*Harry's POV*
It's been a week since we first got Avie. She actually called me daddy. She is giving mourning cuddles and midnight tears (she has nightmares). She even questioned why me and Louis share a room.
She is sleeping in her room while me and Lou talk in the kitchen.
"Babe, what are we going to tell Avie?" I ask him. We have to tell her sometime. You see, the only reason we haven't is because of management. They don't want us to come out. They told us not to adopt!!
I want to marry Louis and spend the rest of my life with him. But I can't. And it sucks!
"I don't know. Soon hopefully. How about at dinner?" He asks, playing with his fingers.
"Okay. " I sigh in relief.
"Daddy? What's for breakfast?" A sleepy 5 year old says, walking into the kitchen.
"I was going to make pancakes if you want. Or eggs. Or anything. " I ramble on.
"Oh! Pancakes! Pretty please daddy! Please!" She says, now fully awake.
"Okay, angel. Lou can you make her chocolate milk please. "
Louis sighs obnoxiously loud. "I guess. "
Don't get me wrong. Louis loves Avie. And he wants to make her happy. And me happy. But he just isn't a morning person.
"Thanks Uncles Lou!!" Avie says.
"I'm gunna go change. Oh, by the way, good morning!!" She chirps making me and Louis both smile.
"Good morning, princess. " Louis said in reply.
👣👣👣👣 (does anybody understand the joke when I put the feet?)
after breakfast**
"Lou, I don't want to keep this secret from her anymore." I say pathetically.
"Alright we'll tell her now. AVIE!"
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Adopted
FanfictionAvie, a 5 year old orphan, used to dream about getting a new family. A happy, married couple walking in, hands laced together. But what happens when, in the middle of a panic attack, a woman starts to adore her and calls her friend to adopt her? (La...
