Adopted One Way or Another

Chapter 9:

*Louis' POV*

Wow. That wet worse than I had intended.

Hazel threw up 3 times while the lads and I were interviewed. All according to Paul and Lou, our hair dresser.

I knew that we should of just went straight home instead of coming here.

They all (as in the audience + the hostess) wanted to see Hazel, but we couldn't let her come on stage because she was sick. The audience was sad and so was the hostess. That was kinda embarrassing. But on the bright side...wait...their is no bright side. Shit. Oh well. (xD)

Finally, we arrived at home! Hazel smelled like vomit, so I decided to give her a bath.

*Hazellynn's POV*

Daddy told me that I smelled like vomit, so he was going to give me a bath. Yay! I love bath time! It's nice and soothing and it gives me and Louis some daddy-daughter-time, alone. I like when we have this alone time because it's nice and quiet and we can talk to each other without any interruptions.

Louis is a pretty laid-back kind of guy. He's a little overprotective and what not, but I still love him. He's a great daddy to have. I'm thankful for him. ❤

"Hazel, have you ever told me what your favourite colour is?" he asked curiously.

I thought for a moment and shook my head. "No. I don't think so."

"Oh, what is your favourite colour then, love?" he asked, scrubbing shampoo through my hair.

"Purple!" I cheered.

He smiled. "Awesome!" he said enthusiastically. "Can you guess what mine is?"

"Um, orange!" I said.

"Nope. Try again."

"Boo!" (blue) I smiled.

He smiled back. "Nope! I'll give you a hint: it's the first colour of the rainbow.

I hate hard questions! Ugh! I should know this. Niall just taught me the colours of the rainbow just a couple days ago.

"Red!" I said throwing my arms up in the air and smiled.

He laughed. "Yew got it!"

"Yay!" I clapped.

He smirked while beginning to rinse the shampoo out of my long, thick ringlets.

"Dang, baby girl! Yew need a hair cut!"

"No!" I whined.

"Awe, why not?" he asked.

"'Cause, I don't like my hair short!" I responded still whining. (lol)

"Oh, okay..." he sounded surprised with my response.

"Mhm." I said.

After I was clean and smelled like lilacs, he drained the water out of the bath tub. Then, dried with off with a fresh dry towel.

When I was dried, he helped me get dressed. I wore a green froggy tank top with white jean shorts. (I dislike white jean shorts. well actually I dislike all white shorts) He then brushed my hair thoroughly making my hair tangle free.

"Are you feeling any better, love?" he suddenly asked me.

I shrugged. "My tummy still hurts, but udder (other) den dat, I fine." I smiled as he began to blow dry my hair. It took 1O minutes to blow dry my hair. It's still a bit damp, but I don't really care. (haha)

Just then I heard screaming coming from downstairs.

"Leeewwiissss!" a voice screamed, making me flinch.

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