Little Wing (Adopted by One Direction)

Chapter Two: Break Downs & Meeting Girlfriends

Eve's POV

Its been two weeks since I've been living with these famous boys, and let me tell you, they are crazy! They seem pretty nice, though. I'm used to people thinking I'm a bad girl or a shame-on-you child, as the matron of the adoption centre used to say, so this is... Different.

Right now, it's 9:37 in the morning, and I just woke up. I am now staring at the wall in front of me, just thinking about those boys.

Liam; he seems really nice and I feel pretty comfortable around him, because he reminds me of my old daddy, fun, exciting, and strong. He is nice when you get to know him. At first he acts like a dad with a lot of rules and no fun, but when you get to know him he's funny and nice.

Harry; He is really funny and knows a lot of jokes. He also has really fun hair that I like to play with a lot. He likes to tickle me. I also feel a special connection to him, because I love bananas like he does.

Louis; he has a fluffy beard that's really scratchy and fun. He also gives me chocolate and candy before dinner, so he's pretty good. He always tucks me in at night and kisses my head, that's how I know his beard is scratchy. He's so funny too. He tells a lot of jokes.

Niall; he eats a lot! He always gives me good cuddles, and makes me laugh a lot. I like when we get to play together, because he always colours with me. Sometimes I see him as more of a friend than one of my 'dads' or 'brothers'

I was snapped out of my thoughts by Liam barging into my room and grinning in my direction.

"Morning, sunshine" He beamed. No pun needed.

I just stared continued staring at the wall blankly before he spoke up.

"Harry's almost finished making breakfast. Let's go downstairs, yeah?" He offered. Instead of standing up, I just reached my arms out to him, signalling to carry me. He just stared at me with a shocked expression before walking away. I was on the verge of tears when he came to the side of the bed and lifted me onto his hip.

I had no doubt he was gonna be shocked, because I didn't really let the boys touch me. They seemed to be a bit upset about it, but understanding because of my past, and how it hasn't even been a month.

I rubbed my eyes with fists and leaned my head on Liam's muscular shoulder as he bounced down the stairs.

"Look who's awake" he said, and I could feel his chest vibrate. Liam put me down, so I just stood there awkwardly. Zayn turned his attention away from the conversation going on and smiled at me, while I just played with the hem of my pyjama shirt.

"Hey babe" he gleefully said, before opening his arms. He always did this, even when he knew I would just stare at the floor, ignoring his offer of a hug.

Today felt different. Like I wanted to be close to these boys. So, without even thinking, I ran into his open arms. He seemed taken aback and totally shocked at first, before wrapping his arms around my four-year-old sized torso. I wasn't fed very much at the orphanage, so I am very tiny, about the size of a four year old, both width and height.

I could feel the stares of the other boys. That was until Louis yelled.

"WAIT! SHES ACTUALLY HUGGING YOU BACK FOR ONCE?! TOOK YAH LONG ENOUGH." He screamed shocked. It startled me, so much to cause me to forcefully fall out of the arms of Zayn Malik and onto the ground. I was now laying on my back before sitting up slouched over.

I hung my head in shame and embarrassment of the fact that what Louis said was true. So, I let him make my tears fall like British showers. (A/N get that fellow directioners?😏😏) I heard a chorus of 'Aww''s and let out a few choking sobs, because of the new pain in my ankle, which I landed on.