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Chapter 2

For some strange reason I woke up at six o'clock this morning. I didn't have to be ready until 8:30 so I decided to go on twitter. I don't have a personal account, just a fan account for One Direction. I have loved those boys since 2011 and I will love them till the day I die. They saved my life and I would give anything to see them one day.

My account was quite successful. I was pretty proud of myself for having over 147k followers. I started scrolling through my timeline only to find that Harry was in LA today. Normally I would go out and try to find him but of course today was adoption day so I was stuck here.

I also noticed some rumors that Anne, Harry's mum, was looking to adopt another child. My stomach exploded with butterflies. What if she picks me? What if she becomes my mom? Wait. These are just rumors. It's probably not even true. Don't get your hopes up Zoe. Gosh, why would I even think she would adopt me?

My alarm interrupted my thoughts. Time to get ready. I showered and put on a pair of jean shorts and a blue and white striped t-shirt. I hated it. Unfortunately I don't have the luxury of owning my own clothes. They all belong to the orphanage so I have to share them with all the other girls. If only I wasn't so petite, I could possibly fit into some adult clothes and be able to have my own clothes. I did my hair and make up and was ready to go by 8:15. I decided to go back on my phone until I heard a knock on my door. It was Mrs. Alicia, the owner of the orphanage.

"You should probably come downstairs now Zoe. People should start arriving any minute!"

"What's the point? No one is going to want me anyway."

"No! That's not true! There are many families who would love to have you as a daughter!"

Mrs. Alicia was super nice but a little too optimistic for my liking. Every Saturday we have this same conversation and it always ends up the way I say it will.

"Okay, I'll be down in a minute."

With that she left my room and went I into the bathroom to make sure in looked my best.

I walked downstairs and sat in the corner as usual. Since none of the girls here are somewhat close to my age, I don't have any friends. I had been sitting here for about an hour until a young couple came and sat next to me. Wow, this is different. I'm not too sure I know what to do in this type of situation.

"Hi!" A young woman with red hair and hazel eyes said to me.

"Erm...uh... hello," I awkwardly replied.

"I'm Carly and this is my husband Mark."

I took one look at Mark and froze. He looked exactly like my dad. I was so terrified I didn't know what to do. I knew it couldn't have been my father, but he just brought back too many memories. I bolted upstairs to my room and cried. I cried for what felt like an hour until I realized those people might have wanted to adopt me. Wow, way to go Zoe. Someone is finally interested in you and you just run away. It's somewhat okay with me though. I don't know if I would be able to handle the resemblance of Mark and my dad.

I got up to see how much damage the crying had done to my face. Red puffy eyes, mascara smeared all over my face, and tear stains on my cheeks. I cleaned myself up and decided to take a nap to pass time until all the people were gone.

I was woken up by Mrs. Alicia who had an excited look on her face. She was a lot more excited than she usually is. This better be good considering she interrupted my nap.

"Zoe, come downstairs, there is someone who wants to meet you."

I've seen this before in the movies. Downstairs should be someone waiting to adopt me. God I hope so. I don't want to get my hopes up. For all I know it could just be Carly and Mark again, and there is no way I'm going home with those people.

I let Mrs. Alicia go downstairs while I fixed my hair and touched up my makeup. I could feel the nerves building up in my stomach. This could be it. This could be the day I get to leave this hell hole. I got myself together and started to make my way downstairs. I noticed everyone had left accept for this one person, who I assume is the one who wants to meet me. I stopped dead in my tracks. Two words. Holy shit.

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Ha I left y'all with a cliff hanger. Who do you think was waiting for Zoe? I'll give you a hint. It was NOT anyone by the last name of Styles. See y'all next update😘

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I found that hilarious