Scars Don't Fade (1D Adoption)

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Blake

The boys haven't said anything, since I revealed one horrible memory. I don't want to tell them that was the most kind memory I have of my father. They don't need to know that. No one does.

"You guys pity me, now. Don't you?" I hate pity. After I was rescued from hell, that's all I every saw on people's faces. Pity.

I didn't know what pity was, until Vince the Asshole told me. They felt bad for me.

I don't need anyone's pity. I don't need anyone. All I need is me. I can take care of myself.

"Honey, we need to tell you something..." Louis trails off. I don't think this has to do with the pity thing.

"Now what? You're bring me back to the orphanage?" I ask sarcastically.

Louis and Harry didn't find my sarcasm to be amusing. In fact they look appalled. Disgusted at the thought. Kudos to them.

"No! God no! Why would you think that?"

"That's what the police said when they took me away from my first adopted 'family'." I tell them.

"First family? You were adopted before?" Harry questions, confusion evident on his model-like face.

"Surely it was on my file? Didn't your read the file?" I have a duh look on my face. Who adopts a kid and doesn't read the file? Morons.

"Haha, well you see.." Oh my god. Someone save me.

"Let's drop it, shall we? Blake what we need to tell you is that we are going back to London, England, tomorrow. We've missed a lot of important work and we need to start catching up. You do know we are famous, right? Well we have a tour coming up in 6 months and we still need to finish and release out new album." Harry explains. Very slowly might I add.

"Wait. You numbnuts are famous?! Since when?!" I ask, shocked. I had no clue.

"Since 2010!" Louis states proudly.

"I'm guessing you sing, cause Harry mentioned a tour...?"

"Love, we are the biggest boy - band In the world!" Oh, well then Mr famous boy - band.

"This is a lot to take in." I don't want to leave Louisiana. Even though it's been nothing but sadness and hurt, it's still my home. More or less.

"Well, you are famous too-" I cut Louis off.

"Not the famous part. The part where I'm going to have to leave the only place I know and fly halfway around the world. That's not something that happens everyday," I explain. "I don't know if I'm ready." I whisper.

"Don't worry love, we still own this house. And we can come back in the months in between everything. This isn't goodbye. Get some rest love. If you have another nightmare, I'm down the hall and to the left, Harry right. Don't hesitate." He tells me.

They get up to leave the room and they say goodnight.

As they shut the door and turn off the light, I realize that this might be a good change. I could benefit from this. Steven and Kayla can't find me all the way in London.

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It's been a few hours and I still can't sleep. For once it's not flashbacks keeping me up. It's the thought of change. Even though I said that this change could turn out to be good, I keep thinking about what could happen.

I don't know how to explain it.

I lay here, on this oversized bed and try to fall asleep.

A half hour has past and no luck. I give.

I walk out of my room and tip toe through the hall. I make a right and slowly open the door. I creep in and crawl into the also oversized bed like a small child.

I forget who's room this is until I see the chocolate swirl hair. Harry.

I cuddle up to him and I think he is slightly awake. If he is he doesn't say anything. Only wraps his muscular, tattoo littered arm around me.

This comfort puts me to sleep right away. Right before I completely doze off, I feel Harry place a light kiss on top my head.

I snuggle deeper into Harry's side and drift off.

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When I wake, it's 9:30 am. Last night, I didn't have a nightmare.

I've never had a good night's sleep. I always have nightmares. I guess being with Harry kept them away.

Harry is awake next to me. We are still in the same position as when we fell asleep.

He's playing on his phone, not noticing that I'm awake.

"Hey, Blake!" Harry finally noticing that I'm not sleeping, anymore. I offer him a small smile. I'm still really tired. "Are you hungry? We are going to be leaving in about an hour. Paul already packed up all your things." Harry informs.

I groan. I don't want food. Funny, before in hell, I want food. Now that I have the option of eating, I don't want to.

"I know, I know. Let's go." Harry doesn't let me respond as he picks me up and carrying me out of the room, like a small child.

We walk into the kitchen where all the rest of the lads are. Liam looks like he's cooking and Niall, Zayn, and Louis are sitting at the counter.

Louis notices me first and greets me. "Hey Honey. How'd you sleep?"

"She crawled into my bed last night, Lou." Harry tells him.

Louis walks over to us and takes me out of Harry's arms. Putting me into his own.

Harry takes a seat at the counter and Louis sits down again, me in his lap.

Liam walks over and give Louis a plate with a pill on it.

"Here, love. This one's for you, don't forget to take the pill. It's your antibiotics."