When Two Worlds Collide

Say goodbye

Vikcy's POV
I saw Louis standing there. He looked like angel. We sat down and he clapped his hands together. Before I knew it soft classical music was playing and a waiter came out with food. I looked at the food and my mouth started watering.
"Happy birthday love," Louis whispered.
"It truly is," I smiled.
We are in silence for a bit. After we were both down the waiter took our plates and we sat there and started talking.
"You did this all for me?" I smiled.
"It's the least I could do," he grinned blushing.
"Louis?"
"Yes?" He answered.
"Do you still have feeling for Eleanor?" I blurted.
He was hesitant to answer which made me very nervous until he started speaking.
"Veronica. I did have feelings for here. But now the only person I love is you. You complete me and without you I don't know what I would do. I love you more than life itself. I cannot express the way I feel towards you. I was also going to ask if you wanted Togo on tour with us. We leave at the end of this month. I love you and being away from. You for six months will be torture. Will you do me the honor of coming on your with me?" He smiled and grabbed my hands.
I smiled and my eyes started to water.
"I love you Louis Tomlinson."
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We finally got back to the house and I changed into sweats and tank top. I wore some fuzzy socks warm from the dryer and plopped down onto the couch where the lads were goofing around.
"Wanna play a game?" Niall asked.
"I thinking just going to go to bed. In really tired," I said getting muppets and heading upstairs. I walked into my room and got into bed. I slowly pulled the blanket over me and replied the night in my head. It was perfect.
"Vicky!" Louis screamed from downstairs forcing me to wake up.
I groaned and started walking down the stairs.
"Yes?" I said a tad but annoyed.
"Do you want to go anywhere today?" He asked making pancakes.
"I kinda just wanna stay home," I confessed.
"Okay," he smiled putting a pancake in front of me. I scarfed down three more pancakes before Niall was staring at me.
"Where have you been all my life?" He mumbled amazed.
"Back off she's mine!" Louis joked.
I picked up my phone and was getting a call from my foster parents.
Why?
I picked up the phone cautiously.
"Hello?"
"Valentina! Dear!" My foster mom cheered.
"It's Veronica. And I go by Vicky," I said annoyed.
"Right. How are you?" She asked.
"Why?" I grunted.
"I wanna know how my baby is doing!"
"Really? Because you never took care of me. You used me to get money! I used to go for days without food and you always come home drunk! I stayed at Donny's house most of the time!" I was yelling and very angry.
"I know. And I'm sorry. I want you to come back home. I already got the paperwork ready. You just need to sign them!" She said in a very cheery tone which annoyed the crap out of me.
"Why? So you can get more money. Well here's some advice! Stop drinking! And get a really job!" I yelled before ending the call.
Everyone was staring at me with their jaws dropped but got back to their food and conversation.
"I'm sorry you had to see that," I mumbled heading upstairs.
"Wait!" Zayn called after me.
"Yeah?" I said stopping and turning around.
He raised an eyebrow and gestured for me to come back. I sighed before coming back to the table and gave Zayn a hug.
"Thank you!"
I was getting a call from a private number and wasn't sure if I wanted to answer.
"Put it on speaker," Harry suggested.
I answered and put it on speaker.
"Hello?" I answered.
"Yes is this Veronica Payne?" A man asked.
"Yes."
"According to our paperwork you are living with Suzan and Ronald correct?"
"I actually moved out and know I am living with my brother," I answered trying to be polite.
"According to our paperwork you are under custody of your foster parents," the man answered.
"Technically I'm 18 so I can live on my own."
"No miss. You must be 21."
"Bullshit!" I snapped. "To be a legal adult you must be eighteen which I am!"
"No need to get mad miss. I am just doing my job." He answered calmly.
"I don't understand!" I said a little calmer.
"You were given up for adoption and because you have been... Injured in numerous ways... You must stay with your legal guardian."
Louis looked at me knowing what he was talking about but i shook my head so he wouldn't mention it. I mouthed to the other boys that I would tell them later and replied to the man.
"Liam Payne is my guardian then."
"No m'am."
"But he signed the papers!" I cried.
"I'm sorry but it has not been cleared with us. If your are not back with your foster parents within the next 24 hours child custody will take you away. And you will go far away from here. It's not up to me I'm very sorry." He said before ending the call. I locked my phone and stared at the blank screen.
"Don't worry I will get you out of there as soon as I can!" Liam assured me.
"You don't understand!" I yelled bursting out a fountain of tears. "They don't like me. They treat me bad. They'd have raped me and done things that make me weak! They are the reason I am not me! They are the reason I wake up every night crying! They are the reason I trust Donny so much! They are the reason I almost died!"
Without saying a word he hugged me. A strong sincere meaningful hug. I hugged back crying into his shoulder and was scared.
"Can I go there in the morning?" I sobbed.
Liam nodded and I hugged him tighter not wanting to let go. Before I knew it all the other boys joined in and it became a group hug. We all were silent and I was glad ko body was asking about my foster parents. I didn't want to talk about them.
"Why don't we do something tonight?" Niall asked.
"I just want to be with my brother for now. But yes tonight why don't we all go out for dinner. We can invite Perrie and Danielle too."
They nodded in agreement and unspent the day with Liam. We had hot cocoa and unspent the whole day just crying and hugging him.
"You will be fine," he cooed.
"How do you know?" I sniffed.
"Because you're the strongest person I know. You just have to put your guard back up and stay strong."
"Will you sing to me?" I asked.
He nodded and I lied down on the bed with him and laid my head in his chest.