Adopted By 1D

We live in a foster home. Both our parents died in a car crash along with my brother and her sister. We were lucky. We were the survivors. Now we've gone from what seemed like a high life up town to running around rags down town. Its all up to a letter from a magazine that can change our lives from then on. By the way, we're Jess and Connie and we now live with the famous boy band one direction.


7. 6.Going Home And Being Saved

Connie's P.O.V -

Whilst Jess and Harry were talking about her cousins I was standing their like an awkward penguin! Quite seriously though! Because I used to do Ballet class every Saturday for like ten years, when I don't know what to say I do first position with my feet and then I really look like a penguin.

"Hey! Whats that you're doing with you're feet!? It look confusing!" Louis said trying to copy what my feet were doing but failing... epicly. I giggled at his attempt.

"You're doing it wrong!" I complained like a little kid. Then I took the boys (apart from Harry) through how to do first, second and third position. Lets say what feels like second nature to me, is extremely hard for other people! In the end they all gave up and went over to sit by Harry and Jess who were still deep in conversation. I followed them and sat on the floor, even though there was a seat spare! They all gave me strange looks, but I just smiled at them and crossed my legs.

"Ummm, you can sit here if you want!? I don't bite... Well I do bite food but..." Niall said trailing off, I giggled at him but replied with.

"Oh no don't worry, its thing with me its called Weird syndrome, its were you are really weird  Like I would prefer floor over a couch any day! Teehee!". They all gave me 'shes a bit odd looks' but then Niall shrugged it off and spread out over the seats.

We sat for another hour just talking about the most randomest of things. Lucky us the whole foster kid thing didn't get brought up once! The good thing with hanging out with the boys is that they don't know about what happened to my family, so they don't give you the look of sympathy and treat you differently... I liked that! It was all going fine but then a big security guard came in and told us that we had to go know.

"Oh.. okay!" I said jumping up from my seat. The boys stood up as well and I hugged them all individually but when I got to Louis he bent down and hugged me and gave me a quick kiss on the cheek  Ahhhhh, now my life is complete! I turned bright red and giggled a bit! I hugged him again before grabbing Jess and heading to the door. But when we were about to leave Zayn suddenly said "How are you getting home!?"

"Oh were walking!" Jess replied bouncing at every step she took.

"Well, look its late and dark so there will be creepy people so I think it is only fair we drive you home!?" Harry said more of a statement than a question.

"Look were big girls now I think we can look after ourselves!" I said, but before I could leave the door Louis had run up to me and scooped me in his arms.

"SSSSSUUUUUPPPPEEEERRRRMMMMAAAANNNN!!!" He yelled and raced out of the building. Before I knew it he had placed me in the passenger seat of a car and jumped into the drivers seat. I was giggling at him as he was checking all around him for keys. That was when Harry opened the door and was holding the keys..

"Looking for these!?" He smirked. I giggled some more. Soon enough everyone was crammed into the car and we were heading back to our 'home'. Well soon they will know about us being in care!... Oh well....

Jess's P.O.V

Louis and Connie were so cute together. Now the rest of the boys will know about me and Connie's situation. They'll probably be like everyone else. The whole ' I'm so sorry' and 'I didn't know' and everything else. But the worse part of it is that they get to see where we live. The shack of a home. I'm going to have to use that big brain of mine to get us out of them finding out. If that makes sense. They were coming up to our street now. Time to pull all I have out of the bag.

"Hey guys, just stop down here there's too many cars parked on the road down there to drive down", I said making it more of a statement than a question. 

"Sure but we can walk you down there" Harry said making it a statement like he did earlier. 

"No, that won't be necessary", I said rather to quickly. Louis pulled the car out and as soon as he pulled over I hopped out and speed walked down our street. Our house was the last on the street so the boys had all the time in the world to catch up. I could hear foot falls behind me and whipped my head around to see Connie running as fast as she could to catch me up. Behind her were the boys though. I now wish they would've of just let us walk home. Luckily they weren't as fast as me, but they were catching Connie up. I slowed down so I was running next Connie and told her to hide behind the wall and that I would keep running. 

We made it to the wall that went round the side of the house and Connie skidded to a halt behind it whilst I kept running. I heard the  boys starting to huff and puff. Finally they were slowing down and were getting tired, but so was I and they probably had more stamina than me. I kept trying to run but I slowed to a jog and was practically moving on adrenaline. It was dark, very dark, scary gloomy monster jumps out of you and you get kidnapped dark. We were coming to the end of the road and there was a gate that lead into a park called Eastrope Park and lets say there were some wrong in the head kind of people in here around this time of day. But I just kept running, well jogging or speed walking. I was almost at the end of the park where there was a great big gate. I ran towards it, knowing the boys were either not following me or a very long way behind me. I turned swiftly around the corner and a man jumped out at me. He was in a suit and I could smell the alcohol on his breath. I went to scream but he put his finger on my lips.

"No screaming princess", he whispered into my ear. I nodded. I had been in one of these situations more than once and I knew how to handle them pretty well. His hand was still covering my mouth, and even though it was a flat palm, he had sapping skin so I bit down hard on it. He screamed and pulled away. I took a fast deep breath and ran towards the park. I skidded through the gates and looked around for the boys. I could see them walking away in the distance and began shouting at them whilst running towards them. 

"Harry, Niall, Louis, Liam, Zayn", no response. "One Direction!", I screamed. At that they whipped around, probably thinking I was a fan, until they realised who I was. They began to walk towards me except when they saw a big man with angry red cheeks behind me they ran towards me. I, almost at them, looked around and stumbled on a rock. Stupid rock. Luckily I happened to land just in front of Harry, who picked me. I brushed myself of, and hid behind the boys as they lined up. 

"Have you guys seen a girl? She's my daughter and sh's run a way", he said, huffing and puffing like the little liar he is. Actually make that fat liar.

"That way", Liam said pointing in the way I had just came running down.

"Thanks", I said once the man had gone.

"Just so you know, I'm never letting you walk home alone again", muttered Harry.

"Thanks, but no thanks", I said.

"What don't you want us to know", Liam asked. Why's he so damn smart? 

"Look, if I tell you don't go all soppy on me and Connie will you. We hate it", I got lots of mumbles of 'sure' and 'of course we won'ts' " Me and Connie live in a foster home....Please don't ask her why...She gets very upset if you do", I said.

"What about you then?", said Zayn, raising his eyebrows at me.

"I don't like talking about it that much", I said raising me eyebrows back.

"So much for the whole tough look thing", Zayn muttered under his breath certain that I wouldn't hear him. But unfortunately for him I did.

"I'm not someone to mess around with Malik, your just getting into trouble talking to me", I said folding my arms. "All of you are actually", I said with that I walked. I knew they were following me but I could not honestly care less. Zayn got on my wrong side there. I'm not the sweet little girl I am if you get on the wrong side of me. I'm the strong one out of me and Connie and am very dangerous when I'm doing something on purpose. I broke Connie's finger accidentally by kicking it when we were dancing. I was eleven by the way. It still clicks every time she moves it. Still feel bad about as well. Now I'm older which means I'm stronger. So Zayn Malik better watch his mouth now. I've got my combat boots ready........

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