Adopted By One Direction

Chapter 2

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In front of me stood five teenagers. Okay, okay, they were kind of good looking. I guess that would be awkward. Then I was sent back to reality and realized: these were my foster parents. Wait, what?

"Hi." They all said in unison.

"I'm confused- you're adopting me?" I had a puzzling look on my face.

"Yes, we're adopting you. Do you know who we are?"

"Am I supposed to know who you are? I dunno, I guess you look familiar." I shrugged.

"We're One Direction, the band?" One of them asked, shocked.

"Um..." I looked at them, and only one looked familiar.

"Are we gonna go?" I asked, wondering why we were all just standing there.

"Okay."

I mentally said my goodbyes to the orphanage. I didn't really care about the orphanage or any of the girls there.

"Aliana, are you alive in there?" I heard a snap in front of my face.

"Oh, sorry." I apologized.

"It's okay. my name's Zayn, by the way." The boy formally introduced himself. He was kind of attractive. He had nice brown eyes, with kindness showing in them. He flashed a genuine smile which made me feel at home.

It made me smile back. I couldn't remember the last time I smiled.

"Hurry up!" Someone yelled from inside the car.

"Yes, Liam." Zayn sighed. I hopped in as well.

That voice of Liam- it reminded me of my father.

*Flashback*

"Open up!" My dad screamed.

This was the first time he abused me. He had punched me in the ribs, making me scream with pain. The last thing I remembered from that night were the bad words coming from his mouth.

*End of flashback*

The tears forced out, and I realized what I was doing. I quickly wiped them away. I was given a few concerned looks. I was done.

The car stopped at a fancy, luxurious hotel. I quickly hopped out of the car and ran into the hotel.

"What the hell?" I heard a voice behind me.

"Wait!" I heard Zayn call behind me.

"No!" I screamed as I felt his arms snake around me.

"Come on." He started running up the stairs.

I followed behind him, feeling anxious.

We reached his room. He told me to sit in one of the chairs. Tears were still running down my cheeks.

"What's wrong?" He asked. His light brown eyes stared into mine.

"Everything's wrong, Zayn! Why did you guys adopt me, anyway?" I shouted.

"We-we were just wanting to help somebody." He stuttered.

"But why me? I'm nineteen years old and I don't have a future." I explained, sniffling.

"You're forgetting that we are one of the most famous boy bands in the world." Behind Zayn, stood a young man with brown hair. He was pretty cute, too. He was wearing a white T-shirt with navy blue stripes and red jeans. "I'm Louis, by the way." He grinned.

"I'm Aliana." I smiled.

A few minutes later, all five boys were in view.

"I'm Niall." A boy with almost bleached blonde hair introduced, with a huge smile. He had magical, glittering blue eyes. They reminded me of the ocean, but lighter. Altogether he reminded me of a little boy.

"I'm Harry." He smirked. This guy had messy, brown hair that could be interpreted as sexy, to some degree. He had dark brown eyes, and a smile that could make any girl blush.

"I'm Liam." I assumed that he was the leader of the group. He wore a serious look and I could guess that he was the one that kept everyone from running and jumping around.

"Can we get some food?" I heard, coming from Niall's mouth.

We agreed on McDonald's.

Fans were running here and there, chasing the van. I wanted to get away, but one of the bodyguards made sure I stayed with them.

"Wanna hear a secret?" Whispered Harry, as he walked next to me.

"Okay?" I whispered back, "What is it?"

"Ignore the fans and the cameras, all they want is the latest scoop of what is going on."

I giggled, as I felt him put a baseball cap on my head.

He smiled back, warmly.

My cheeks started to get rosy, so I looked down again.

We were in front of the fast food joint. Liam opened the door for everyone. I found it ridiculous that I was the only one to thank him for holding the door.

"Are they usually that impolite?" I asked, bothered.

"Yeah, I guess so. I guess they're just used to it." He explained.

I frowned. 10 trays of food were placed on the table. Chicken nuggets, fries, hamburgers, everything was being shared. I stayed poised and polite.

"Aren't you going to eat anything?" Niall asked, with food stuffed in his mouth.

I was sickened by the fact that they were feasting on fast food. "I am fine, thanks." I walked to the restroom.

I walked in and looked at myself in the mirror. Words couldn't describe how terrible I looked. I had dark bags crowding up under both of my eyes. I was really skinny, and I couldn't believe how my hair looked. It was all over the place. I looked like a homeless rat, my clothes soiled and my jeans dirty as well.

I walked out of the restroom to see chaos. The boys were rushing to finish eating their food, but fangirls were in their faces. I casually walked out of the fast food place to see one of the bodyguards standing there.

"Hi, I'm Paul." He introduced.

"I'm Aliana." I gave him a smile.

"We're gonna clean you up." He said, all of the sudden.

I remembered how bad I looked when I was in the bathroom. I walked to the car and sat in the very back, so no one would be able to see me.

One of the boys climbed in to sit with me.

"Ali?" A voice spoke.

"Yes, Niall?" I sighed because I had remembered the way he had been stuffing his mouth earlier.

"I just want you to know that if you ever just need to talk, I'm here." He gently smiled.

I looked at the floor. Tears started forming and I let one drop to the floor.

"We all want to help you, Ali." He stated.

"I know, N-Niall." By now I was sobbing.

He pulled me in to comfort me. He put his arm around me.

I suddenly heard pounding on the window. I looked out and envisioned my father standing out there. He had a slim body that was fragile from continuous drug, alcohol, and cigarette use. He was yelling at me that I didn't deserve my new family. I found myself asking that very question: Did I?

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Hey guys! Sorry to leave you with a cliff hanger. I've been so tired lately tbh. So who do you think she's gonna end up with? Niall? Harry? Louis? Liam? Or Zayn? Vote, Comment, Read. xx