My name is Kayla. I live in an orphanage waiting to be adopted. My dad died before I was born, and my mom gave me up the day I was born. I am sixteen, and usually people don't want to adopt teenagers. I try my best to be presentable on the days people come to adopt. I have long, curly, blonde hair. I am 5'6 and weigh about 98 pounds. A really nice couple came in a few months ago looking to adopt a girl. My "best friend" sabotaged me. The morning the couple came, Taylor, (my best friend) turned my alarm clock off. She put maple syrup all in my hair, and she spread strawberry jelly all over my clothes. That way.. I would be late for the meeting, I would look like a wreck, and I would smell like food. Yeah, what a great best friend. Well, I went downstairs to see if the couple had come yet, or if they came and left already. They sure did come. They came and adopted Taylor. I swore to myself to never talk to her again! About a year later, a guy came to the orphanage looking for a girl to adopt. I thought that I might have a chance. He met with a few of the other girls, but as soon as he met me, he wanted to adopt me. He expected me to know who he was or something. He told me that his name is Simon Cowell. Am I supposed to know who he is? He told me a little bit about himself on our long flight to my new "home". He explained what he did for a living, and that he was a judge for the X Factor, and for American Idol. He told me some personal things that I probably shouldn't say. He says that they're "family things". When we arrived in England I was a bit mad. The one thing he didn't tell me was that I would be moving to England! This would be a long few years. I did not like the fact that I would be living with a famous person. He probably only adopted me for the publicity. He told me that his "boys" would be staying at our house from time to time. Who were his precious little boys anyways? He wouldn't quit blabbering on about his boys.
"Well Kayla, the boys are a bit out of control at times. The five of them are normally always together."
I just kept my mouth shut. If I'm going to have to stay with some little boys, I am going to be mad. They are probably going to be so annoying too. Well.. This is going to be fun. Not..
When we pulled into the driveway, Simon had his maids come out and get my bags. He showed me to my room, and I couldn't believe my eyes. My room looked like a mansion! There are three parts to my room. I have a huge sleeping area, a big huge bathroom, and the study area. It looks like a house! Simon told me to go get dressed up in something nice because the boys are coming over. I just put on some sweat pants and a tank top. Next, I went downstairs to meet his "boys".
"What are you wearing? I told you to put on something nice". Said Simon.
"Well, I don't care what I look like to meet your stupid little boys."
"Hello love. You must be Kayla. Nice to meet you". Said Harry.
"Uhm.. Uhh.. Ha Ha Ha Harry Styles?!"
"I think that's who I am".
"Kayla, this is Harry, Niall, Louis, Zayn, and Liam. Boys, this is Kayla". Simon says.
I was so mad at myself for looking like a total disaster. I ran to my room to hurry up and try to look decent. I put my hair up in a ponytail. I put on a superman shirt tucked into my black skirt. I did my makeup all pretty, and went back downstairs. Harry was sitting on the couch playing on his phone.
He told me to come sit by him, so I did. I tried to remain calm, but on the inside, I was going crazy.
I thought Simon meant that five little boys would be here. I didn't know that One Direction would be here. Simon had his chef cook us dinner. We had a salad, and some fruit. Louis talked about eleanor the whole time. Liam talked about Danielle, Niall talke about Nandos, and Liam didn't talk about much at all. Harry is definitely not shy. He asked me some strange questions. Then Harry asked me if I wanted to catch a movie sometime. The boys came to the house everyday for a while. Each day Harry and I would do something new. We went swimming, and watched movies. Louis and Eleanor, Liam and Danielle, Zayn and Perrie, and Harry and I all went out for a movie. We saw New Year's Eve. It was a good movie, but I wasn't paying attention to the movie much. I had other things to do. The boys had to leave for tour in a month, and I never wanted that day to come. Harry and I became so close, and I really didn't want to see him go. I spent every second that I could with him, but no amount of time with him was enough. I was really starting to like him.
Harry- " uhh.. Kayla, I have a question."
Me- "Yes"?
Harry- "Well, I've been thinking. I was wondering if you would like to be my girlfriend"?
**awkward silence**
Me- "Of corse I want to be your girlfriend, but you're leaving in a few days. Then we wouldn't see eachother"
Harry - " That's the thing. I want you to come on tour with me and the boys. They would love for you to come. They all like you".
Me- "Do you think Simon would let me? You're asking".
Harry- "first you have to say yes to being my girlfriend"
Me- "YES"!
*hug*
The next day, Harry talks to Simon about me going on tour with them. He said yes. So I spent the next few days preparing for the journey. I packed a lot of clothes. I figured that along the way, I'd be buying more clothes. Simon gave me a ton of money for the tour, and he also told me to be safe. The next morning was the day. I woke up at 5:20 in the morning to get my things in the limasine. We headed for the airport. I was surprised to see a private jet for the nine of us. It was so amazing. The view was great. I saw so many wonderful things. Harry and I sat together in the back of the private jet. Perrie and Zayn were in the front talking about strange and unusual things. All I did was pay attention to Harry. I started to like Harry more and more each day. When we arrived in New York for the first concert, everything was so pretty. Harry and I had our own hotel sweet. The other couples shared a sweet, and Niall was alone. I had a friend that lives in New York so I had her come over to meet Niall so he wouldn't be alone. The first day, we all went shopping. I was a bit shy at first because I didn't really know anybody. About every girl at that mall was surrounding us. It was annoying. I wondered why no one ever left us alone. The second day, we went to the beach. Gosh, it was perfect. We went on the peer, and then when night time came, we layed on the peer and watched the stars and the water. Well.. Until the cops came. People weren't supposed to be at the beach past 9:00 pm. It was now 12:46 am and the cops came. Luckily.. It was a female police. She looked at the boys and yelled. She was so supprised to see One Direction. She let us off with a warning, and we went back to the hotel. We watched movies all night long. I woke up to being in Harry's room. I walked into the living room and Harry was sleeping on the love seat. It was so cute. He was laying there with half of his body off the the seat. His head was resting on the coffe table, and his feet were about to knock over the lamp. I woke him up to ask him why I was In his bed, and he said
"Because you looked tired"
"I have my own bed though..?"
"Yes, but Niall and your friend Rebecca are in your bed."
"Babe, we're together, I think that we can be in the same bed."
"I wasn't sure if you would be comfortable with that."
