix of surprise and confusion on his face. "Well, Yasmine, you'll go to school when you're ready. We want to make sure you're prepared for it and that you'll have a great experience."

Yasmine nodded thoughtfully, understanding that her father had her best interests at heart. She turned back to the TV, but couldn't shake the excitement of the idea of going to school. She had seen other kids her age going off to school and she couldn't wait to join them.

As the movie came to an end, Zayn turned to Yasmine and asked, "So, how was your day today, my dear?"

Yasmine's face lit up as she began to recount her adventures at the park with her friends. She told Zayn all about the games they played, the snacks they shared, and the laughter they had. Zayn couldn't help but smile at his daughter's enthusiasm and joy.

After hearing about Yasmine's day, Zayn decided to share some stories of his own. He told her about his time with his former bandmates, reminiscing about the days when they were young and carefree, traveling the world and playing music for their adoring fans.

Yasmine listened intently, hanging on her father's every word. She loved hearing about Zayn's exciting life before she was born and she couldn't help but feel proud to be his daughter.

As the evening wore on, Zayn and Yasmine continued to chat and laugh, enjoying each other's company. It was moments like these that Zayn treasured the most – just him and his daughter, sharing stories and making memories.

Before they knew it, it was time for bed. Yasmine yawned and stretched, giving her father a big hug before heading off to her room to sleep.

Zayn watched his daughter walk down the hallway, a smile on his face. He couldn't believe how quickly she was growing up, but he was excited to see the amazing person she was becoming.

As Zayn settled into bed, he couldn't help but feel grateful for the time he got to spend with Yasmine. She was his pride and joy, and he would do anything to ensure her happiness and success.

The next morning, Yasmine woke up bright and early, ready to start the day. She bounded into the living room, where Zayn was making breakfast, and said, "Dad, I can't wait to go to school one day. I want to learn new things and make lots of friends!"

Zayn chuckled and ruffled her hair affectionately. "I know you do, Yasmine. And when the time comes, you'll be more than ready. But for now, let's make the most of today and enjoy our time together as a family."

Zayn and Yasmine sat down to enjoy a delicious breakfast together, looking forward to the adventures that lay ahead. Their bond was unbreakable, and their love for each other endless. They were a team, ready to take on whatever the future had in store for them.