Forgetting the past (1D)

Lauren Mathews' life is complicated - her dad was brutally murdered at the age of nine, her sister was kidnapped a year ago and her mum passed away from brain cancer. At the tender age of 15, Lauren never knew life could be so cruel. Until she was adopted by the five most famous boys in the World. Can One Direction make her see that her life wasn't destined for death and depression? But can there still be love? Life is unfair, happiness never lasts forever....


11. Chapter 10 - Harry

“How does it feel to have a fifteen year old girl to look after?” Michelle asked, looking intently at all of our eyes, making us fidget awkwardly.

“It’s a new challenge we’ve taken,” Liam said. “I mean, we’ve had two tours, two albums, a movie, a perfume, we’re permanently in Madame Taussauds. But looking after a child is a whole new level.”

Michelle nodded in agreement. “Keeping in mind that she’s a teenager, is it better than looking after someone younger?”

Liam looked thoughtful. “Well, I-”

“It’s easier,” Zayn chipped in. “To a certain extent.”

“And by that, you mean…” Michelle faded.

“Because she’s older, we can leave her alone more without anyone there. Also she goes to her friends’ houses a lot. And when we’re on tour, our friend comes every day to check on her. But because she’s older, she’s a lot more vulnerable. She has the chance to do stupid things. She doesn’t have a proper role model.”

“And how are you trying to maintain her having a good life?”

“Whenever we have a break from tour, we come back home to spend some time with her,” Zayn said.

“Eating Nandos. It’s her favourite,” Niall laughed.

“Do you think this was the best decision? To adopt her?” Michelle contradicted, leaning closer.

“Of course,” I looked a little offended. I wanted this interview to be over so I could go and check on Lauren. Who knew what she was doing right now? “We all love her and this is something we’ve thought about for a while.”

“But what does she think? She refused coming to this interview. No one’s seen her. No one knows what she looks like. She doesn’t even have twitter, by the looks of it.”

“She’s not ready to be thrust into the spotlight yet,” I said. “A lot has happened in her life and she wants to take it slowly.”

Michelle nodded slowly. “Everyone is wondering what she looks like. What does she look like?”

“Beautiful,” I blurted. My eyes widened and I started blushing. “Everyone is beautiful in their own way. So of course she is beautiful.” I looked down and wringed my hands.

There came some hoots and wolf-whistling from the crowd. Michelle looked a little jealous, but carried on.

“What’s her name?”

“Lauren. Lauren Mathews,” Zayn said.

“Ordinary name. What made you pick her?”

“She stood out from the crowd,” Liam started. “She was miserable. I don’t think it was long before she broke.”

“How is she now? It’s been a month since you adopted her, right?”

We all looked at each other. “She’s happier now. She’s not completely better, but she’s getting there,” I said.

“What does she like doing?”

“Playing the guitar, piano and song writing,” I answered.

Michelle’s eyes lit up. “Can she sing?”

“Phht, hell no,” Louis said, rolling his eyes.

“But her song writing is amazing,” Niall said quickly, glaring at Louis.

“Right,” Michelle said slowly.




“Swim Lauren swim!” Niall shrieked, splashing around like a complete lunatic.

“I’m. Trying,” she huffed back, struggling in Liam’s firm grip. The sun was shining and we were all in the pool. Except Louis. Lauren’s brown hair was tied up in a loose bun, her blue eyes sparkling in the light. Her swimming costume was plain black and her legs kicking.

The party was tomorrow, and it was a massive understatement to say I was nervous. These sort of parties tended to go mad. Mad parties and fifteen year old girls tend not to mix well. Especially vulnerable teenage girls. Lauren looked stunning in the dress, she really did. But I wondered how she’d look with her hair and make-up done. Would she look more pretty, or less? Ever since we had adopted Lauren, I felt myself change. What I didn’t know whether it was for the better or worse.

“Let me go,” Lauren moaned.

“LET. HER.GO.” Niall screamed really loudly. Our hands went flying to our ears, except Lauren we dove underwater and front crawled to Niall, whose arms were wide open.

“We did it,” Niall said, giving Lauren a high five. She giggled and swam to the side, pulling herself off the side.

Lauren’s legs weren’t toned – there was still some flab. I guess she hadn’t lost all her baby fat yet. But it looked cute. Sort of. Oh my gosh, I’m perving on a fifteen year old. My inner conscious told me. I ripped my eyes away and focused on something else. Chocolate, crisps, bakeries, cakes, albums, girls, girls, girls.

“Stop it!” I screamed, jumping up. Everyone’s eyes were trained on me, frozen. Niall’s arms were in the air. Zayn was half way pulling himself up. Louis was clinging onto his sunbed for dear life. Liam was dangling from the diving board. And Lauren. Oh, dear, sweet Lauren. She was lying on the floor, no doubt having been shocked at my tone.

“I, I can’t be here. Sorry, guys,” I rushed, pushing past everyone and out the garden.

What have I done? I thought. What have I done?





Hey everyone. Next update will be Sunday. Hope you're enjoying the story so far. Please tell me if you are, or aren't. I seriously don't know who is reading this, because no one tells me. I only get more reads, which is great, but I don't know if they're enjoying it or not. I've lost three favourite lists, which may seem like a little but I only have six. I just want to know whether you like or don't like the story. If you don't have a movellas account, I have twitter, instagram or you could email me. Anyway, next update is Sunday. I can't upload before that because I have parents evening tomorrow and Alton Towers on Friday.

Much love, Nadia.

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