Adopted...by LOUIS TOMLINSON??!!

This a story about fraternal twins named Felicity and Megan. They've been in foster care for 5 years since their parents died in a plane crash. The funny thing about these two, Felicity was born one minute earlier than Megan on December 31st at 11:59pm and Megan was born on January 1st at 12:00am. They have just celebrated their 14 birthdays when their adopted. Adopted by Louis Tomlinson of One Direction! This is a dream come true for the girls. Only one thing is standing in their way of a bright, happy future. What is it? Their dark, sad past. Will their past ruin their chance at a happy future? or will their new family help them get through it. Read to find out in "Adopted...by LOUIS TOMLINSON??!!"

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1. Crazy Beginning (by:<3Directioneer99<3)

  My name is Felicity Dawn Hannsz. I'm 14 and I have a twin sister named Megan J. Hannsz. And this is our story.

                                          FIVE YEARS AGO...

  Mom, Dad, Megan and I were on our way home from the States. We had been on vacation and were currently in our private jet. In case you're wondering, our parents are billionaires. So yeah, we were two seriously spoiled heiresses. We were about 550 miles of the coast of Britain closest to London, England when our pilot came over the speaker and said that we needed to brace for impact because our engines failed and be were going to crash. Mommy helped Megan with her life vest while Daddy helped me with mine. Right as we got strapped back into our seats, the plane made impact with the water of the North Atlantic Ocean.

  The force drove my head back into the headrest and made my safety belt cut into my legs and stomach. We went under the water and I got my belt off. I looked around and found Megan a few feet to my left and under me. I swam to her, grabbed her hand, and dragged her to the surface. We broke the surface, gasping and spluttering for breath. When we looked around, we couldn't find Mommy or Daddy anywhere. We yelled for them until we lost our voices. A few hours later, the rescue boat came to get us. We were cold and tired. They asked for our statements after we got some rest, food, and dry clothes. After that, they told us that our parents went down with the plane and since we didn't have any family to take care of us, we had to go to a foster home. That was the worst day of my life.

                                         PRESENT DAY...

  Megan and I were in our room, listening to 1D, talking about 1D, and writing our fanfics about 1D on Movellas.com. While she was proof reading my work, I was on twitter, reading the 1D gossip and checking the boys' recent activity. Louis tweeted "@Louis_Tomlinson: on my way two meet some very special girls!!!!!" Grrr...I'm totally jealous of those girls, whoever they may be. Just as I logged out of Twitter and drafted the chapter I was working on, Ms. Sheafer came in and said, "Girls, pack your things. You've been adopted. You have one hour." With a smile, she closed the door and left us to our work. It took us exactly one hour to get our laptops, clothes, posters, and bed sets packed up. Just as we finished packing, Ms. Sheafer came and got us.

  Megan and I walked around the corner, talking excitedly and not paying attention to our surroundings. "Girls," we heard Ms. Sheafer said sternly. We looked up to see the one and only Louis Tomlinson standing in front of us. "Girls, this is your foster father. Mr. Tomlinson, these are your new daughters. Please girls, introduce yourselves." Megan was about to scream and so was I. "Will you please excuse us for a moment," I asked. Louis nodded his approval and I dragged Megan into the bathroom. There, we let out a scream that could be heard all the way to the States, if not further. After we regained our composure, we went back to where Louis was standing with a smirk on his face. "Hi, my name's Felicity Dawn. And this," I said gesturing to my twin, "is my twin sister, Megan J.. She smiled shyly and waved.

  He bowed playfully to us and said, "I is an honor to be in the presence of such fine young ladies like yourselves. May I please help you with your bags?" Megan giggled as I curtsied and said, "Yes, please. If it's not too much trouble." He chuckled and took our bags out to the car. Megan and I gave Ms. Sheafer a hug goodbye and told her that we would miss her and walked out of the orphanage for the last time. Finally, this story might actually have a happy ending after all!

 

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