Little Wing (Adopted by One Direction)

Chapter Five: Replaced!?

Eve's POV

Sadness was an understatement.

I woke up this morning in Louis' arms and I guess that Eleanor had gone to work. Remembering the events from last night. Just thinking about the hit made me want to cry.

I was overtired last night.

How could I forgive them when something like that happened? It's the other boys turn next. The thought of that made me tense and crawl out of Louis' arms

That only made him hold me tighter. I let out a frustrated cry.

I pushed myself away from him and his eyes peeled open, eyebrows knitting together in confusion.

"What's wrong babydoll?" He wondered. I just wriggled out of his grip until he finally let me go. I got off the bed and ran to the wall. Tears falling down my cheeks. He just held his arms out.

"Baby, come tell me what's wrong" he cooed, but I just crossed my arms over my chest and cried harder.

"Eve, come here please." He told me again, softness vanishing from his voice. I just stood there, voraciously shaking my head. He sighed and rolled his eyes.

"Eve Isobel I better not have to repeat myself. I want you to come here and tell me why you are upset." How dare he use my middle name! Okay, Louis. It's on.

"N-no!" I shouted, stomping my foot. Letting choking sobs erupt through the room.

A concerned, tired looking Harry then burst through the door, rubbing his eyes.

"Hey, hey. What's going on here?" He asked, holding his hands up. Louis just scoffed and pointed to me.

"She's all upset and she won't tell me why and I just want to know so we can talk it out and make her feel bette-" But Harry cut off his yelling.

"Louis, give us a minute please, go cool off." Harry shooed him. After Louis walked out, shutting the door, Harry turned to me. He walked over getting on his knees to reach my small height, and held my hands.

"Baby, why you upset?" He asked me, my teary eyes looking into his calm ones. I just sobbed, words not forming. I was just so sad.

"Zay-n.S-sc-ary" Was what I managed out. he just wrapped his arms around my waist and lifted me up. He bounced us up and down, rubbing circles in my back.

"Shhh. You're okay. You're okay now." He cooed. After a few minutes I calmed down a bit, he wiped stray tears and kissed my temple.

"Do you wanna go say sorry to Louis? I think he's pretty upset." He offered. I've never wanted to do anything more. I nodded fiercely and he put me down. I ran into the big bathroom in the hallway, to find him leaning on the counter, head in his hands.

"Louis?" I squeaked. His head shot up and his face softened. "I'm s-sorr-y." I couldn't even finish the sentence before starting to cry again. He opened his arms and without hesitation, I ran into them. He lifted me and held me close, and I hugged him too tight.

"Shh, angel." He told me, kissing the side of my head multiple times, Bouncing us like Harry did. "You know I love you, right?" He asked, quietly in my ear. I just put my head on his shoulder. He pulled away and looked at my face.

"Let's get breakfast, yeah?" He asked me, putting me down and holding my hand. I nodded and we trudged down the stairs, when the worst thing that could've possibly happened, did. Guess who was there with a tear stained face, a coffee in front of him?

Zayn.

I hitched a breath and held Louis tighter. As soon as I breathed, Zayn's head turned to me, tears welling in his eyes. He got up and slowly started walking closer to me.