Im Being Adopted By... Who?!- 1D Fanfic

Chapter 15- Decisions?

*SKYLARS POV*

They gave me a tour around the house, and I was shocked when they told me that I already had a room here. Hell, their stupid if they think I'm staying.

"Alright, well you had a tour, and in your room there is everything you will need. Take a quick shower, were going to have dinner." Mason said.

Once he said that, I thought of a plan. First, I'll play along with them, and when I have the chance, I'll get Harry and the heck out of here.

Just then, I remembered my phone. I checked my pockets, and found them empty.

"Shit." I muttered under my breath.

"Hey, um.." I started.

"Yes?" Isabella smiled.

"Can I have my phone?" I asked, concerned.

She sighs, and looks at the others. It's like they did this conversation with their eyes. She walked up to me, and pulled it out of her back pocket.

I took it, slightly, and checked it see that it has no charge left. I shoved it in the pocket.

"Okay, now go shower." Mason pushed me towards the long stairs. I huffed, and went to 'my room'. It just feels like at the orphanage.

*FLASHBACK*

I was sitting in 'my room', looking out the window. It was beautiful outside. To bad I can't go out there. It kinda feels like I'm being held hostage. Am I?

*END OF FLASHBACK*

I shook my head, and grabbed some Abercrombie shorts, and a tank top. I then grabbed some undergarments.

I took a long shower, thinking. I stepped out wrapping myself in a towel, and changed. I put on some green, fluffy socks. It had a four-leaf clover on the top and said 'Luck' in white letters, on the bottom. It reminded me of Niall. I sniffed, and brushed my hair.

Walking back downstairs, I smelled something. I couldn't really catch what it was.

Once I entered the kitchen, I saw spaghetti, on the table, with garlic bread, and drinks. It was neatly out on the table, with the napkins folded, as it had the silverware on top. I looked up and the chandelier to see that I was all different colors.

Before, it was just white lights, now it's all colors. Kind of like a disco ball.

I saw the chef, cleaning the kitchen, when I heard laughing. I turned around, and went to the living room, where I heard the laughs.

I saw them all tickling each other, for some reason. I smiled. They saw me, and smirked. My smile faded, and was replaced with a frown. What the...

"Are you ticklish?" Autumn asked.

"Um. No." I lied, crossing my arms over my stomach.

"Haha, lair." Matt got up and jumped on me tickling me. I laughed my ass off, trying wiggle from under him.

"Alright Matt, I think she's had enough." Isabella, giggled.

"Thank you." I said, in-between breaths. She nods, and pushes herself from the couch, Mason following her actions.

"Let's get to know each other. The food can wait." She said. I nodded, and sat down.

*1 hour later*

I was laughing so hard, I fell to the ground. They seriously have the funniest stories ever. Im starting to like them... I think.

"Well, let's go eat!" Autumn cheered. We went in the kitchen and sat.