Adopted By One Direction

Chapter 27: Thinking makes me sad

AN: Hello there! Long time no see! What has it been, 2, 3 months now? I am SOOOOOO sorry for the super long wait! I have been SO busy lately, it's not even funny. 

Anyways! Here's the new chapter! Sorry it's a bit short, and kinda crap... Enjoy anyways! :D ~Jordan
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Angelica's P.O.V.

After the camera was turned off and Niall devoured half the cake, we all ended up back at the house, the adults (everyone but me) a bit tipsy on campaign (and the added beers from home for the boys). Mum, Anna, and Perrie all sat on the couch giggling and talking. Niall and Liam sat together on the chair with Zayn and Louis at their feet, and Harry had disappeared into the kitchen. I sat on the floor in front of the TV, watching everyone laugh and enjoy themselves. I took a sip of my own glass (water of course) as I looked between everyone. Just a week ago everyone was mopping and not looking forward to this week after our meeting with Jack, now I haven't seen anyone without a smile on their faces all day. I looked up as Harry walked back into the room with a glass of water and walked over to Liam, saying something to him quickly.

"Oh, yes! Thank you Haz, I forgot." Liam said as he set his glass down and stood up. He disappeared down the hall, coming back minutes later with two suitcases in one hand and a backpack in the other.

He set them by the front door before walking up behind the couch and leaning over it to whisper in Anna's ear. Everyone stopped their talking and were watching the couple as Liam whispered to Anna. I stood up from the floor and went over to Harry, quietly asking him what they were talking about.

"Liam planned a honeymoon for him and Anna without telling her." He said quietly, leaning down so I could hear. "And by the look on her face something tells me he just told her." I looked over to see a look of shock, and happiness on Anna’s face.

She squealed and jumped up attacking Liam in a hug. It was a cute scene to watch, until they started kissing, then it just got a bit awkward. I looked away from the happy couple and looked around at everyone else noticing they went back to their own conversations.

Sighing I set my glass of water down on the fireplace before turning and leaving the room. I walked down the hall and upstairs to my dad’s room. We I got to his door I stopped and looked over towards the stair case across from it. The stair case to my room, the same room no one has been in since my father attacked me. I shuddered at the memory of that night. Slowly I walked across the hall and up the stairs. I opened the door and looked inside. The first thing I was met with was the fading stench of blood, gagging slightly at the smell, and the dried pool of blood left on my floor from where my dad was shot. I walked over and sat in my desk chair, looking over my bedroom, spotting the pool of blood and the two bullet holes from where my dad missed and the one that hit Anna... As I stared at the dark red spot I thought over everything that has happened in the past month. From me coming home in a cast, to my father’s attack, finding out Liam and Anna were married, the meeting with management, Liam and Anna’s wedding… Thinking of the meeting reminded me of something we talked about…

My relationship with Harry. I liked Harry a lot, I thought we were a good couple, but nobody else did… Even my own dad doesn’t like my relationship. I know he just doesn’t like me dating in general, but he especially doesn’t like it when it’s with Harry… Thinking over what was said at the meeting made me sad, knowing that everyone, from management, to the fans, to dad, everyone wished I was with Niall…

“Angie?” Somebody said softly, I jumped and looked at the door quickly. “Sorry I didn’t mean to scare you...” Niall said quietly, stepping into my room and closing the door behind him. “Are you okay?” He asked as he took a couple steps towards me slowly.

I relaxed a bit as he got closer, realizing I had curled up in a ball in my chair while I was thinking. I sniffed slightly, realizing I was on the verge of tears. I shrugged at Niall’s question, I honestly wasn’t sure if I was okay...

“I don’t know, honestly…” I answered quietly. He came over and sat next to me on the floor, looking up at me.

“What’s wrong?” He asked, reaching up to rub my leg softly, trying to comfort me.

“I think everything’s just kind of caught up with me… My dad, the meeting, the wedding, how everyone hates my relationship…” I said, mumbling the last part more to myself than to him, resting my head on my knees.

“Angie nobody hates relationship…” Niall said, I rolled my eyes and pulled back from him, standing up.

“Yes they do! Everyone hates that I like Harry instead of you! Everyone wishes I had chosen you instead. All the fans like you better, management, even my own dad wishes I had chosen you instead!” I said as I paced back and forth, my voice getting louder and louder the more I paced. Niall watched me silently as I vented.

“It’s not that I don’t like you Niall, or that the thought of dating you just sounds absolutely terrible to me, because that’s not true… I just... I just wish people would back off a bit, I wish they’d understand that I like Harry and whatever they say isn’t going to change my mind! I’m tired of everyone trying to control everything I do, I thought when I come here everything would be different, but nothing has really changed…” I rambled, not even really knowing what I was saying anymore. I was just tired, so tired.

I didn’t even realized I was crying until Niall stood up and pulled me into his chest, hugging me. I broke down in his arms, sobbing, hugging my arms around his waist, as I buried my head in his chest. He slowly worked me over to my bed, lying down with me as I continued to cry. Niall just laid there with me, rubbing my arms, kissing my head, whispering calming things to me.

The last thing I heard before I cried myself to sleep was Niall whispering “I love you Angie” and footsteps running from my room before a door slammed and I fell into unconsciousness. 

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There it is! That's all I got.. Sorry it's crap.... I hope you enjoyed it....

Bekah's turn!

Again sorry for the long wait!!

<3 Jordan