Catarina Mackenzie Douglas-Tomlinson. Yes, Tomlinson as in Louis Tomlinson from the famous boy band, One Direction. Cat recently got adopted by One Direction and the best part is she hates them with a burning passion! Cat reveals her past to the boys and now that she has, she wishes that she could see that one special person once again. Will the boys help her find that special person or will Cat just see them in her dreams?


8. Ollie

Chapter Status: Not Edited


No, no, no! This could absolutely not be happening. I should keep watching to see where this is going. But the part I don't get is that I was supposed to be thirty until this exact specific day happened.

The reporter on the television looked so fake. Slutty clothes, cake makeup, fake tan. Even her hair was a bit ratty to be a news reporter.

"Hi I'm Tammy Hodgson! We have pretty big news here!" Tammy fake smiled into the camera. Oh god, I'm ready for this big news. What this story is. "Here we are at the scene where David Douglas is getting released fifteen years early from his twenty-two year jail sentence. In 2006, David was found raping his daughter, Catarina Douglas, on his front couch, in their family home. David got released from jail early due to mental issues and his lawyer said that he wouldn't be able to cope in jail." I breathed out and that's when I realised I had been holding my breath that entire time.

"David Douglas will only be in this mental home for only a month though and then he will be released and David will be on a two year surveillance encase he tries to break the law again." No, way! My rotten father was getting released from jail fifteen fucking years early. This is so not alright. With that, I switched the channel to SpongeBob to get my mind off this horrible, horrible situation. But the thing is, I can't get my mind off this thing. Maybe I should ask if I can explore this place and meet new people.

I pressed the button that calls in the nurse. Not long before a nurse with long blonde hair and green eyes. "Yes sweetie? What can I get you?" she asks. This nurse sounds nice.

"Can I please explore this place? I'm so bored right now!" I groan. Half was true. I am bored but I really just want get my mind off my horrible father.

"You're Catarina Douglas aren't you?" she asks, I nod.

"Oh Dr. Smith says you're not allowed to walk yet from those injections you just got and how sick you are. I'm surprised that you can sit up! Let me just get you a wheelchair." She walked out of the room to my wheelchair, obviously.

This was so awesome! I've always wanted to be in a wheelchair for a day. Like getting somebody to push you around all day. Well I would be in this for like an hour and a half tops. I looked down at my clothes. That's when I realised that I was changed from my dress to a white hospital gown and them white hospital stocking things. My underwear and bra were still on. Thank god. Well it's not like don't have any boobs or anything. I do have boobs, except they're really small. Like 12A. 

The nice nurse came back with a wheelchair. I got up slowly and sat in the wheelchair. Man, it even hard to stand. "Cat do you mind pushing yourself I have to go to another patient?"

Aw man, I really wanted to get pushed but hey! I get be in a wheelchair. "Um no I don't mind. By the way what's your name?" I ask. I really need to catch this girls name.

"Oh it's Natasha. And don't get too far. Just stay on this floor. I really do not want you getting lost." Natasha says. Wow, I really dig that name. I gave Natasha a nod and she heads off.

I finally get the strength in my arms and start pushing myself in this over-sized thing. A few doctors and nurses give me looks, but I'm having fun. Heck, I'm having the best fun. Ever.

I must be in the children's ward or something because there sure are a lot of kids and parents are around. Actually, one woman told me off for being 'too loud' and that I was being 'disruptive'. So what? Well ok, I was being loud. Some little boy asked me to be a race car for him and I did. He was really enjoying himself and I was too. Then he had to go home.

After that, I was just spinning around, then some kid went in front of me. How bad did I feel? Very bad. "Oh my god! I'm so sorry!" I backed up the wheelchair and he could free his leg that was caught. He got up and looked at me. This man wasn't that bad looking. He had chocolate brown hair and matching eye colour too.

"It's ok," he says. He looked at me and my wheelchair. "First time?" he asks with a sly smirk on his face and his left eyebrow raised.

"Yes," I state at-the-matter-of-factly. "You seem pretty cool. What's your name?" I ask. What? It's not creepy or anything. I wanna hang out with him.

"Ollie you?" Ollie. Another name I dig.

"Cat. Like the animal. Not like that the chocolate, Kit-Kat." I sigh at the end. I remember my nick name was Kit-Kat. Ebony used to call me that most. I miss her so much.

"Oh cool!" he says. "So what happened to you? You look pretty fragile to me."

"Oh um I actually have pneumonia and chicken pox and other stuff. I'm pretty sick so don't get near me," I say, putting a hand in his face, giggling. "So what's wrong with you?"

"I volunteer here. See?" he said, patting his arms. I face palmed. How could I have been stupid? Ollie was wearing blue scrubs and them doctor shoes. Ollie started laughing, and soon enough, we were having a laughing fit. I was actually having a good time until I started feeling sick.

"Hey Ollie can you please push me back to my room? It's room 110." I gave him puppy eyes. Ollie laughed and agreed. We were cracking jokes and making each other laugh but that sick feeling was still hanging around. Ollie helped me into my bed and he was just about to walk out of my room when I saw my phone.

"Oi Ollie! What's your number?" I call out. Ollie walked over and typed in his number.

"Make sure you text me!" He calls out, before heading out.

I looked around the room and it was so empty.

Even though I hate One Direction with a burning passion, I really had good times with them and know I really wanted them here.

I couldn't help feeling so...alone.


ehh this chapter was ok, I wasn't really happy with it.

it was kinda a filler chapter as well.

and it kinda had a sad ending.

so question of the day: what would you do if you ran into Harry Styles at your local shopping centre?

I have no clue what i'd do, maybe ask for a picture or a follow?

make sure you email me at if you want to me in my new fanfic.



and enjoy!


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