Chapter 3: Bedtime

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Ash's p.o.v

"Fine. Let's settle down and watch a movie before going to bed ok?"

"Yeah!" The boys answered me.

"So what movie should we watch?"

"Toy Story!"

"Peter Pan!"

"Lion King!"

"Aladdin!"

"I don't care."

"The movie with the most votes wins. Louis, you decide."

"Well... We haven't seen Peter Pan in a long time."

"Yay!!!" Harry yells.

"Ok, go sit on the couch. I'll put the movie in and get you some blankets."

When I start to walk off to get the blankets after putting in the movie, Harry gets up and follows me.

"Harry, why aren't you sitting with the other boys?"

"I wanted my..." He trails off.

"What do you want?"

"I wanted my..." He trails off again and looks like he's getting really upset.

"Harry, what's wrong?" I ask while fully squatting down to his level.

"I-I-I..." He says then burst into tears.

"It's ok Harry, everything's fine." I say while letting him cry into my shoulder.

"What's wrong?" Louis asks when he sees Harry crying.

"I w-wanted m-my..." Harry barely gets out. He's crying so hard he's shaking.

"Oh, he wants his bear. I'll go get it." He goes upstairs and I continue to comfort Harry.

"I got it!" Louis runs down the stairs and hands Harry a slightly burned teddy bear.

Harry stops crying and smiles when he has the bear in his hands.

"Is everything better now?" He nods and grabs Louis's hand and they walk off together to the movie.

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"I won't grow up!"

I decide to look more into the folder that contained every known piece of information about these boys... Or at lease some.

So I sit in the kitchen, occasionally looking up to check on the boys, reading what's inside the folder.

Harry Edward Styles

Birthday: February 1st 2008

Birth parents: Anne Cox, Des Styles

Then there was a newspaper article paper-clipped to the paper.

Anne Cox (42), Des Styles (45), and Gemma Styles (6) were killed in a house fire. 2-year-old Harry Styles barely escaped with his life. Firemen found little Harry choking from the smoke and surrounded by flames. He was rushed to St. Bailey's Hospital. He only had minor burns and scars. After the fire was put out, firemen found a half-burnt teddy bear. When it was shown to Harry, he smiled and hugged it tightly.

I looked over at Harry. He was laying on Louis's lap, half asleep, sucking his thumb, and holding his bear. I look at the date of the newspaper.

May 3rd, 2010

That was about 3 months ago! Poor little Harry.

"Hey Ashlyn?" Liam walks up. I quickly close the folder and look at him.

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