*Avie's POV *
I put on his boxers and his overly big 'YOU COMPLETE MEss' shirt. I have no undershirt so it shows my bra at the sides. I was wearing his burger boxers.
I walk out and they are all in the living room. I walk over to Luke and sit on his lap. He holds me tight against him.
Dad and daddy just look at me on the verge of tears. I don't want them to cry.
"Can we go to your room?" I ask Luke. He nods and takes my hand leading me to his bedroom.
When we get into Luke's room he shut the door.
"Hey Av. Guess what?" Luke says, trying not to laugh.
"What?" I laugh.
"You look so perfect standing there
In my American appeal underwear"
"Umm Luke. " I interrupt him. "What are you doing?" I say whilst giggling.
"Umm. Singing. Duh. Why don't you sing me a song?" He asks.
"I'm no good. " I say and he scoffs.
"Yes you are. C'mon. Please?... for me!!..." he begs.
"Okay. Okay. I will.
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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...
