Adopted By 1D

Stephine and Nikki are 17 year old twins who have been in an orphanage since they were 5 years old. They are in for the surprise of their lives when they find out who they were adopted by.

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Steph's POV

Liam and Nikki have been home for about a week now, adjusting to the new things back home, including all the drama between Harry, me, and the paparazzi. The double date went perfect, the dating rumors went directly to Josh and Mali, giving us a little breather. Only a few days ago, Josh had publicly came out as gay! Him and Mali are happily dating, and don't mind showing it to the world. As for Harry and me, we let the world know we are dating, but we don't show it as much. Unless both of us desperately have to make a public appearance together, we just sit home. We don't want our relationship to be as 'out there' as other celebrities, like Mali and Josh. We have dates at home and all that, but usually enjoy sitting on the couch and order takeout while watching movies in our pajamas. I honestly wouldn't want it any other way. I know how Niall feels about me, an that it was nothing personal, he was just being a good friend to Harry. Nikki and Liam are public about their relationship as well, paparazzi doesn't attack them as much when they're together. It's more so when Liam is just by himself.

Today we all decided to go down to a restaurant for lunch. Just to catch up and hear more about Nikki and Liam's trip to California.

"Harry," I called from the bathroom, "Can you hand me my necklace."

Harry and I also share a room in the house, the bed is big enough for the both of us. Harry's room is now used as a guestroom/storage room. And before you ask, no, Harry and I have not "done the do". We are waiting for the right time, and when no one is home. I'm pretty sure Nikki and Liam might've though, you know, because they had a king sized bed in California without dad or mum being around. (Wink, wink)

"Here ya go, love." he said and approached me from behind, wrapping the necklace around my neck and latching it loosely.

"Thank you." I looked myself in the mirror again, making sure my makeup was okay, and my hair wasn't messy. 

Once we were all finished getting ready, we set off. We began driving in a peaceful silence, until we got into town. The paparazzi swarmed around the car, making it hard to drive, not to mention all the screaming fans that distracted Harry while he was driving. After minutes of struggle, we finally escaped the group of people and made it to the restaurant. 

We got to the table where everyone was seated, and greeted our family before sitting down and looking over the menus. 

"Why are you so late?" Dad asked curiously

"Paps and fans crowded us, we could barely move the car, it was ridiculous." Harry answered 

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After about an hour of eating, laughing and talking, we finally decided to head home. We didn't really say goodbye, since we all live near each other. We got home after the paps and fans repeated what happened when we got to the restaurant, and flumped on the couch.

"I am so tired." I sighed, "So I'm going to bed." I got up and kissed Harry lightly on the lips, disappearing down the hall into the bedroom. I heard his footsteps follow, causing me to giggle and run to the bed. He grabbed my waist and brought me down with him, nuzzling his head into the crook of my neck and letting out a big sigh.

"I love you." he mumbled.

"What?" I asked while twirling my finger around his long curly locks.

"I said," he looked me, "I love you."

"You do?"

"Of course, I've loved you ever since you walked in the door and became Stephanie Tomlinson." he stroked my face.

"I love you too," I mimicked his actions and caressed his face, "I always will. No matter what."

"Good, because I'm not going anywhere."

~

OK I HAVENT UPDATED IN WEEKS BUT SCHOOL AND MATH IM SORRY. THIS IS ALsO THE LAST CHAPTER BEFORE THE EPILOGUE SORRY NOT SORRY.

K ILYSM BYE

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