Adopted... by THEM?! (A One Direction Fan-Fiction)

Chapter Seventeen~ You know i can't heal things with a handshake-

HELLLLLOOOO READERS! 

MARISA HERE! :D

Before we start, i just would like to say a few things.

First; I think we've all heard about Liam and Danielle. They were the best couple. End of story. You could always see how happy they looked when they were together. The way they looked into each other's eyes... was just the cutest thing. It's really hard to accept that they aren't together anymore. They've been together for two years. I just hope they're happy.

Can we talk about hate mail for a second? Danielle got so much hate, all the time. Anyone who ever sent hate to her, or Eleanor or Perrie for that matter, mine as well leave my story now. Those girls did nothing to you, they dont deserve your hate. And i think the people who send it are disgusting and sick. Bullying is the worst thing. I think a lot of us can relate to that. So why are you sending hate to them? they're just people. They did nothing wrong. So just stop. I hope you haters are happy.

Third; Guys, if you watched 1D on Alan Carr, you know that THEY'RE MOTHER FUCKIN WATCHING US!! SHIT GUYS! THIS IS BAD! ALL YOU TUMBLR PEOPLE LIKE MYSELF! SHITT!! THEY'RE NOT SUPPOSED TO SEE THAT STUFF!! I hope to God they don't come on Wattpad. We've got some dirty ass shit on here.

I guess that's it. Despite my rude ranting, i love you guys! 

Hope you enjoy!

Lot's of love,

- Marisa <3

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LOUIS' P.O.V.

After Emily fell asleep on me, the rage fired right back up. How dare he lay a finger on her! How could he?! After everything! I promised her- we promised her that no one would hurt her! How could he do that?! And for what?! What would he get out of it, besides a pissed off boyband and a broken little girl.

I carefully eased myself out from under her, trying not to wake her. After that; i glared at Harry. Despite him being taller than me, he shrunk under my gaze.

I curled my hands into fists, "Harry Edwards Styles... i cannot believe you." Oh shit, i sounded like Liam.

He looked down ashamed.

"Why would you do that?!" I asked him angrily.

"I-i'm sorry Boobear! I was worried about her an-"

I cut him off, "You decided to slap her!"

"No!" He exclaimed, "Just let me finish... I was worried and she wouldn't talk to me, so i got mad and i told her i'd just go threw her journal... she flipped and attacked me to get it back. Lou, she threw it into the fireplace, i grabbed it before any damage was done. But then we just started arguing again and i just- i lost control."

I sighed, "That's your excuse for hitting a sick abused fourteen year old girl?"

He bit his lip nervously, "Yeah... what are you gonna do to me Lou?"

I scoffed, "Oh me? Nothing. I'm gonna sit back and watch while all the trust she had for you crumbles. Because that's what you get.  You betrayed  her trust Harry. Now; you need to face the consequences of that."

He looked down ashamed, "Lou... i didn't mean to hurt her."

I sighed, my brotherly/fatherly attitude fading and my best friend one creeping out, "I know Harry," I put my hand on his shoulder, "But its not me you need to prove that to."
 

He nods, "I know."

EMILY'S P.O.V.

Cool hands were stroking my hair back from my face. Thier long fingers cascading across my forehead gently. I groaned as i woke up. I groggily sat up and took in my surroundings. The first thing i saw were green eyes, his green eyes. I shreiked and jumped away. Harry sat there looking at me sadly, he had been the one next to me, stroking my hair. I scuttled away from him, scared.