Adopted By Harry Styles

Chapter 7

Louis, Liam, Zayn, and Niall just kept staring at me as if I was wearing a "Jason" mask and had a chainsaw in my possession.

"Harry?" said Louis, "who is this?" I really hope they like me. Harry put his hand around my shoulder and took a breath. I'm guessing he had to pull a few strings in order to adopt me...or someone.

"This is Brooke..." he said "my daughter." Daughter? I wouldn't really say I'm his daughter....well...what am I?

"I adopted her." Harry continued.

"Wait a second," said Liam, "didn't we see you at the signing a couple of hours ago?"

"That depends." I say "I need more details."

"Gray hoodie. Black eye." said Liam.

"Yah that was me."

"It's nice to see you again!" cheered Louis.

"How's the eye?" asked Niall. I had forgotten that I put my hood over my head so no one could see my new cuts and bruises.

"It's fine." I say. But of course, being the big fat lier I am, lie. I still have the after marks on my face. You can actually still see a deep bluish-purple surrounding my eye.

"Take off you hood Brooke, please?" pleased Niall.

"No." I say

"Brooke." says Harry looking at me. I could see in his eyes that I HAD to take it off. So I did. When I took it off, I was allowing my gold dirty blonde hair fall as well as showing my bruises to the world.

All the guys (except Harry, he already has seen them and the fact he saw me getting punched to death by Shannon not too long ago) gasped in terror.

"What happened?!" said Zayn.

"It's a long story." I say and Harry and I sit down at the table.

"No, Brooke tell us." demanded Louis. I stayed in silence for a couple of seconds. I didn't tell them exactly what happened, but I said, "Try living in hell for four years. It isn't fun."

"The orphanage?" said Zayn.

"Yup." I said.

"I'm sorry you had to go through that," said Liam as he reached for a tissue to blow his nose.

"Now can I put my hood up?" I said. "I don't want you guys to have a bad report or something."

"Sure love." said Harry.

Me, Harry, and the guys pretty much eat and talk. Not me though. Don't you remember? I'm 62 pounds and I'm NOT going to change that. That's the reason why I wear such baggy clothes. I only eat a small about of bacon off of Harry's plate. Harry insisted on me eating more, but I lie and said that I had a big meal back at the orphanage. I don't know if he remembers that I pretty much exposed my entire rib cage to him, but if he forgot, thank you Jesus.

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After the "lunch" we had (it apparently to the guys felt more like dinner. Of course I'll never know considering I'm the girl starving), we called Sam to come and pick us up. He said he was only five blocks away in a parking lot and in order to not draw any attention, we had to walk. Walking there (in my perspective) took forever! Once we made it we all crashed on the built it couch and turned on the TV.

"What movie do you guys want to watch?" asked Niall?

"How about Grease?" suggested Louis. Everyone murmured in agreement except me. I never seen it.

"What's that?" I asked. Suddenly everyone looked at me as if I was an escaped mental patient. "You don't know what it is?!" nearly shouted Niall.

"Well sorry for being put in a orphanage!"

"Even before the orphanage?" wondered Harry.

"Yah. Sorry..."

"Well you're in for a treat," giggled Liam. Niall pushed in the DVD into the CD player and pushed play.

The scene was based in the 1950s and was about two groups, the Pink Ladies, and the T-Birds. They weren't rivals (considering the curled one and one of the T Birds were going out), they were just....I don't know....frienemies?

I started really getting into this movie! The romance, the people, and especially the comedy! Suddenly, we all heard Sam shout to us "Were going back to the hotel right?"

"Yup!" they all said.

"Alright." said Sam. "When do I pick you guys up?"

"Around 4:45." said Harry.

"Okay thanks." said Sam as he continued driving toward the hotel.

"Hotel?" I said.

"Yah." said Harry. "We all pair up and stay in a hotel."

"Although," Zayn chimed in. "We have to leave today and go back to the UK."

"U-UK?" I stuttered.

"Yah!" said Liam. "Home sweet home!"

"You're done with the signings?" I asked.

"Yup we started in New York and end here in San Francisco." answered Zayn. I guess this is the one joy of living in the San Francisco area. I can't believe I'm saying this, but thank you shitty orphanage!

"Awesome!" I say. I have nothing else to say considering in not really good at this whole friendship thing. I don't fully trust anyone really. After all, living in that orphanage taught me that trust is a dangerous thing. I remember being friends with Shannon at one point. But one thing led to another and soon...she
ruined my trust for her, and for everyone in the world.

After about another 30 minutes into the movie, while on the part of Sandra Dee at Frenchy house, we made it to the hotel were we found a few camera flashes (aka paparazzi) coming towards us. "GUYS GUYS OVER HERE! they said. I pulled up my grayish good over my head so they wouldn't get any bad publicity. Also to cover up my cuts and bruises.

We made it to the elevator and closed the door as fast as we could. I pulled my hood down once the elevator door shut.

"Wow," I say.

"I know right," said Harry. "You never never really get used to it."

"It's really the only downside of fame," said Liam.

"Not to mention all the lies they tell too," Zayn muttered. I know why he said that. I remember a couple of months back, magazines said that Zayn was cheating on Perrie with another blonde. He was so mad that he punched a wall so many times and broke fingers and other parts of his hand. I never believed that story for one minute.

"You said it buddy," Louis said to Zayn while patting his shoulder. The guys had to spit up and pack there things. Of course, I went with Harry to his room where he was rooming with Niall.

"If you want," said Harry, "you can sit on the couch and watch some TV."

"Okay." I said. And that's what I did. I turned on the TV and tried to find a show to watch. I eventually started watching Spongebob Squarepants about a taking sponge that lives under the sea. It's actually one of my favorites really, but I didn't really have time to watch it considering that I would ether (a) getting beaten, or (b) running away or avoiding getting beaten. When the episode finished it was 4:30. Only 15 more minutes till Sam has to pick us up.
Niall hurry up!" I heard Harry say. "Sam's coming in 15 minutes!"

"Clam down Harry!" said Niall. "Sam calls us every time he is near!"

"Oh yah," Harry said. "I forgot." Ha! Harry Styles everyone!

I think I'm gonna have a blast in the UK!