Michael's POV
"I seriously think that this is a bad idea, we can't even look after Luke never-" I was in the middle of speaking before Luke cut me off saying.
"I can look after myself oi, plus I think this will be fun. She doesn't need to be a 2 year old Michael." We were going to adopt a child today after ASHTON said that we had to otherwise we were getting a dog. I think looking after ourselves is hard enough never mind a child.
"Fine but I am not going to just ran after her all day. I have a life." I spat. I hated the idea of having another person to look after.
Isla's POV
Today was adoption day and likely I was never going to be chosen. I felt really down today since it was my mum's anniversary of her death. 6 years I had been in this hell whole. It wasn't in bad condition it was just I was hated here and I got bullied for no reason.
"ISLA GET DOWN HERE NOW YOU ARE GETTING ADOPTED" Miss Muir screamed from down stairs. I was too shocked to even move at the moment which was probably a bad idea.
"FOR GOODNESS SAKE CHILD GET PACKING THEN COME DOWN HERE!" Her voice took me out of my trance and before I knew it everything from my side of the room was packed into my suitcase. I struggling to get down stairs when I saw 4 teenage boys staring at me 3 with huge grins and one with very bright hair with a very pissed look on his face. My heart was racing and I could just picture him hitting me. I was only abused by my dad which made me terrified of men and in this case teenage boys. They were at least a meter taller than me.
Luke's POV
As soon as she walked down stairs and spotted us a look of fear possessed her face making me hurt a little. Michael was standing staring at her with a pissed sort of look. We all knew this wasn't the best idea but we liked it apart from Michael.
She had emerald green eyes and dirty blonde hair that was half covered by a beanie. She was definitely one if us without a doubt.
"Hi." I managed to speak to her without being awkward like I am.
"Ummm...hi?" She sounded Italian but I couldn't tell.During the car ride home I decided to introduce us to her.
"Hi I am Luke" wow I was really good at not stuttering.
"Hi..I'm Michael." He said blankly before looking out of the window again.
"Hey I'm Calum but call me Cal cause it sounds easier."
"And last but not least I'm Ashton" He grinned.
"Well hi there. You probably know my name but it's Isla but call me Ily. It's a nickname my mother gave me." Definitely Italian. I gave her a small smile before turning to see Mikey turn a weird shade of green.
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Mistakes// Adopted by 5sos
FanfictionIsla is a 14 year old living in an orphanage after her mum dying in a tragic accident and her dad in jail. She was the weird one out of every one, I guess not everyone likes her.