Adopted by Louis Tomlinson?

Twelve.

chapter status: edited

"Hey guys!" I shout.

"Yeah!?" I heard footsteps.

"Were home alone," I say. I see Harry take Hannah's hand and lead her to the basement.

"That means, I can do this!" Niall says picking me up and spinning in a circle kissing me.

"I love you," he says after he sets me down.

"I love you too. Come on, lets go up stairs."

"Sure. Hey, I wanna show you my secret hiding spot," he smiles. I nod and we head up to the attick.

"The attick?" I question. He nods and opens up the door.

"Its dark but I'm right here," he assures me. That's when I notice I was shaking.

"O-okay," I say and grab his hand squeezing it tight.

Once up the stairs there's a bunch of old boxes, newspapers, shit no one knows what it is, and a bunch of dust.

"This way," he removes a bunch of boxes and a big painting. He reaches up and pulls a string and the hideout is dimly lit.

"Home sweet home," he says pulling my in. He closes the built on door and locks it.

"Don't worry, it's safe," he says. I venture up a couple of stairs to see a small room. Being the tall person I am, in a small room, I have to crouch down a bit.

It was simple white with blankets on the floor, flashlights, batteries, candles, and a small matress.

"This is, I'm speechless," I breathe.

"I know, found it when we moved here. No one knows about it but us. We can always come here and do whatever we want," he says winking.

"Haha, very funny Horan."

"We should probably get down there," I say. He nods and we leave putting everything the way it was before.

"Lianna!" Hannah squeals.

"Hannah!"

"It happened, we're dating!" she says hugging Harry.

"Well now that we're all happy campers, what should we do?" I ask putting my arm around Nialls waist hugging him.

"Aha! I knew it!" Harry smirks.

"Yep. Keep the secret?" Niall and I hold out our pinkies. We all connect pinkies and head towards the movie room. Not without food of course.

After watching The Hunger Games, which not so conveniently made me and Hannah cry at Rue's death, we sat there and made small talk.

"Pickles!" Hannah and I yelled together. We looked at each other and burst into laughter.

"How...can...you...guys...do...that?" Niall says between laughs.

"We just c-can," I say whiping my tears.

After we laughed out all our laughs, I remember everyone was supposed to be coming home soon.

"Guys, they'll be home soon," I remind them sadly. I see Niall nod at Harry and Harry and Hannah walk away.

"Finally,some alone time will the most beautiful girl in the world."

"I love you."

"I love you too babe," he says leaning in to kiss me. His tongue slides across my bottom lip asking for permission which I happily allowed.

The kiss was sweet and slow before we were forcefully pulled apart.

"Niall, Lianna, what the fuck?!" Louis yells.

I look behind him to see everyone else, including El andPerrie, looking at us with shock written all over their faces. Oh god, they probably think I'm some kind of slut or something now.

"Look Lou-"

"No, you listen here you little mother fucker! Why the fuck would you be lip lockin' with my fourteen year old daughter?!" My dad yells.

"Because she's my girlfriend and I love her?!" Niall fights back in a 'duh' tone.

"So you're dating my daughter behind my back! You couldve at least told me and not been so secretive! I thought I could trust you not to keep secrets? Maybe not," Louis says. He pushes past everyone else and exits the house.

"Lianna-"

"No Liam, just save it. If I wasn't fucking raped in a park, you guys wouldn't have to deal with my shit, and your lives would still be fucking perfect. I'm sorry for being such a bother. Hannah, don't bother trying to find me. I just want to be alone." and with that I walked out of the house.

hey guys..haha lol this is so funny. no. no its not. ya see I was playing in ny basketball game, I fell. not just oww a booboo. and how holy shit my ankle just made snapping noises. yeah. I'm at urgent care right now...like another two hours, then home. but I'm like how am I gonna take a shower?! like. wut. so I'm getting crutches *armpit pains* and probably a boot. just fuck my life.

yeah so I don't even know anymore. and I have gym* which now I wanna play in -.-* and like stairs at school! just I can't even. yall don't know how bad I wanna punch a bitch.

then two players got fouled out. leaving us with four. then one of the other players I guess did the same thing with her ankle and we called off the game. 58 to 8. other team winning. I just...dont even touch me.