A/N: I'm so sorry and not sure if I made this clear but, Louis told the guys what happened when Violet was younger. Ms. Carmela had no idea she had cancer so, nobody has a clue she had cancer.
Violet's POV
The warm air hit my face as we stepped outside of the orphanage. A swarm of paparazzi formed. "Just keep your head down and don't make eye contact with any of them." Liam ordered as all of the boys put on their sunglasses and started to push their way through the crowd. As we walked towards the giant black escalade, the paparazzi was questioning who I was. "Who is this?" "What's her name?" "Did you adopt her?" "Is this ugly, worthless, piece of shit your daughter?" Niall held onto my hand tighter as the rude comments and remarks about me kept shooting. As we all piled in the car, I sighed. That is going to take a little getting used to. Louis put the keys in ignition and started the car. As we were driving down the road, we all were talking and enjoying the first memories we will have of each other. "We need to go shopping for clothes for her." Liam said. "I'll text Cassie and ask if she wouldn't mind taking Violet out shopping." Louis exclaimed. "Cassie?" I asked. "My beautiful girlfriend." Louis said proudly. "Who else has a girlfriend?" I asked. "Me." Harry said. "Her name is Catherine." "Great. More people to meet." I thought to myself. We pulled up to a big blue house with a black gate. Louis punched in the combo and the gates opened. We all got out of the car and walked in the house. There was a big spiral staircase and the floors looked all polished and brand new. "You can leave your shoes there love." Harry instructed as I slipped off my black vans and walked into the kitchen. Louis was on the phone with Cassie I'm assuming and the others were watching footie. I looked at myself and than the house. I didn't fit in. Not like I ever did but, I just felt awkward. "Come join us sweetie." Zayn said as he waved me over to the couch. "Cassie said she will stop by later and take you shopping." Louis smiled. "Thank you Louis!" I smiled back. "Please. Call me Lou." He said with a smirk. "Okay Lou." I laughed. "AWW MAN!! I CAN'T BELIEVE HE MISSED THAT OPEN GOAL!!" Niall yelled while jumping up and shouting at the tv. We all laughed as he sat back down on the couch, his face bright red. "He's really competitive when it comes to footie." Louis said. "You don't say." I murmured. Louis must've heard me because he just started laughing.
"Wanna go and see your room?" Harry asked me after the game was over. "Sure." I shrugged. Mine. It is my room. Harry and I walked up the long spiral staircase. When we reached the top, he walked to a door at the end of the hall. He turned the brass knob and opened the white door. I followed behind him as he walked in.
The walls were painted a coral color and the rug was a light blue. There was a king sized bed with a puffy, floral comforter. Across the room from the bed, there was a desk, chair and a door. On the desk there was a laptop, leather notebook and loads of pens and pencils. I walked towards the other door and opened it slowly. It was a gigantic walk in closet. Inside were pretty, floral storage bins. The racks were empty. I walked out of the closet and ran into Harry's arms. "Thank you so much Hazza!" I squealed into his shirt. "No problem love. Don't forget to thank the others." He warned. "I'll call you down when dinner is ready." he smiled. I nodded.
As soon as he left I took out the plastic container from my pocket. Inside the container was my blade. I had found it in an old pencil sharpener in the orphanage. I made 4 new cuts on my hips. One for each insult the paps yelled at me. I watched the blood bead. I felt better. I hid the blade in one of the storage boxes in my closet and shut my closet door. I walked over to my laptop and went on YouTube. It reminded me of the first months I spent in the hospital when I first found out about my cancer. When I was logged in, I smiled at all of the one direction videos I watched in the hospital. Each making me believe more and more that I was strong enough to fight through cancer. And, I did.
Next, I logged into twitter. Nothing new except for the boys' new tweets about me. Than, that's when people started to find my twitter and I got hate. I ran to the closet and went into the corner and took out my blade. I did many more cuts making a mixture of thousands of lines. I smiled at my work and opened the closet door. I logged out of twitter and looked at my phone. I had the twitter app on my phone and the boys put in their contacts for me.
"Violet!" I heard Niall shout "Dinner's ready!". I opened my bedroom door and walked down the stairs. Once I got down, I smelled tacos. I smiled at the memories of my parents and I before stupid cancer and our taco Tuesdays that we would have. I pushed the happy thought away
and sat down at the table. We all talked about how amazing the dinner was and what the weekend's agenda was like. "Cassie's going to take you shopping tomorrow. Our stylist Caroline will be with you along with Andy, one of our bodyguards." Louis said with a mouth full of food. "Okay." I smiled before shoving another bite of taco in my mouth. Once we all finished, we did the dishes and watched Despicable Me 2. It is one of my favorite movies.
After the movie, we all said our goodnight's and went to sleep. Waiting for what excitement tomorrow will bring.
A/N: Just choked on a piece of popcorn. I'm okay. I'm trying to Dina French project and it's failing.
