I was stripped of my clothes and tied down to my bed. The ropes felt tighter than they used to be. My father re entered the room wearing nothing but his boxers. My body cringed knowing what was about to happen. He laid on top of me and slowly started to remove his one piece of clothing.
"Please..." I was cut of by him kissing my mouth.
"Dad please stop!" Every time I tried to resist he only deepened his kiss. He stopped. I thought he was only coming up for air, but instead he whispered to me.
"You shouldn't have run away you little slut. You have no idea what's in store for you."
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I shot straight up. Panic started to set in. I ran quickly to the bathroom, trying my best not to wake Harry. I didn't want him to see me like this. I know it was just a nightmare, but I hadn't had one this terrifying in a while. It felt so real. My usual panic symptoms started to begin. I know I will be fine as long as Harry doesn't hear me. Fingers crossed he's a heavy sleeper. I got that feeling. You know that disgusting feeling you get before you throw up? Yep that one. I lifted the toilet seat and heaved into the bowl. Just my luck. I heard Harry get out of bed.
"Zoe? Oh my gosh Zoe! Are you okay? Do I need to call a doctor?"
"No, I'm fine. I just had a bad dream."
"And it caused you to throw up?"
"Uh... yeah it just kinda made me nervous I guess."
"Oh. Not to be nosey or anything, but was that one of your panic things?"
"Umm yeah. How do you know about those?"
"Mrs. Alicia told me. She said it would help if I knew."
"Oh." Was all I could manage to say. I'm so embarrassed. My muscles began to hurt from the shaking. I was now even more exhausted than I was before I went to sleep.
"I'm going back to sleep."
"Uh okay. Just let me know if you need anything."
Before going to bed, I looked at the clock. 3:47. I'm not exactly sure what time we have to wake up but I'm hoping it's not soon.
I was woken up by someone shaking me. Acting out of instinct, I screamed and jumped backwards.
"Please don't hit me! I pleaded.
Silence. I looked up to see a very shocked Harry. It wasn't until this moment that I realized I'm not used to boys being around me anymore. I lived in an all girls orphanage and went to an all girls school. The last time I made actual contact with a guy was when I still lived with my dad. I'm used to him touching me in awful awful ways. I'm not used to Harry gently shaking me awake. I'm going to have to get used to boys soon considering I'm about to live with five of them.
"I'm so sorry Harry! I uh just thought you were um someone from my dream." That's believable isn't it? I mean it is true. I thought Harry was my dad.
"It's okay. I just want you to know that I would never ever hurt you, and neither would any of the other boys."
"I know."
And there's that awkward silence I've learned to become so familiar with. It was making me uncomfortable so I decided to break the silence.
"So are we going to do anything before our flight?"
"Yep! I'm taking you shopping"
"That's really sweet Harry, but I don't need..."
"Shh yes you do." Harry cut me off followed by a cheeky smirk.
After about fifteen minutes of arguing, I finally agreed to let him take me shopping. I kind of have to agree... I don't have any clothes. He took me to a huge mall where we shopped for about four hours. Now it was 5:00 so we went back to the hotel to pack. I finished before Harry so I went on twitter. I found horrifying things. There were tons of pictures of me and Harry going into the hotel yesterday. There were even some from the mall just an hour ago. The pictures weren't the bad thing. It was what people were saying about them. Everyone thinks we are dating.
"Harry, you been on twitter lately?"
"No why?"
"There are a lot of pictures of us. Everyone thinks we are a couple."
I'm only fourteen! I'm way to young to date Harry! Why would people even think that?
"Dammit! Why do people always jump to conclusions?" Harry is freaking out.
"Calm down! Can't you just tweet and say who I really am?"
"Yeah, but we aren't planning on releasing it to the press until we get to London."
"Just do it now! I've already read a bunch of hate comments about it. I don't want to have to read anymore."
"Fine."
@Harry_Styles: Guys please don't believe any of these rumors. Zoe, the girl you have been seeing me with recently is NOT my girlfriend. She is my sister. We adopted her yesterday. More information behind this whole situation will be released later. Love you all xxx -Harry
The tweet was too long so he screen shotted it and posted the picture.
"Hey what's your twitter? I'll tell them to give you a follow."
"Oh I don't have one."
"But you found those pictures on twitter."
"Oh yeah. Umm..."
"Zoe."
"There is a slight chance that I have a One Direction fan account."
"Haha I figured that. Paul told me that you're a fan. Don't be embarrassed. Let's make you a personal account."
Harry helped me set up my twitter. He made my username @ZoeStyles. I guess that answers my question of who's last name I'm taking. I soon got a notification.
@Harry_Styles: Go give my new sis a follow😉 @ZoeStyles
"Thanks Harry."
"No problem. Anything for my sister."
His words made me smile. We haven't known each other for long, but I can tell that he genuinely cares about me. Paul entered the room interrupting our brother sister bonding moment.
"Come on you too. Time to get going."
We walked downstairs and sure enough there are paparazzi outside. I grabbed onto Harry's arm as we walked out the door. I can tell there are more paparazzi than there was yesterday. Like a lot more. To make things even worse, they all now know my name.
"Zoe how does it feel to be adopted by Harry Styles?"
"Harry did you adopt her to make yourself look good?"
"Did you adopt her because you feel sorry for her?"
I know they are just saying that to get our attention, but the last two really got to me. Harry must have heard the questions too because he gave me a sympathetic look once we got into the car.
"Zoe, those assholes were just trying to get your attention. They didn't mean any of that stuff. We adopted you because we wanted another person to join our family. We need another person to love. Even though you haven't met all of us yet, we love and care about you no matter what."
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Hey y'all! Again I'm so so sorry for the late update! I'm a camp counselor this week so that has been taking the majority of my time. I actually typed this all up last night and then accidentally deleted it. So yep that was fun. I'm going to do my best to update again by Friday. Please please please comment and vote! Love y'all and see ya next update!😘

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FanfictionZoe is a fourteen year old girl who has lived in an orphanage for the past seven years. Unfortunately she is forced to live with her traumatic past always in the back of her head. At this point the only thing keeping her alive is the British boy ban...