1D) Adopted by Niall Horan *Under Major Editing

Ch. 1 The Orphan Girl

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Niall's POV

"I'm telling you lads, she was like a fifteen year old inside a eleven year old's body," I tell them, "She talked in full understanding sentence and understands feelings of hate."

"We know, Niall," Louis says, glaring at me with his pale, blue eyes, "But you can't even keep a goldfish alive for more than a month."

"But she was almost depressed," I say, "And Liam can help me if I need it, can't you Liam?" I plead him with my eyes.

"Don't give into him," Louis begs.

"But I love children!" Liam says, "I'd be glad to help!"

"Yeah!" I yell, "I'm geeting a kid!"

"Fine," Lou says, "But don't say that I didn't warn you." I nod as I grab my keys and run out the door.

I pull my phone out of my picket as I drive down the road.

"Simon!" I sing as soon as he picks up. "What's up Niall," he says, chuckling a little. 

"Can I adopt a child?" I ask, "It would be good for publicity and.."

"Niall, I am not going to listen to your lame excuses," he sighs. My smile fades.

"You are a full grown man, make your own decisions!" he exclaims. I smile again.

"Thank you!" I shout before hanging up. I see a pale blue sign that reads   "MISS KYLEE'S HOME FOR GIRLS."  I pull into the drive way, wildly excited.

I knock lightly on the door. "Hi," the lady inside says. "I'm here to see about an adoption," I reply.

"Cool," the lady says, "We only have one little girl," she says, "Al...I mean Ellie." I smile kindly.

"Okay," I say, "I would like to meet her." She leads me up to her room. I silently pray for good luck.

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Ellie's POV

"Ellie," Miss Kylee says, "We have someone here to see you." She literally shoves the man in the room and shuts the door.

"Tell me when you are ready," she yells. 

The man smiles at me and I instantly recognize him. "Niall!" I squeal.  "Hello, love," he says, "I came back for you."

My smile widens. "You're adopting me?" I ask. He nods.

"We are ready," Niall tells Miss Kylee, "I want her."

She smiled. "Okay," she says, "But first, I have to talk to you." She takes him back into the red room that I wasn't allowed in.

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Niall's POV

"Well," the woman says, "Adopting little Ellie won't be as painless as you are probably imagining." I nod.

"She has been adopted more than ten times," she says, "And abused by everyone of them. She won't warm up to you as quickly as you thought she did. She'll get scared once you arrive at the house. Also, she constantly has bad dreams about abuse and being raped."

Oh my God. She was raped? "So, take good care of her," she says. "Okay," I reply, "I will." Liam will be helping be a lot more than I expected apparently.

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Ellie's POV

"Let's go home, love," Niall shouts. I beam. "Okay, Niall," I reply, walking out to his car. I am stunned by what I see.

"A sports car?" I ask. He nods. "From one of my friends," he tells me as he opens the door. "Hop in," he says. I do as I am told, getting into the car. He buckles me in before getting in himself.

We am both silent the whole way there. I am too nervous to talk. What if this adoption ended with abuse? What if I got killed? Or worse, what if he raped me?

Every nervous thought sent a shiver through my body. "We're here!" he shouts, surprising me again. I look up at the flat and felt sick.

It s huge. Almost like the flat of my last parents. The man raped me twice and his physco wife tried to kill me, leaving a bullet mark on the shoulder of my right arm.

"Let's go in, love," he says, "I don't want you to die of cold!" I walk in with him, holding my rather small bag.

"This is the entry room," he says, gesturing to a huge, opened room with a spiral staircase. He then takes me to the next room.

"This is the living room," he says, spinning around on the carpet. He shows me like a million other rooms before we finally got to my room.

"This is where you will be staying," he tells me. It is a huge room with a walk-in closet, a queen sized bed, a vanity, and a master bathroom.

"Make yourself at home," he says, "I'll be downstairs if you need me." I nod as he walked out of the room.

I look around in each corner. This is my room. I opened the closet to see that it was already filled with clothes, all in my size. He really was prepared. I pull on a pair on pajamas and go downstairs to see Niall.

He was in the living room watching football. "Want to watch?" he asks. I nod and sit down on a recliner near him. He smiles kindly at me. "Do you like football?" he asks. I nod again.

"Do you like this team?" He asks. I yet again nod. Manchester. "Good," he says, "Then we should be all good." I laugh a little at the remark.

He then looks at what I am wearing. "Do you like the clothes that I bought?" he asks, "Do they fit right? I was left guessing what size you wore."

"I love them," I tell him. I eventually fall asleep in the middle of the game.

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