Today is the day I will hopefully get adopted. I don't know who is adopting me but I do know is that I have a 50% chance that I will be adopted by this person. I hope he is not a robber. I have a pattern when it comes people adopting me. Rapist, abuse dealer, drug dealer, robber, rapist, abuse, drug---. I know. My life sucks but hopefully this person isn't a rapist, won't harm me, doesn't sell drugs illegally, and isn't a robber who will continue my pattern of the past. I finally got into the room where the person adopting me is supposed to interview me to see if I am going to be adopted by that person but I couldn't believe my eyes. It's the Robbie Kay. It's not a Robber. It's a Robbie Kay. The Robbie Kay. Am I in the right room? "Hello. Are you Y/n L/n," he said. "Yeah. Why," I said. "Well come and sit down. I am going to interview you to see if I want to adopt you or not," he said. Oh no. My celebrity crush might adopt me. I won't get a chance to be with him as in boyfriend and girlfriend or married. I'll be his daughter. I guess that's still pretty cool but he is my crush as in I'm in love with him. "Okay," I said. I walked over to the table and sat down across from him. "Now. How old are you," he said. "18. About to be 19. The said that they would let me go at age 20 if I don't get adopted," I said. "What do you want to be when you are older," he said. "A d/j (dream job)," I said. "Favorite color," he said. "F/c," I said. "Hmmmm. You know what? Y/n I am going to adopt you," he said. Oh dear lord help me. One hour later It's been one hour since he adopted me and I am so nervous. We are at his house and it is bloody ginormous. Does he really need that much space? Maybe the rest of the rooms are for his imaginary friends. Nah! He showed me to my room and it was gorgeous.
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I think I'm going to like this. He also showed me his room. I wish I wasn't his adopted daughter because this is really hard for me to hide my feelings for him.
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He led me to his bed and he told me he wanted to tell me something extremely important. He closed and locked the door so the maids don't come in. "Y/n. Look I know I'm supposed to be your adoptive father but I can't. I was hoping that maybe we could be just friends instead," he said. "It's cool. I'm fine with that," I said. "Really," he said shocked and confused. "Yep. By the way food is ready and I am starving. I don't really feel like starving to death today," I said. He chuckled and led my downstairs to the dining room. We sat at the table and I ate f/f (favorite food). It was delicious. We then left and it was time to go to bed. Should I tell him that I am in love with him? Yes. Yes I should and I will. I'm in my bedroom lying down in my bed on top of the covers and now Robbie is coming into the room. He sat down on the bed and I went and sat next to him. "Y/n. I need t-to tell you something," he said. He stuttered a little. Is he okay? Whatever he is about to tell me is making him nervous. I nodded telling him to continue. He continued. "I- I think I'm in love with you," he said. I'm speechless. He noticed that and said "It's f-fine. Forget about it. I'm going to be in my room if you need me. If you do don't hesitate to-." I cut him off by kissing him on the lips. He automatically kissed me back. We finally broke apart when we needed air. "Ask," he said finishing the sentence he started. "I'm in love with you too," I said. "So Y/n. Will you go out on a date with me," he asked. "How? If you forgot you are still my adoptive dad," I said. "We will find a way to be together. I know we will," he said. "Then yes. I would love to go on a date with you," I said. We then had kissed again.
