I giggled, talking with Dani and walking under the big umbrella. I heard sobbing, immediately stopped, and followed the noise, seeing a girl with blond hair and her head in her hands. I sat next to her.
"Excuse me," I mumbled softly. "What happened?"
"Why the hell would you care." She sobbed.
"Because I'm not cruel like everyone else."
"So you're not cruel like my parents?" she sniffled.
I gasped at her arms and face when I saw black and blue bruises with a hand mark on her cheek. "Love, you want to stay with me?"
"Sure. My name's Demi..." She white ssh.
I handed get my jacket to cover her scars and bruises and hugged her body. Her head snuggled into my chest, making Dani mouth "Aww"
"Dani. Why'd they beat you?"
She picked up a child with tears stained in their tiny face.
"2 months." She sobbed. I felt my eyes water.
"May I?" I asked. She agreed, handing the baby to me. The baby opened its eyelids, showing off big blue eyes and long eyelashes. I gasped, and took Demi's hand and ran with Dani home.
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I unlocked the door and took her up to my room.
"First, take a shower. I'll bring you clothes, you look about my size. Then you will look so cute that stupid boy that did a one night stand will regret leaving you and your parents will regret beating you." I smiled. She smiled weakly, and walked towards the bathroom. I got out a pair of fresh undergarments and a white belly shirt and light pink shorts with studs on the left side. I grabbed a 'YOLO' necklace and random earrings, placing them on my vanity. I went in the bathroom and placed the clothes on the sink. I walked out and took the crying baby in my arms, rocking out back and forth.
"Shh, honey, ssh. Mummy will be here soon." I cooed. The water stopped. "See honey? She's almost done."
Dani walked towards me, and took the baby. "Ssh, Emilia, mummy's here."
Emilia. Gorgeous name.
2 weeks later....
I heard Emilia crying, making me groan. I got out of bed, and walked over to the guest room, where Emilia was. Emilia was now my baby, since Demi didn't know what to do when she was crying. I bounced her up and down on my hip.
"Shh, Emmie, Shh..." I whispered. "Everyone wants to sleep."
She kept on crying. I groaned again, but quietly. I puffed out my cheeks and stuck out my tounge, making her laugh and put her pointer finger in her mouth. I checked the time. 7:30. I went into my room with Emilia, taking the thing you would put on yourself and put the baby in. Kind of like a portable car seat for little kids. I placed her in the hole, and looked at Harry. He was still peacefully sleeping. I smiled, and walked to the kitchen. I grabbed pancake mix, water, a big bowl, and a stirrer. I placed them on the counter, and got mixed them all together. When the first pancake was done, I heard a chair squeak across the floor. I turned around and saw Niall.
"I smelled food." He shrugged. I rolled my eyes playfully, and heard stomping on the stairs. Demi was about to fall, but Niall ran out of his seat to catch her.
Aww.
"Food. I smelled food." She stated. blushing after Niall caught her.
"You guys are like twins." I shook my head, laughing.
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