That Special Girl (One Direction Adoption)[COMPLETED]

Niall Horan* (Chapter-Two)

Caia P.O.V

I woke up to somebody shaking me. I opened my eyes and saw a cop. A woman, maybe twenty eight. Brown hair with dark blue eyes.

She smiled down at me and I smiled back.

"Hello my name is Acacia." She said softly. I nodded acknowledging I heard.
"Can I ask you some questions?" She asked nicely. I nodded.
"Let's go to a restaurant and eat while we talk." She suggested.
"Okay." I answered.

She left and I walked into Fierce's closet. I have left clothes here incase I sweat to much and you can notice easily.

I put on a sports bra with a crop top that says 'hug me brotha" in black, the shirt is dark blue.
I also put on high-waisted light blue shorts.

I walked to Acacia and tapped her shoulder softly. She turned around smiling slightly.

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"Thank you for answering all the questions." Acacia said smiling brightly at me. I smiled back but it didn't reach my eyes. She touched my hand comfortingly.

"Here." She said handing me a small piece of paper. I looked at it and it was her phone number.

"Why did you give me this?" I asked confused.

No girl has ever been this nice to me.She is older than me so why would she give me this.

"You need a friend that's a girl." She said. I nodded still confused. She smiled at me and stood from the table.

"Text, call, I don't care but please talk to me soon." I nodded as I stood after her.

"Do you want to ride with me again?" She asked. I shook my head.

"I need to walk and clear my head." I said then waved while walking away. She waved back.

I walked down the sidewalk kicking little rocks here and there while singing random songs.
I looked at the ground, wishing I was the sidewalk. Nobody to hurt me, punch me, hit me, kick me.

I screamed loudly. People walking by gave me weird glances.
I shrugged and continued what I was doing.
I made it back to the gym and walked in. Everybody looked at me. I raised an eyebrow at then.

"You all need something?" I screamed then stormed into Fierce's office.
He looked at me confused. I sighed and paced back and forth. He stepped in front of me. I looked at him expecting some movement.

"You have to go to the adoption center tomorrow."

"W-what?" I stuttered. He gave me a guilty look.

"We tried to adopt you but we can't afford it." He said, looking down solemnly. I nodded backing away. I ran into the ring where everybody fights.

"Nash fight me." I said angrily. He ran up.

"Go." I said loudly and quickly.

He punched me in the gut. I punched under his chin. He flung his head back. It felt like everything was in slow motion.

He landed on his back in the ring lifeless. I got on my knees putting his head in my lap.

"Nash." I shook him.

"Nash." I said louder.

"Nash!" I screamed. Everybody looked at me. I gave them all the bird. They looked away continuing their training.

I looked down and Nash opened his eyes slowly.

"Don't hate me Nash." I pleaded. He looked at me confused.

"I knocked you out." I said guilty. He stood up pulling me up with him while laughing.

"Caia." He said still laughing.

"That's so funny because you think it's bad you did that. Fierce would be proud just like me." He explained. I nodded looking away.

I should be smiling and laughing but I can't do it anymore. I can't be happy anymore. I hit Jack like he hit me. I hit him and was glad about it. I shouldn't feel that. I should never feel glad hurting other people.

Nash brought me into Fierce's room.

"She knocked me out." Nash said proudly. Fierce smiled proudly and smacked my back smiling at me. He saw me frown.

"Be happy about this." He said. I shook my head. He sighed.

"I need to walk." I said and left. I put on my One Direction varsity jacket.

I walked around the UK finding a place to think.

A lightbulb went off in my head.

The old park my parents brought me to every Saturday. Cliche I know.

I walked there looking down. I saw leaves from the beautiful trees while I sat on a bench at the park, looking at the old tree I used to climb.

It's a beautiful tall tree. I would climb with my old friends. I climbed to the top and I could see everything. It felt like I was in the sky like a bird. Seeing people play and laugh. Nobody would climb as high as me. It was a good place to think. Just what I needed.

I walked to the tree and slowly climbed. I got to the top and saw a blonde boy. He looked alone like me. Leaning against the tree with his back while sitting on a branch. I sat on the other side of the tree in the same position. He glanced at me and looked away. I took a double glance.

It was Niall Freaking James Freaking Horan. My Irishian. I looked away fangirling inside my head.

"So what's your problems in life?" He mumbled. I sighed.

"Nothing you want to hear." I mumbled back. He patted next to him on the wide and long tree branch.

I moved next to him. He leaned his head back closing his eyes.

"It can't be to bad." He said opening his eyes looking straight into mine.

I nodded not meeting his glance.

"Tell me. I'm good with secrets." He said and I nodded.

I told him everything and he listened to me. I needed somebody to do that. No questions just to listen.

"Sucky life huh." He said. I nodded looking down. I saw kids playing with they're little puppy.

"Thank you." I mumbled.

"Thank you for listening." I mumbled still looking at the kids with their puppy laughing. I want happiness.

"So tell me why you are up here." I said to him looking into his eyes.

"Same as you. To think." He said.

"Tell me what happened." I said.

"The band got into a fight. I can't remember why I just remember running away and climbed this tree." He said sadly then sighed.

"I hear you are Niall Horan." I said smirking.

"You want a pic and autograph." He groaned. I chuckled.

"I am a fan but I know you don't want to do that stuff right now." I said smiling at him.

"You know I could adopt you." He said smiling back at me. I looked at him shocked and shook my head.

"That's too much. I could never let you." I said looking away.

"I have millions of dollars. I think I can with no problem." He said.

"What about Louis, Zayn, Liam, and Harry?" I asked.

"We live together but we have more room." He answered simply. I nodded, then we jumped down.

We walked to the adoption center and he adopted me.

I hope this will be fun.