Chapter 2

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Ashton's POV

The boys and I were heading to another one of our stupid meetings with management. Why? We didn't know. 
All I knew is that it had something to do with getting our band more popular. Something on the lines of that.
We head into Capital Records and wait for one of our managers, Jerry (I don't know if that's the real name of their manager, but just role with it) to come get us.

Eventually, he does and we all walk into this big room. It has a huge table with at least 20 chairs around it. I didn't understand why we needed all the room because it was only the band, a few of our managers, and Liz Hemmings. I don't question it though.

"Okay boys so we need to find a way to get you guys more popular. Now that you aren't touring with the 1D boys, your popularity has decreased. Any suggestions?" Jerry asks.
Everyone starts saying different ideas like selling more fancier merch or doing more shows, but we already have been doing all these things.
Suddenly Luke raised his hand. He had been quiet all morning.
"What if..what if we adopt a child?" He asks stuttering.
All of the boys look at him as if he's crazy. Then I think about it. I have always wanted a kid. And we would have Liz to help. Well until she leaves that is. It would definitely give us more popularity as we would be seen with a child as well.

"That's a great idea actually." I say astounded.

I repeat my logic and Luke agreed with me, obviously he had thought the same thing.
Soon everyone else was agreeing. It can't be that bad. I mean, what could possably go wrong?

-3 Hours Later-

We found an adoption center close by our hotel and started to head over. Luke was driving and Michael was in the passanger seat. Calum and I were in the back. It was pretty silent. I was  thinking about who we would want to adopt. My guess is that everyone's thinking the same thing.
We arrive at the adoption center. Jerry had already called letting the center know we would be coming.
We all get out and start heading for the doors. As soon as we walk in we see rows of girls and boys, between the ages of 4 and maybe 17 standing in lines. Except there was one spot that nobody was standing it.

"Hello boys, I am Cynthia Rose and I own this adoption center. Is there any specific ages or genders that you want?" Cynthia asks.

The boys and I huddle up. We hadn't really thought that through yet.

"I would say 13 and a girl?" Luke mutters.

We all agree and face everyone again. All of the kids have smiles and look so sweet. A lot of the girls but know who we are because some of their smiles are so wide and there a bit jumpy.

"Um a girl who is 13 years old?" I question. Unsure of my answer.

Cynthia nods and soon everyone except the age 13 girls leave. The empty spot is still there. I look at the rest of the boys and they seem to notice too.

"Um excuse me..but is there a reason why that spot is empty?" Michael asks.

Cynthia turns and all the girls start to giggle.

"Um that would be Makenzie O'Connor. You wouldn't want to meet her though. She is crazy." One of the girls say with a laugh.

The rest of them giggle along with her and that makes me slightly angry and annoyed.
Calum scoffs and whispers something to Cynthia.

"I think we are all pretty crazy if I do say so myself." Calum says.

The girl gulps and Cynthia whispers something in her ear. She turns to look at us with a sad pout and walks away. I'm guessing Calum told the Lady we didn't want her. Which I was completely fine with.

"Do you mind if you can go get Makenzie for us?" I ask politely.

Cynthia nods and walks away. We starts to talk to the other girls. They were all nice but just not what I was looking for. The other boys didn't look to pleased either.
Soon Cynthia comes back down with another little girl. She looked scared and sad. But kind of punky in a way.

"Makenzie meet Luke, Ashton, Michael, and Calum." Cynthia says.

Makenzie looks up at us and waves. She was definitely shy.
I walk up to her and smile.

"Hello Makenzie. I'm Ashton. Want to tell me a little bit about yourself?" I asked politely.

She shiley nodded and we all took a seat on the dirty ground. By now all the other girls were glaring at Makenzie.

"Hey Cynthia, do you mind letting the other girls leave for a bit so we can talk to Makenzie alone?" I ask.

Cynthia nodds and ushers all the girls out.

"Thank you.." Makenzie mumbles.

I nod and smile.

"Well my name is Makenzie. I am 13 years old and my birthday is on September 1st. Um.. I play the drums and sing. Uh..I-I listen to most alternative music. Me being the only girl here that does of course.. I play soccer a bit as well." Makenzie scarcely replies.

Calum immedietly gave her a high five when she said she played soccer, which made her giggle.
Her giggle was honestly one of the cutest things I had ever heard.
I think I know who we are going to pick.

"Cynthia! I think were ready." Luke shouts, the rest of us agreeing.

Makenzie looked sad as soon as Luke said that. What was she thinking?

Makenzie's POV

I went back upstairs knowing the boys wouldn't pick me. They were talking to Cynthia, the rude hag, as I was walking up the stairs. I went into the room and everyone in there went silent.

"Told you they wouldn't want you." One of the girls said.

Everyone started to laugh. I ran to the girls bathroom and cried.

"Oh stupid innocent Mick. Did you really think you had a chance?" Bethany said. She was sitting infront of me scowling.

I shrugged not knowing what to say. A part of me did think they would adopt me. Obviously I was wrong and Bethany was right. Like always.

"You know what I think you should do? I think you should take that razor out again and cut yourself until you bleed dry. How about that?" Bethany said smirking.

I shook my head no. I didn't want to die. Suddenly the drawer door started to open itself.

Oh no.

The razor was lifted out of the drawer. It started towards me.

She was going to force me into cutting.

My wrist was lifted and the razor slashed at my wrist. I felt a burning sensation come across my wrist.

Suddenly the door started to open. Bethany was keeping it locked though.

Another cut to my wrist and I screamed.

I heard boys trying to barge open the door. Was it the visitors?
Suddenly the door bursted open. I was laying on the ground with the razor next to me. Bethany was gone.

Cynthia was looking at me with disgust and the boys were tackling me and hugging me.

"Why would you do that to yourself?" Luke asked astounded.

"I didn't do it..it was Bethany." I whispered before slowly I was losing my focus of my sorroundings because of all the blood loss. I heard the boys yelling for me to keep my eyes open.

Then..it went black.

AUTHOR'S NOTE

Basically, that's the end of the story.
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Just kidding.
I hope you enjoyed this chapter and let me know in the comments what you thought of it.

Question: Who is your favorite member of 5 Seconds of Summer?

Answer: Depends on what day I'm having. But I love all of them equally so I guess my answer is Luke/Ashton/Michael/Calum.

Bye loves!
~Connor💕

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