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Chapter 3

Paul. Paul freaking Higgins. Why on Earth would he be here? Wait, the rumors. Holy crap. Holy crap. Is this actually happening? No it can't be. This can't be happening.

"Zoe, are you okay?" Mrs. Alicia worriedly asked.

"What? Oh yeah I'm fine," I replied.

I'm actually not fine. On the inside I'm fangirling so hard. My brain is like a slot machine. Thousands of different thoughts rushing my mind and i just wanted them to match up. My breathing picked up. My heart was beating faster than the wings of a hummingbird. I felt sick to my stomach. My fingers and toes went numb. I'm having a panic attack. Really? Why was this happening? Why here, why now? Ever since I left my dad, I've been having panick attacks. Mrs. Alicia takes me to a counselor for it every week. Apparently I have some panic disorder. They just like to happen at the worst times for no apparent reason. Now was one of those times.

I looked over at Mrs. Alicia. By her face I knew she could tell what was happening.

"Mr. Higgins, will you excuse us for a second?" Mrs. Alicia asked with slight worry in her voice.

"Yes of course."

I could see the look of worry in pauls eyes, which only made me even more nervous. We made it to my room just in time for me to empty the contents of my stomach into the toilet. I never understand why my body does this to me. We stayed in my bathroom for about ten more minutes until i was finally abel to pull myself together. I slowly walked back downstairs. My body was shaking aggressively as an aftermath of the attack.

I took a seat next to Paul while Mrs. Alicia sat on the other side of the desk. I could tell Paul was a little uncomfortable with what just happened. Well he was going to have to get used to it if I was getting adopted.

"So Mr. Higgins, what can I help you with?"

"Well the boys I work for are looking to adopt, and I think Zoe would be a perfect fit into our special family!"

The boys he works with. One Direction. The five idiots who saved my life were about to become my brothers.

"Well I know that Zoe would love to join you and your family."

"So Zoe, what do you think?" Paul eagerly asked.

"I would love to!"

"Okay great! Mr. Higgins and I have to fill out some paper work, so you can head upstairs Zoe."

It wasn't until I sat on my bed that I realized I felt like crap. After panic attacks I'm always emotionally and physically drained. My body aches from shaking so much and i'm weak from getting sick. Then it hit me. I'm being adopted. Not by just anyone, but by the people who saved my life.

Should I tell them? I don't think that's something you tell people you just met. Even though fans do it all the time, I don't want to because they are going to be my brothers. I don't want them to always have to worry about me.

I got bored with my thoughts so I decided to listen to Mrs. Alicia and Paul's conversation.

"So so before you sign the last few papers I want you to know Zoe has had a very difficult past. She's never talked to me about it personally, but I've heard her talk about it in her sleep and it seems intense for someone as young as she is."

Do I really talk in my sleep? Hmm good to know.

"She also has a panic disorder. She's extremely prone to having panic attacks, and they can get pretty bad. That's what that little episode was earlier."

Wow, Mrs. Alicia promised me she would never tell a soul about my disorder. It hurt knowing she told Paul right out of the blue. I guess she had to though, they were going to find out eventually.

"I understand, I think it will be good for the boys. It might help them become more mature."

Oh god please no. I do not want those boys to mature at all. I'll make sure that doesn't happen.

"Fabulous! Just sign right here and you're good to go!"

I couldn't help but smile when I watched Paul sign the papers.

"Okay right this way and I will show you up to Zoe's room!"

Shoot. I ran as fast as I could and made it to my room just in time. Paul walked in and immediately looked at my wall. Oh shit. My posters. I probably had over sixty posters of the boys on my wall. Great, he probably regrets his decision now. He probably thinks I'm some insane fangirl that will jump all over the boys the second I see them.

"So, I see you are a fan! That makes things even better!"

A huge wave of relief washed over my body.

"Uh yeah, since 2011."

"Wow, impressive. So, Harry and I will be here tomorrow around 4:15 P.M. Is that okay?"

Harry. Harry is coming. The Harry Styles. I am going to meet him tomorrow. I'm going to meet my brother.

"Yep, sounds good! See you then!"

"Goodbye love, see you tomorrow!"

As soon as he was out the door, I cried. I cried for the second time today, but this time they are happy tears. I couldn't believe it. After fourteen years of being completely miserable, my life was finally starting to turn around.

I got into my bed and just laid there thinking about all the amazing things I was about to encounter. I just couldn't stop thinking about everything that tomorrow would bring.

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