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Amelia is fourteen. She has a broken past and she's been severely abused (emotionally and physically) by her stepfather. The only thing that keeps her alive is her love for One Direction. When her stepfather gets taken away and she begins to live in an orphanage, she realizes that her awful past is behind her, but she's still emotionally scarred. And when she hears that she's going to get adopted by none other than One Direction, her five idols, her life takes an interesting turn for the better... but what happens when her evil stepfather escapes from prison? Read on to find out :)

*A/N: DON'T HATE ME. I KNOW THIS IS A CLICHE PLOT BUT I WANTED TO TRY IT OUT. I'M NOT THE BEST WRITER SO NO HATE PLEASE. ENJOY THE STORY [:*

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1. How It All Started.

 

Chapter One

*Amelia's POV*

A/N:She's the girl on the cover.

I'm sitting on the edge of my bed, head in my hands, waiting for my stepdad to come home.I wish I had a different home. I wish I had a different life. I wish that things weren't so screwed up. Because when he comes home, all hell is going to break loose. 

My name is Amelia, and I'm fourteen years old. Going into ninth grade. I'm tall for my age, with long blonde "scene" hair and hazel eyes. Although on the outside I seem perfectly happy, my life's a mess. 

You seem my mom died a year ago in a car accident. I loved her more than anything. And my real dad, well, I've never met him because he left as soon as my mom found out she was pregnant with me. That's why my mom remarried. And I don't know why, but she married this awful man I don't even want to call my stepdad. He's just so mean to me. He blamed me for my mom's death, which was stupid because I wasn't even there when it happened.

He told me at her funeral that I was going to pay for this. He said he'd make my life miserable forever. And he kept that promise. I have the bruises from where he hit me and emotional scars to prove it.

So yes, he abuses me physically and emotionally  to the point where I don't know what to do anymore. I want to run away, but I know that he'll come find me and punish me for it. And I don't even want to think about that. 

The only thing that keeps me strong might seem stupid to you. But it's something that keeps me smiling even in the darkest of times. And here's what it is: five boys, all living their dream, that make up the band One Direction. I love them so much. I love their songs, I love their different personalities, I love everything about them really. Harry, Liam, Louis, Niall, and Zayn. My five inspirations. I know it's hopeless, but I'd really like to meet them one day. I'd like to tell them that they made my life so much brighter. But they probably get that a lot. To them, I'm just another fan. 

Who am I kidding? I'm just an abused, broken girl that nobody cares about. Not even One Direction would like me. I'm just worthless. My heart sinking, I put my head in my hands and began to cry.

 

Louis POV

The boys and I (plus my girlfriend Eleanor and Zayn's girlfriend Perrie) were all in the living room  watching a movie in the huge house we all shared in between tours. I was cuddling with Eleanor, her head resting on my chest, Zayn was asleep and snoring softly (probably dreaming about  both hair products and Perrie) with Perrie in his arms, Harry was on Twitter on his phone,Liam was curled up on the couch, and Niall (as usual) was on the floor hogging the popcorn.

"Nialler, quit munching so loud," Harry grumbled.

"But it's extra butter!" Niall protested in his Irish accent. 

I reached over and ruffled his blonde hair. "Hey, mate, give me some of that, would you?" I teased before snatching the bowl away. 

"Hey!" Niall cried, reaching for the bowl as I kept on moving it out of his reach. 

"You're so mean, Lou; you know how Nialler likes his food,"  Eleanor teased, swatting me on the arm. 

I rolled my eyes and gave the popcorn back to the sneaky little leprechaun reluctantly. 

"Thank you," Niall said with relief, kissing the bowl jokingly. "I've missed you, dear friend," he said dramatically.

"That's kind of pathetic," Harry said with his trademark smirk. 

"It is kind of pathetic," Liam agreed. 

Niall pouted. "You guys are pathetic," he told them. Then he turned to Liam. "And you're supposed to be the mature one!"

"There's a time and place for everything," Liam smiled as he snatched some popcorn from the bowl. "Like now, when other people want to eat the popcorn."

Perrie laughed. "You guys are crazy." She winced and tried to remove her arm from behind Zayn's back. "And Zayn is crushing me." 

We all chuckled.

Suddenly the phone rang. "CALL FROM: SIMON" the caller ID read.

I jumped up to my feet. "Crap, it's Simon. I'll get it."

"Aw, come on. Why you?" groaned Niall. 

Just then Zayn jerked awake. "PHONE!" he cried, almost giving Perrie a heart attack. We all burst out laughing.

"You're a little late there, mate," Harry teased. When everyone finally finished their fit of laughter, I went into the other room to take the call.

I pressed TALK. "Hello?"

"Hi, Louis. I have a proposition for you." Simon's voice answered. As he explained what he was thinking about, my eyebrows raised. Is he serious? That's his plan? 

"You want me to adopt a kid?!" I practically shouted. "That's insane!" 

'Yes, and please don't use that cheeky tone with me," Simon warned. I immediately slumped down into a chair. I was Louis Tomlinson; cheeky was practically my middle name. But Simon was our manager. I had to act professional around him, I knew that.

"As I was saying, not only would this adoption promote your fame and publicity, it would also teach you to be a bit more... responsible." Simon continued. "Because let's face it, you lot are very immature."

I frowned at that. Sure, me and the lads liked to joke around and have a laugh, but that didn't mean we were immature. I hated it when he said that.

"Okay, so what do we need to do?" I asked, trying my hardest not to snap back at him.

"I'll send you some adoption agencies to look into. Please adopt a girl from 6 to 16 years old. And keep this away from the media, do you understand? I don't want the world knowing the information before it actually happens. It'll take away the magic."

I sighed. "I won't, Simon."

"Good. I think that you'll really enjoy this. I'm sure you and the lads will grow a close bond with this girl. It'll be fun. Like an experiment, of sorts."

Now that he started talking about this, I actually got kind of excited. He's right, this might be a lot of fun. I have mixed feelings about kids, but maybe that could change. His idea just took me by surprise, that's all.

"After all, what little girl wouldn't want to be adopted by One Direction?" Simon asked, chuckling.

I chuckled too.

"What's so funny, Lou?" Harry asked from the living room.

"Oh, nothing, Hazza," I replied nonchalantly. "We're just adopting a kid."

 

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A/N: Well, I hope you liked the first chapter! I thought I'd write an "Adopted By One Direction" fanfic because they're kind of fun to write. I mean, it would be AMAZAYN if that happened to you, right? Which is why I think they're so popular :]

Anyway, I need three people to be Liam's, Harry's, and Niall's girlfriends. If you'd like to sign up, just tell me in the comments! (remember to tell me your appearance, personality, and which guy you want!) Again, I hope you liked the first chapter and the next one is coming soon, I promise!

-xoxo, Emma

 

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