Phil's POV
I woke up to screaming. Loud, high-pitched, awful screaming. I immeadtely knew who it was. I shot out of bed and rushed to Delilah's room.
"Delilah? Honey wake up. Delilah?" I said, trying to wake her up from whatever it was that was terrorizing her dreams.
"Huh? Dad?" she sniffled, looking up at me with her tear- stained face. She quickly wrapped me in the tightest hug possible.
"What's wrong Delilah?' I asked. I was worried about her.
"No-nothing Dad. Just a bad dream. I'm okay."
I wasn't convinced, but I let it go. For now anyways. I walked out of Delilah's room to see Dan outside the door.
"Dan? What are you doing? Why aren't you asleep?" I asked.
"Well, I was, but I heard Delilah screaming, so I came here, but you were already in there, so I decided to wait out here for you so you could figure everything out and stuff, and you could tell me if she was okay and if she needed me or you or anything at all, and yeah," Dan rambled.
"Well thank you, and well I think she is okay, she had a bad dream, so this time I think I'm going to let it pass, but if it happens again I think im going to talk to her and try to figure out what's wrong and if shes okay because I read online that adoption can be really hard on adolesecent minds and yeah." I rambled back.
"Okkkkk....." Dan said. "Well goodnight."
"Goodnight."
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Adopted By Phil Lester
FanfictionDelilah is just another orphan, wishing for someday to be taken out of the orphanage. One day her wish comes true, and even greater than she imagined. Delilah was adopted by the one and only, Phil Lester.
