adopted by one direction.

adopted-chapter 16

I woke up on the couch. I must have fallen asleep earlier. I checked the time, learning that it is 6. The boys would be home in an hour and even though I was kind of mad at them, couldn't wait to see them.

I got up and threw the fluffy blanket off me. The Mirror across the room showed my reflection. Besides looking ugly and disgusting, I was pale. Like really, really pale. Lack of food? I'd eaten a biscuit..in almost 3 and a half days. I'm fine. It doesn' matter, i'm just tired.



~LOUIS'S POV~

It was an hour until we got home to em and we were rushing to get there. It was annoying we couldn't go home last night but I'm sure em was fine. She's not 5. She can handle herself.

"Do you reckon em's ok?" Niall asked from behind me

"Why wouldn't she be?"

"Well..you know what she's like"

"Bridget wouldn't let her" Bridget was our friend we asked to babysit em. We hadn't talked to her since we asked though.

"Yeah but still"

"Niall, she's fine. She can handle being alone and if not she needs to toughen up. It's not like she isn't used to it"

Niall looked at me and walked off. I feel bad about saying that, but it's true. Anyone would have. Right?

45 minutes later we had done everything and escaped before management could stop us. Liam drove us back home and the lights were off in the house. We walked through the door and it was like there was no one home.

"Hello?" I called into the darkness.

"Em?" Liam shouted.

We turned on the light. Everything looked fine. We ran up to em's room. Her door was jammed with something. Harry and I pushed it open and whatever was holding it snapped and fell. The first thing we saw was em. Her pale face, fragile and scared. Tears were still on her cheeks as she stood on the floor. She looked at us before she fell. I caught her just before she hit the ground.



~EM'S POV~

I tore my eyes away from the mirror and the doorbell rang. Who was that? Maybe the boys were home early? I walked to the door and opened it. A girl stood there. She was obviously a whore and she stood there with her hand on her hip and an annoyed look on her face

"Is zayn here?" She snapped

"No he's out. working."

"Yeah right, who would leave you here alone?"

"What do you mean"

"Ugly emo's like you can't be trusted. Tell zayn to call me when he gets back"

"No"

"Excuse me?"

"No" I repeated firmly.

"Listen here you slut. What makes you think you can talk to me like that? You're ugly and fat, disgusting and ferral. No one likes you so go and die. zayn doesn't need you in his life, but he does need me. so again, tell zayn to call me" she said viciously.

"Thanks!" She added and shot a wink at me before going back to we stupid pink car.

I slammed the door closed and ran up to my room. Tears flowed from my eyes as I grabbed up my phone and went onto twitter. My page filled with hate pages about me and horrible comments. I read through them

'stupid bitch go die'

'No one likes you whore'

'You got adopted by one direction? New charity program I see. They couldn't chosen better, bitch'

'Hands off my Husband freak! Go take some pills!'

It was all too much. i threw my phone on my bed and jammed a chair under my door. I grabbed some pills and stood in the middle of my bedroom floor.





Cliffhanger!!!!!

I have athletics carnival tomorrow :/

HAVE FUN AT WHATEVER YOU ARE DOING TOMORROW!! Aha

enjoy my lovelies xo

~em