Adopted By One Direction

9<3

Harry's POV:
We calmed Louis down and we were watching a movie. I looked at Nevaeh who was in a deep, sound sleep. It was scary looking actually.

"Is she okay...?" I asked, concerned.

"She's sick and had 18 needles stabbed in her arms, she has a right to be tired." Louis snapped. He was still on edge with the whole situation.

"Geez. Sorry." I said, looking away. We finished the movie and got ready to go up to bed, and Lou carried Nevaeh up the stairs, and she woke up halfway up the stairs.

"Hello!" She whispered cheerily, noticing everyone around her.

"Hi Nevaeh, how ya doin?" Liam asked.

"Sick. And my arms hurt a lot." She said, grimacing. "Where are we going?" She asked, looking around the dark stairwell.

"We're going upstairs to go to bed." Niall explained. She nodded and we finished carrying her upstairs, and we all gave her our hugs and kisses, stepping out. I noticed Louis stay behind and tuck her in. He was talking to her softly and she was giggling. We stood in the doorway silently, not wanting Louis to know we were watching him. The sight was just too adorable to ignore. He finished tucking her in and gave her a big hug, stroking her hair and singing something softly to her. It was admittedly precious.

"He really loves her doesn't he." Niall said in awe, leaning against the doorframe.

"I think he has a different connection with her than we do. They're really close." Liam said, grinning. Louis finished singing his song and kissed her on the head, quickly turning around. We scrambled around but he saw us anyway.

"We weren't listening!" Niall exclaimed, and I stomped on his foot.

"Owwww..." He moaned, glaring at me.

"It's okay. Goodnight lads." Louis said happily, stepping into his room. We all looked at each other and shrugged, walking off to our rooms.

Louis's POV:
I climbed into bed after tucking Nevaeh in. I love her so much, I've wanted a little girl for a really long time and I finally got one, and I could tell we were all making a huge difference in her life. It made me feel important, knowing that she needed me.

I didn't tell her that she was going to the hospital tomorrow. I know I should've, but I didn't. She was going to be scared. But we would be there for her and it would all be okay, right?
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It was around 9:00 when we woke up. We had managed to get one more day off to keep taking care of Nevaeh and being her to to the hospital, but tomorrow we had to get back to work. I went to wake Nevaeh up, and I noticed that she was covered in sweat but shivering. I gently shook her awake and she sat up and yawned.

"Hey." She said to me, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes.

"Hi! Do you feel any better today?" I asked as she climbed up.

"A little bit yeah." She said, reaching for my hand. I grabbed it and we walked down the stairs, and she sat on the couch, pulling the blanket over herself.

"Li? She's awake!" I yelled and Liam came in with the thermometer. Nevaeh groaned and opened her mouth to allow Liam to put it in, humming softly until he took it out.

"It's only 101.8 today, it went down a bit." Liam said, putting the thermometer in his pocket. That's good, she was getting better.

"Hey Nevaeh? We have some news for you. You have to go to the hospital today." I said softly, and her eyes widened.

"No! No no no no! I won't go!" She yelled through tears.

"Nevaeh it's okay, we're just going to make sure nothing's wrong." Harry assured her, but she shook her head.