Adopted... by THEM?! (A One Direction Fan-Fiction)

Chapter two~ Don't wanna stay-

HEY GUYS!

Enjoy!

Lot's of love,

-Marisa <3

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Louis's P.O.V.

It really freaked me out a bit, how she flinch if one of us so much as raised a hand. How right now, just sitting here in the car, she was shaking in fear, how her eyes searched frantically for an escape. I wasn't scared of her, i was scared for her. I mean, we weren't going to hurt her, but she seemed so sure that we would that putting myself in her position made me feel bad for her knowing how scared she really was.

It was a bit of a sad drive, Emily sitting in between all of us, tears running down her face, refusing to make eye contact with any of us.

When we got to our apartment complex. We all piled out of them car. Emily tried to run, but i snatched my arm out and grabbed her around the waist, pulling her close to me. She started crying harder as i dragged her into the flat. Harry grabbed her legs for me as we pulled her threw the door. She thrashed in our grip, but it didn't loosen. I mean, one fourteen year old peanut against five muscular men.

We dumped her on the couch, where she curled up into a ball and sat with her knees pulled up to her face, her head down.

"Emmy?" I asked softly, sitting next to her.

She jumped and looked up at me scared, "Ye-yeah."

"Hey, its okay, no one's going to touch you... but i was wondering... how did you end up in there?" I whispered the last part.

Her eyes widened, and i saw the pain in them. They went glassy as she went into a different world completely out of this flat. She shuddered and met my gaze again, a look of fear all across it.

"I- I can't talk about it." She whispered.

"I think you should." I told her reassuringly.

She shook her head, "I just can't."

I decided not to pressure her... now.

"So..." Zayn started trying to lighten the mood, "What do you like to do for fun?"

He gave her a classic dazzling Malik smile as he spoke.

"Um, i like to read and write." She replied looking down at her feet, blushing, "That probably makes me sound like a total nerd."

"Nah, your not a nerd." Liam reassured her.

She raised an eyebrow, "Says the guy who is wearing a plaid button down shirt and long khaki's."

We all burst out laughing, except for Liam, who looked kind of hurt. He huffed and stared out the window.

Niall raised his hand for a high five and she flinched and her eyes widened. He pulled it back quickly.

I exchanged looks with Zayn, this was going to be hard. I could tell, but i didn't care, i wanted to help her.

"Well, you can just call me dad." I joked.

She looked at me a bit frightened and moved closer to Harry who was on her other side. Well, thats just great, i already managed to scare the living daylights out of her.

"Hey love, its nearly dinner. You hungry?" Niall asked.

We rolled our eyes at that, of course Niall would be the one to bring up food. But still, he was right. I mean, it was getting late, and well lets face it, Emily was a twig, she looked like she hadn't eaten in ages.