Adopted by 1D

chapter 6

Sydney's POV

"We have to go to the recording studio today," Liam says, "and you have to come with us."

"Oh okay." I say back to him. I really don't want to go but I have no other choice so. I grab my phone and we walk into their van with the tinted windows. I sit between Louis and Niall, and Louis is rubbing circles in my hand and running his thumb over my small knuckles.

Once we arrive there is a small crowd of paparazzi. Louis grabs me and puts me on his hip and we start walking over to the building. The paps are throwing questions at the boys like crazy and some of them are horrible, but we make it inside safe.

Louis sets me on the couch before he and the 4 other boys start to get to work. I play on my phone and listen to some of their old songs like Over Again and Little Things.

Awe Little Things. When I first heard it I cried. I wanted to stop cutting because they told me I was beautiful, but with my mind still scared about my dad that he would do something horrible if I stopped. So I continued to do it.

I wasn't happy for continuing cutting but like I said I was scared my dad would somehow find out and after a while I got addicted again and enjoyed it. I should honestly stop, but that wouldn't be me.

I get on IG to see if things gotten better. Well... no it didn't. I should  just block the darn people.

"Ready to go home, Sydney?" Louis asks picking me up to his hip.

I nod because we are already walking outside.

"Who's the ugly freak?" "Who's that girl?" "Louis what is that thing?" "She's fat to be honest."

paparazzi and fans were now shouting, yelling, screaming at me. They called me ugly and fat which I am, but they called me a thing. That hurts more than it should.

Louis holds me closer as the insults get worse. It feels like I'm with my dad again. He always said these things. I dig my head in Louis' neck when I get in the car. 

"It's okay, they're just jealous of how beautiful you are, sweetie. Trust me." I try to trust you honestly. Niall turns me around and says, " Keep your head held high, princess, your tiara is falling."

AN:

(The last sentence I took from a picture! I'm saying that so no will say that I stole it! Cause I gave credit!) I'm sooo sorry for updating late I've been busy and all. Okay I know this chapter is short and I'm again sorry for that I kinda threw it together fast and wrote it fast so sorry for the spelling/grammar errors. Also thanks for 60+ reads I screamed lol!! So Sunday is Zayn's birthday oh god okay. Thanks for reading I love you guys!!!