Carter's p.o.v
These past few days have been very difficult for me. Although I want to be productive, I'm still dead inside.
I lost someone who was like a mother to me. She took me in when no one else would.
She loved me when no one else loved. It's because of her that I'm still here.
Me and Bradley decided on making an adoption. Kian has been volunteering at an orphanage.
There is a young boy there that I fell in love with since I saw his picture, and I want to help him.
His name is Dylan, and he's 15 years old. His mom died at birth, and his dad slowly became an alcoholic, beating him every day.
Someone found out, and he was put in an orphanage. We are going to meet him later today, and I am excited.
We decided on taking only Paris and Casey with us, then taking the older kids tomorrow.
I carried Casey's baby carrier and the big baby bag with things for both kids, as Bradley carried Paris' baby carrier.
We secured both babies in the back, before getting in and driving away. When we got there, we walked in, and I took Casey out of his baby carrier, and put him in his stroller.
Bradley was holding Paris since she was asleep. "Mr and Mrs. Simpson," Krysta, the owner of the orphanage said as she approached us.
"So nice to meet you." We shook hands and she smiled at our kids. "Are these your kids?" She asked.
"Our youngest, yes. Paris and Casey." I smiled. "Are you guys ready to meet Dylan?" She smiled.
"Super." Bradley said. "Bradley, if you could stay behind Carter, please do. He is scared of male figures." Krysta explained.
"Thanks fine." Bradley smiled. I walked in to a room, that was blue and red.
Dylan sat on his bed. "Dylan, sweetie. Carter and Bradley are here." Krysta told him.
Dylan turned around, looking at me, smiling widely. "Hi, I'm Carter, and this is my husband, Bradley." I said introducing ourselves.
"H-hi. He won't hit me, right?" He asked, referring to Bradley. "Oh, no, sweetie. He would never, I promise." I said.
"You guys can sit next to me. Are these your kids?" Dylan asked. "Yes, our youngest. We have 3 more kids." Bradley said.
"I'll leave you guys to know each other. Dylan, I'll be outside, okay? You call me if you need me." Krysta said heading out.
She shut the door. "Can you tell me more about you guys?" Dylan asked. I nodded.
"Well, I'm Carter Caylen-Simpson, and I was also adopted. My dad, Jc is only a few years older than me. I was a singer, and soon I'm hoping to be a singer again." I said as I pulled Casey out of his stroller.
"I'm Bradley, I'm from the UK, I was in a famous band called The Vamps with my 3 lads, I love footy, and singing." Bradley smiled.
"Tell me about your family." Dylan said, interested. I nodded. "Well, we have 5 kids in total," I started.
"Lily is our oldest is 17, and our twins, Madison and Mason are 13, almost 14, Paris here is turning one very soon, and this little one is 9 months old. He was born early."
"Are you going to get me out of here?" Dylan asked with tears in his eyes. It broke my heart, so I put Casey in his stroller, and pulled Dylan into a hug.
"Oh baby, of course. We are going to get you out of here, okay?" I asked him.
He was in tears. "I've never had a real family." He said. I held him closer to me.
"You will soon." Bradley told him. "You want to be with us?" I asked him. "Yes, more than anything in the world." He said.
Me and Bradley signed so many papers for over 4 hours, and finally, Dylan was coming home with us.
"If you feel like you aren't ready to call us mom and dad, that's fine. Take your time, okay?" I told him.
"Okay, mom." He said said, making me smile widely. We got to the house, introducing the kids.
We left Paris with the kids, and took Dylan out shopping. We got him a new phone, clothes, decorations for his room, and much more.
When we got home, Mason helped him set his phone and laptop up. Dylan was smiling from ear to ear.
"Thank you, thank you so much for everything." He said hugging me. "Oh baby, you're so welcome." I said with tears in my eyes.
"This is... Amazing." He said smiling. "I want you to know that you can tell me anything, okay? Me and Bradley are always here for you." I told him.

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FanfictionCarter Daniels is a 15 year old girl who's parents were killed when she was just 10. She's now living in an orphanage. She's lived here, in California. She was brought to the orphanage the day after her parents were killed. One day, 6 boys known as...