I have lived 'Miss Harriette's Home for the Musically Talented' for 5 years. I am 15. Throughout those five years I've grown lonelier and lonelier. Miss Harriette is a horrible woman. I don't know how she's past child services' inspections. I was sent here by my mother. She could not afford to take care of both of us after my dad left. It was the hardest thing my mom ever had to do. There are only two things in this world that can make me smile anymore, music and art. I am in love with music. Art is more of a hobbie. Although, the one thing I want more than anything is to get out of this place.


4. Chapter 4

*Liam P.O.V.*

Where are they?! Louis said he and Eleanor would meet us here at 7 and now it is almost 7:30! There's 6 of us here waiting! Even Zayn and Perrie were here on time. Usually you could count on them to be the last ones to join us. Finally Louis showed up. "Finally!" I said to alert everyone they were here. They got out of the car in the parking lot. I was surprised when I saw a young girl get out of the backseat. I stared in confusion as they walked to the door. We all walked over to the entrance to greet them.

*Louis' P.O.V.*

This was it. It was time. I'm excited and worried at the same time. It's time for Stella to meet the boys.

"Hey guys! Sorry we're late." I greeted. "Who's this lovely lady?" Harry asked looking a little too interested. "Stay away from her Harry! She's not for sale. But to answer your question, this is Stella." I looked back to make sure she wasn't scared. She was partially hidden behind Eleanor. "She is living with us. We kind of, sort of, I guess... adopted her." I finished. After I was bombarded with "WHAT?!"s "Calm down! Let's go sit down and we'll explain." I coaxed. We all went and sat down. Stella sat on the other side of El, inbetween her and Niall. "Okay, well we first saw her the morning after that big end of tour party. Eleanor and I were walking back to El's house when she was sitting in front of the building drawing and I tripped on her foot and she ran off. We followed her down the alley and she had fallen and blacked out. So we took her to the hospital. And long story short, the lady who ran the ophanage she was at was a real b... bad person and abused her so we took her back to our vacation house because it was closer. And we fell in love with her so she's staying with us until she gets her life figured out." I looked across El to see Stella. She had a slight blush and smile. I smiled back at her. "I think that's wonderful and so sweet of you guys!" commented Perrie. "Thanks!" El replied. "Stella, these are the boys!"

Soon the waiter came and took our order, whereas Stella just pointed to the pictures and Eleanor ordered for her. We all started our own conversations. I wasn't worried anymore. Our friends supported us and Stella doesn't seem to not like them. Everythings fine.

*Niall's P.O.V.*

She's the most beautiful girl I've ever seen. Her perfect blonde hair and sparkling blue eyes. Somehow I knew we were going to be close. I can't to get to know her. I felt the urge to start a conversation with her. "Hi! I'm Niall." I started waiting for her reply. She just cowered into Eleanor's side, then Eleanor spoke up. "Sorry Niall. She doesn't really talk much." My heart sank a little. "Oh. Well I guess it's up to me to keep the conversation going!" I said with a slight smile. I looked into her eyes. I could tell she was scared of what I might do. I didn't want to scare her. "So you must like living with Lou and El. They have the biggest house and love to go shopping all the time. But Lou's kind of a slob. I know what it's like to live with him." I looked back at her, she seemed like she was warming up to me but with a confused look on her face. "We all lived in the X Factor house together and I was constantly cleaning up after him." I clarified. I saw the waiter come out with some of our meals and instantly I had a huge smile plastered on my face when I saw mine. I dug in to my chicken as soon as it was set in front of me. I glanced over at Stella. She was just chipping away at her steak. She was so pretty. Her tiny little bites that she took so perfectly. I almost forgot about my food because I was too busy admiring her every move. I want to be friends with her so bad. Maybe in time.

Soon the night was over and we all went our seperate ways. I headed back to my flat and turned on the derby game I had recorded. Not soon after I drifted off to sleep on the couch.

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