Adopted by Niall Horan

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*At The Shopping Centre*

"Okay Lads, don't draw any attention." Liam said, mostly looking at Louis, Harry, and I.

First we went to a baby clothes shop. It was really big and had had lots of baby clothes. I got Rosily, with the help of Louis, a periwinkle jumper, black leggings, and a pair maroon Vans, and some skirts, TOMS, Vans, jumpers, skinny jeans, pajamas, socks, knickers, braces, stripped shirts(Louis' idea), and boots.

Then we went to a toy shop. By the time we got there, Rosily was already awake, mostly from Harry and Louis's screams. They are always so happy about Every. Little. Thing.

Once we got to the toy shop, Rosily was jumping around just like Louis and Harry. They all started to run around the parking lot, with Rosily giggling like crazy.

"Hawwy, sop it! Daddy, help!" I guess Harry taught Rosily our names.

"DID SOMEBODY SAY HELP?!" Louis screamed, grabbing Rosily off Harry, and running around the parking lot like idiots.

"Louis, sop! Daddy, help!" Rosily cried, still trying to recover from her giggling fit.

"I'm coming, baby girl!" I shouted, from across the parking lot. I dashed right over to them, Louis shocked that I could run this fast, and I grabbed Rosily. Once I got her, I ran into the toy shop.

Rosily's giggling, Liam's telling me to stop running, Zayn is laughing at all this, and Harry and Louis are still shocked. I walked over and and grabbing a trolley. I put Rosily in the seat, and walked over to the stuffed animals. I set Rosily on the ground and told her to pick out a few toys. She picked a periwinkle cat, an orange carrot, a pigeon, and a bunny.

After we bought them, we headed to the supermarket. We got bananas, carrots, and all this other stuff. Our total was £130.50. We got a lot of food.

Then I finally brought Rosily to the flat and she kept trying to wriggle out of my arms so she can explore. She doesn't know how to walk yet, but she knows how to talk and she doesn't have to eat baby food. I am getting the furniture delivered so that the lads can paint her room. Zayn is going to do some drawings on the walls. I think Rosily will like her room.

"Princess, take your toys and go play with them on the sofa." I said to Rosily, who looked really upset that I didn't want to play with her, "I'll play with you after we eat, okay?" She looked a lot happier now that I said I would play with her, also, she loves food.

Hey readers!

This chapter is kinda short but I'm sorry!

I don't have that many reads...Actually, I have none.

I hope you guys will enjoy this story!

Bye!

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