Adopted by 1D

"chapter 12

Sydney's POV

Liam kept telling me that one of them should've slept with me and how he got really worried when he saw I wasn't in my room. "Liam It's okay! I did do what you said, go to one of you guys if I had trouble sleeping!" I said to calm him down. He eventually did calm down, thank goodness.

Later I got in the shower and cut. This time It's was on my wrists. I normally don't do my wrists because they can be seen easily. But when I got out of the shower I regretted doing it on my wrists.

"Sydney, sweetie, wh-what is that. On your wrist?" There Harry stood looking like he's about to cry.

"Sydney, please answer me!" He said again, grabbing my wrist.

"I-I..." I said with fear.

"But why? Did I do something?" He asked in such a concerned voice that it broke my heart.

"No! It wasn't you. It wasn't any of you," I said trying to explain," I-It was my dad."

Harry gives me a sad look that makes me wanna just go cry. I hate seeing them cry. I breaks me. Than he starts kissing my scars and traces them carefully. 

"Does it hurt?" His eyes are red and a little puffy.

"No they don't hurt." I say truthfully.

"How come they don't hurt. It must hurt some way."

"I'm just use to it, Harry. What hurts now is seeing you like this."

"What do you mean you are use to it? You've done it for awhile?"

"I kinda had to, Harry! I had no choice and I was scared." The last part I said in a whisper.

"Oh, Sydney. It hurts me more seeing those scars." He says. Then he pulls me into a long hug, rubbing my back and stroking my hair. He was always the sensitive one.

"Please, don't do it again." He whispers in my ear.

"I'm scared to." I whisper again.

"How?"

"This one certain person. Can we please not talk about it."

"Okay, but this will be brought up again later with the others."

"O-Okay." I whisper once again, but than before Harry walks out I hug him. I don't exactly know why but something told me to. Maybe because he cares. Maybe.

Harry's POV

Those scares on Sydney just broke me. I don't understand why she would do that. She's beautiful and perfect. I couldn't ask for a better daughter. She also has brought me and the boys closer and made us more mature.

Once our little talk was over she unexpectedly hugged me. She seems so upset that I found out. She started crying and shaking, so I tried to calm her.

"It's okay, Sydney. Shhh calm down." I gently stroked her hair still trying to calm her.

"Do you want the other boys to know?" Asked curiously.

She shook her head no and than went out of the hug. "Maybe later, but not right now." she says.

"Could you at least tell me about this certain person?"

"Not right now." Her voice is shaky. I'm scared She's keeping to much from us. I walk downstairs while she goes back into her room. I have to tell the boys but then Sydney will be mad at me. I just got her trust and I don't want to blow it. A good father and daughter relationship have trust.

"Do you think we should take, Sydney somewhere? Like the park?" Liam asks all of us.

"Do you wanna go ask her, Liam?" Niall says back. I know she really wouldn't be in the mood to go to the park, but who knows it might clear her mind.

A minutes later Niall comes down and starts jumping up and down like he'd just got a puppy or something.

"She wants to go to the park! she wants to go to the park!" he yells in a sing-song voice. Sydney then comes and says, " so we're going to the park? Yay!" she then jumps along with Niall singing "We're going to the park. We're going to the park."

"Alright you two, let's go to the park!" Louis yells. I swear I live with children....

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We got to the park and there wasn't a lot of people, Which is a good thing. Than Niall and Sydney and a race to the swings. Sydney won. She may be small but the girl can run.

"Harry come push me!" Sydney yelled.

"No push me!" Niall argued.

"No I'll push you!" Zayn said than running over to Niall.

Once again I live with children. I do end up pushing Sydney. She has that beautiful smile of hers on her face. She's gigging and having the time of her life. I can't help but smile. It doesn't seem like I just found out about her scars earlier. The park sure can change people.

Sydney's POV

The park always used to be my favorite place. Before my dad went insane and my mom was still alive we would come to the park. Me and my mom had our little spot in the little bundle of trees. We would sit there for god knows how long. Some Sundays we would have a picnic there. It really was nice, but all good things come to an end.

"Hey, Sydney, do you wanna walk around with me?" Harry asked me.

Maybe I could show him where me and my mom would go, so I said sure.

I lead him to where my little spot was and just stood there looking at it. I cans still see the happy little girl with her mother. I wish I could just warn her about What's coming in the future, but That's were I am now.

"Are you okay?" Harry says ripping me from my thoughts.

"Oh yeah. This place has memories." This was my happy place. Now It's a happy memory, but still sad.

"Harry come look at this butterfly! " Louis yells. These boys Maybe around 21 but they act like they're 6.

Harry runs over and to see the butterfly and I stay. I still do really love this place. I than realized this is where my dream was. Where I saw my mom.

I hear a stick break. Thinking It's Harry I stay seated at the base of a tree. But I was wrong. I was so wrong. The good of my mind got the best of me, because I hear a evil laugh and than I black out.

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