Chapter 20
"Ok Sidney, this is a real therapist this time. Sorry about the other one" Louis gave me a crooked smile.
We were in the lobby of this small building, much different from the other one. We all squeezed in this medium length couch. I sat in Zayn's lap and Harry sat the arm rest, along with Louis.
"Sidney Tomlinson" called a lady coming out of one of the doors. I slowly stood up and looked at the boys.
"We'll be out here" Zayn assured me. I nodded and walked toward the lady that stood in the doorway. She smiled at me and held the door open as I walked through.
"Hello Sidney, its nice meeting you, and your very pretty." The lady grinned at me as we walked to her office, as I assumed. I slightly grinned looking at the ground.
We then entered the office, but it didn't look like a office. It looked more of a room to hang out in.
"Take a seat" she motioned to a giant, brown, beanbag chair.
I flopped down in the seat and sank in, I let out a little laugh as I got comfortable. The lady took a seat in this awesome swinging chair that hung from the ceiling.
"So first off, let me tell you about me. My names Mrs. Lowe, but you can call me Sara if you want." She smiled leaning toward me like it was a big secret, I grinned. "I'm 24 and three quarters, but 15 in the head. My birthday is December 22 and I love my job. I am very down to earth and wish I could just travel the world to help and meet people. My parents are both stressful business people who work in cubicles. Boring I know!" She nodded her head. "I'm an only child but I have a cat named Larry, he's a curious one. And last I live in a very homie motor home." She let out a deep breathe because she had explain everything quite hurriedly.
"Now, would you like to tell me about yourself?" She sat criss cross apple-sauced in the swinging chair and her bent elbow stood on her knees as her head lay on her hands.
I shifted in the bean bagged chair, looking up at her. She wore black leggings, a white lace like poncho, and a black long sleeve. Her black hair was done in lose pigtails that were pulled over her shoulders. She didn't have much makeup on too, not much that I could see, because she looked so natural or down to earth like she said. She smiled at me kindly and I smiled back at her.
She didn't remind me of anything like Mrs. Dory, she looked more kind and trustworthy. So I took this time to tell her about myself.
"My names Sidney, the boys call me Sid sometimes, you can too. I'm 10 years old-real close to 11. But some people talk to me like I'm 7 and I hate that. My birthday is August 10 and I love to watch and listen." She looked at me kind of confused. "Like I rather listen to the boys talk to each other than join in, and just by watching and listening I notice more things."
"Oh, okay!" She nodded.
"I wish..." I drifted off looking at the ground. What I really wanted to tell her was that I wished I could see my parents one last time, and have one day just like old times. But I felt a lump forming in my throat and I didn't want to bring them up to her now.
I quickly swallow the lump and skipped to something else.
"I was adopted by the boys a while ago. Louis is the legal guardian so he is pretty much my dad. But they all are like brothers to me and they treat me like a real part of their family. Ermm, and I've always been an only child." I say.
"Very nice, very nice!" she grinned sitting up. "Now can you tell me about your personiaty? For example; I'm outgoing and loud." I nodded looking up to think, then back at her.
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Mostly Silent... (1D)
Fanfiction10 year old Sidney is very shy and doesn't talk much. She saw her parents both die before her eyes when she was just 8. She ends up scared, frighted and sent to a orphanage. But she gets adopted by the none other than, One Direction. Will she stay s...