Adopted By 5sos

Better Make It Up

Chapter 63- Better Make It Up

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Liv//

I got out of the car and there was a full party going on. There was a banner on the front door saying We found them!

I saw Luke and Calum at the door with a guy their age. He turned around and I immediatly realised it was-

"Harry! OhmyGod! We've not seen you in ages!" Riley jumped into his arms and I followed afterwards.

"How are my little munchkins?"

"Awesome!" Me and Riley said at the same time which made him laugh.

"Come on lets go in and PARTAYYY!!" Harry exclaimed.

I looked around and saw Vincént, sitting on the curb, "I'll come in a bit."

I jogged up to Vince, "What's the matter, pretty boy?"

Vincént chuckled a little, "Not much really, pretty girl."

"Why are you sat on the curb then?"

"Just-- I miss my mum." He sighed.

"She's in a better place now. With your dad."

"H-how do you know about him? Does Riley even know he's dead?"

"No. But, when I tried to bring up the subject to Mrs Crowell, she always changed it. So I did some research and I found he died of lung cancer. I'm so sorry, Vince." I rested my head on his shoulder.

"It's cool. He died when I was like 6 years old. Riley was 1 or 2. But she was in the orphanage. That's why we couldn't take care of her. We spent so much money on trying to get him better. But it all went to waste. Me and mum could barely live on what we had." He sighed.

"I understand. You have to tell her, though."

"Tell who, what?" Riley asked.

I gave Vince one last look and went inside.

"Hey babe." Chase grinned at me.

"Hey." I grinned back.

"I learnt a new frase from Tyler." He smirked.

"What is it?" I laughed.

"te faire foutre , vous stupide vache."

"What does it mean?"

"Fuçk yourself, you stupid cow." I burst out laughing.

"I kinda want to tell me mum that." That made me laugh even harder and I had to hold my stomach because I was laughing so hard.

"Are you okay? Do you need anything?" Chase laughed.

"N-no. I'm fine." I slowly sobered up, "To your mum?" And he nodded, smirking.

"Doesn't she understand French?"

"Merde. (Shit)."

I laughed again, "Naughty boy. Stop swearing!"

"No! And that's Spanish for no." Chase grinned.

"I am gunna die if you keep making me laugh." I wiped a tear from my eye.

"Then I'll do this instead." Chase leaned down and kissed me.

Tyler//

"Je ne me soucie pas de ce que vous pensez. Mère, il m'a frappé! Il est clair que vous ne voulez pas que je sois heureux! Je suis en amour avec elle et je ne vais pas vous permettre de me tenir loin d'elle!" I yelled down the phone.