Adopted By One Direction

11<3

Nevaeh's POV:
The boys ran in but I just continued sobbing, refusing to look at the mirror.

"Nevaeh? What's the mat-oh my god." Liam said, staring at the mirror.

Written in the middle of my bathroom mirror, in red paint, was this message.

I will find you.

It didn't take a genius to figure out who did it. I walked into my room and found little smudges of red paint everywhere. Louis grabbed me and didn't let me go.

"Call the police." He said, and Niall pulled out his phone and dialed 999, and Louis set me down on my bed.

"He's going to find me!" I yelled, sobbing. He already knows where I am! He knows who I live with, I was lucky to be gone when I was!

"He isn't taking you. He can't, you're ours. I promise you aren't going anywhere." Louis said, rubbing my back.

"What will you do if he tries?" I asked, knowing my dad would try everything to get me back.

"We'll stop him. He's not going to take you back. He can't, he's done too much." Louis assured me and I nodded. I had to believe him, because it was true. He couldn't take me, nobody would let him.

"Don't worry, we're going on tour soon anyway. If we're all over the world he surely can't find us, can he?" He asked soothingly.

"Y-yeah. You're right!" I said, smiling. He wasn't going to track me down.

"Are you ready to go downstairs now?" Louis asked and I nodded, holding out my hand. He grabbed it and we walked down together.
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Liam's POV:
"It was definitely Drew." The cop said, after running some quick tests on the paint smudges. The DNA matched Drew's perfectly.

"He'll be under house arrest for a month. He won't be able to locate you." The cop said, closing up all of his equipment, getting ready to leave.

"Thank you so much officer." I said, glad that Nevaeh wouldn't have to worry about being found anymore. In a month we wouldn't even be in the country anymore. We would be fine.

"Yes sir. Goodnight now." He said, stepping out.

"Okay guys, what should we do?" Niall asked, still sounding shaken.

"I'm not sure. We have four hours before we have to go to the next interview." Harry replied.

"We could play a game or watch a movie." Nevaeh suggested quietly, stroking Angel. I just realized how lucky we were that we had taken Angel with us- Drew could have killed her. We ended up just sitting on the couch on our phones when Nevaeh hopped up.

"I completely forgot to take my medicine." She said, running up the stairs.

Nevaeh's POV:
I went into my room and grabbed my pill bottle, avoiding looking in the mirror. The message had been cleared away, but still. I took the bottle downstairs with me and grabbed a glass, filling it halfway with water. I took my three pills out of the bottle and swallowed my medicine, sitting back on the couch with the boys. I was texting Summer when I started seeing black, and I noticed that my fingers felt really heavy. I put my phone down and closed my eyes for a minute.

"Are you okay?" Niall asked me and I nodded.

"Y-yeah, I'm fine." I said, noticing that my voice sounded heavy. I was shaking now. I looked at my arm, which seemed to be about twice its usual size. What was going on? I felt really weird.

"Nevaeh? Are you sure?" Harry asked, looking at me suspiciously. At least, I think he looked suspicious. I couldn't really tell. His voice sounded far away. I felt really thirsty, and I went to get some water. I took a small sip, and felt myself fall a little. I grabbed onto the counter top, catching myself just in time. My vision was completely blurred over now, and I felt myself fall. The last thing I heard was one of the boys shouting something, and I was out.