Adopted by Zalfie Sequel

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Driving to London was amazing. Me and dad answered loads of questions just like me and Logan did when we drove down.

"What do you really think of Logan?" I read out from my phone. I looked over at dad, who was now smiling.

"I guess he's okay." He teased.

"Dad! Seriously." Even I wanted to know.

"He's a good one. Good for Tia." Dad answered.

"That's it?"

"And he's great at helping me edit and things like that." He added.

"At least now I'm reassured my dad likes my boyfriend." I said to the camera. "Oooo, this one is deep."

"Go on."

"How did you know Tia was the one when you first went to the adoption centre. Plus, how long did the process take?" I read out.

"We just had this connection. I don't know really, me and Zoe just had this mutual feeling of 'we want to take care of this kid'."

"And as for the process, it took like a couple of months. I went out with them a couple of times." I answered.

"We're here you know." Alf informed me.

Too right he was, as we pulled up to Tay's apartment block.

I sent her a quick text to let her know I was outside while dad gave me the safety talk.

"I'm going into London to get something, so you need to stay with Taylyn at all times." He started.

"You do realise I've been to New York by myself?"

"Yes." He chuckled, "but you know I get worried. I'm only one phone call away."

I started to sing the Charlie Puth song and dad rolled his eyes. "You wish you could sing like your mother and Logan."

Five minutes went by and I still hadn't got a reply from Tay. She knew I'd be coming at this time.

But I spoke too soon as my phone pinged.

Tay x
Come up pls x

Tay x
Floor ten, room 234 x

I did as she said, giving my dad a kiss on the cheek goodbye, grabbing my handbag and making my way up to her room.

Inside was posher than I had imagined. Her dad must be a bloody millionaire. The lobby was all cream, with warm lights and a sweet smell. There were even those things that carry your luggage that they had on the suit life on deck.

Off topic but you know, we've got to appreciate the Disney Channel and our childhoods every now and again.

After I got over my state of shock, I approached the elevator. It wasn't even scary. Normally with elevators you get that weird feeling that it's going to break. But with this one, no. It was way too posh.

The doors opened and I was hit with a weird feeling inside my stomach. Why did I feel like something bad was going to happen?

I turned right to see room 235 so I took it as room 234 would be to the left. It was, and I knocked on the door and waited for an answer. A brief second passed and Taylyn opened the door.

"Hi-" Wow.

It wasn't the room that shocked me, it was Taylyn.

She didn't look her normal self. She didn't have a beautiful makeup free face, nor a full face of immaculate face of makeup.

Tay wasn't dressed in the most flattering to her figure lounge clothes, nor stylish, expensive clothes as if she was going to a party, even if she was just going to McDonald's.