Chloe Jacobs is your normal 16 year old girl, but one thing that isn't so normal. She lives in an orphanage. She has been there since she was about 6 years old. What happens when Chloe gets adopted by her idols?


13. Chapter 12

Chloe's P.O.V

"I feel like I'm going to pop!" Niall exclaimed. "'Bout time!" Louis said. You see, the rest of us had finished eating about 30 minutes ago and we were just waiting on Niall to finish, but he kept ordering and ordering and ordering. "I'm seriously starting to wonder how you are not an obese man who would be sitting on the couch watching football and calling someone to give you beer and cake!" I exclaimed. Everyone around me laughed except Niall. "Me too." He said seriously looking out into space.

I looked at him for a second before busting out into laughter. "Chloe, settle down. You're causing a scene." Liam scolded me. "Sorry daddy." I said like a 5 year old. I looked over at Louis, and from what I could tell, he was holding in his laugh. "Let's go before Mr. Eater McEaterston over here orders the whole menu for a third time tonight." I said pointing to Niall.

By now, Louis couldn't hold in his laughter and just busted up laughing. "Right. Well, I'm going to go pay the bill so just go wait in the van." Liam said. We nodded and started walking towards the van. I felt a tug on the hem of my shirt and I looked down to see Aiden. "Yes baby Aid?" I asked as I squatted down to his size. "Will you please carry me? I'm really tired." He said as he yawned. "Of course I will silly." I said as I picked him up. "So, how do you like the guys so far?" I asked as we made our way to the van.

"I love them, Chlo." He exclaimed. "Me too, Aiden. Me too." I said as we finally reached the van. I buckled Aiden in then got in on the other side. "Oh Chloe. We need to talk to you about something important when we get home." Zayn said. "Is it good or bad?" I asked. "Well, it really depends on how you look at it." Niall said. I nodded and looked out the window for the rest of the way home. When we got home, I unbuckled Aiden and followed the guys to the door. I'm going to put Aiden to bed then come back down." I said as I walked up the stairs, Aiden in hand. When I got to Aiden's room, I opened the door and set him on his bed.

I got his Batman onesie the Liam got him and changed him out of his clothes into his onesie. I put him under the covers and turned on his Superman nightlight that Louis got him. I kissed his forehead and walked out his door, making sure I closed his door all the way. I walked down the stairs and into the living room. When I walked in, they all stopped talking and looked at me. I walked over to the couch and sat down. "So what do we need to talk about that is so important?" I asked emphasizing 'so'. "Well, I don't know how you are going to react so I'm just going to come out and say it. You're going to school." Liam said.

I looked at him and started breathing heavy. "No." I whispered as I got up and backed away from them I ran into a wall and just stood there looking at them. "No. No no no no."  I repeated as I slid down the wall. I looked at Harry and he looked confused. I looked at the other boys and they had the same expression. "No." I kept repeating as I looked at Harry. It looked like Harry had realized what was happening and he stood up. "What the fuck is going on?!" Louis yelled/ asked. "Shut the hell up! She is having a panic attack." Harry exclaimed as He rushed over to me.

He picked me up and cradled me in his lad. "Shh. Shh. It's OK. You're OK. I'm here. It's OK." He kept repeating. After about 15 minutes, I finally started to calm down. "Are you OK?" Harry asked. "Y-yeah." I said as I stood up. Harry stood up after me and we walked to the living room. When we walked in, they all looked at me and stood up. "A-are you OK?" Niall asked. "Yeah." I said as Louis ran over to me and gave me a hug. "Careful, mate." Harry warned.

Louis let go and mumbled 'sorry' as he backed away. I walked back over to the couch and sat down and Harry sat next to me. "If you don't mind me asking, why did you freak out?" Liam asked. "I don't really like school." I said. "Why? If you don't mind me asking." Niall asked. I sighed and looked all of them. "I guess I should tell you guys now." I said. "Tell us what?" Zayn asked. "How I ended up in the orphanage." I said. The gasped. "Chlo, you don't have to tell us if you don-" "I want to." I said cutting off Liam. I took a deep breath and started. "It started when I was 4."


I was just starting Kindergarten and I was super excited. "Mummy! Will you help me wook pwetty?" I asked my mum. "Of course, Hun." She said and picked me up and carried me to my room. "Blue or Pink?" She asked me. "Bwue!" I yelled jumping up and down. She laughed and got out the blue dress with white polka dots. There was a red bow on the left shoulder and Elmo on the bottom left side.

"Ok. Arms up." My mum instructed and I put my arms up and she slip the dress on. She got blue shoes and put them on my foot. "Daddy!" I yelled running out of my room. "Yes baby girl?" He asked. "How do I wook?" I asked twirling around. "Like a princess, darling!" He exclaimed as he picked me up and spun me around. "Let's go dear. We have to get you to school." My mother said. Daddy set me down and I ran out the door to the car. My mum followed behind and put me in my car seat.

When we got to the school, I gave my mum a hug and a kiss on the cheek and ran off to play with the other kids. Now usually 4 year olds make a lot of friends, but I didn't make one. No one wanted to play with me. When my mum picked me up, she seemed different. When we got home, she opened the front door and threw me on the floor. "You are an ungrateful little twat!" My mother shouted in my face. "Daddy!" I yelled. He came running down the stairs, but he looked different, "What the fuck do you want know you little shit?" He screamed at me.

There was a knock on the door and my mum opened it and 5 men came in. "Is this her?" One man asked pointing to me. "This is her." My father confirmed. "What 's going on?" I asked, scared. "You're about to make us a shit ton of money." My mum told me. "How much?" Another man asked. "100 pounds. Each." My mum said. The men looked at each other and nodded. "I'll go first." one said handing my father the money. The man picked me up and started carrying me top my parents room.

"Are you going to be a good girl?" he asked. I nodded, still not fully aware of what was happening. "Good." He smiled evilly at me and ripped of my clothes. He ripped his off, too, and that's when I felt a sharp pain down there. I screamed out in pain, only to be slapped. "I thought you were going to be a good girl?" I spat. I nodded again and he smiled wickedly. He continued to do what he was doing. Every time I screamed, he would slap me. When he was done, he got his clothes on and walked out and another man walked in, and the same thing happened. When he was done, another man came in, and this kept happening until all the men had a turn.

When the men left, my father came in and did the same to me. When he was done, my mother came in and beat me for 3 hours straight, and when she was done I would lie in my on blood for 2 days. This same process happened for two years. I would go to school everyday, but kids wouldn't talk to me, only make fun of me, saying I deserved all the bruises I had. One day while the routine was happening, I guess a neighbor heard me screaming and called the cops. That day, my parents and the men went to prison and I was sent to the orphanage. Through the years, I had self harmed pretty much everywhere but my arms, and I would starved myself. I still had to attend school and it would just how it was before I was put in the orphanage.

~ Flashback over~

"This kept happening until you guys adopted me." I finished. I looked up and all the boys were in tears. "You had no family to take you?" Liam asked in between sobs. "I did, my uncle, he wasn't blood related, he was adopted on my mum's side, but he was still an uncle, but I guess he didn't want me." I whispered. I felt someone wrap there hands around me, followed by four other pairs. "I-I am s-so sorry y-you had t-to g-go through t-that." Louis said. "It's fine. It's all in the past." I said wiping his tears. "Y-you sh-shouldn't h-have g-gone through th-that." Niall said. "I know." I whispered. We hugged again and decided to watch the Campaign to try and forget what I told them.

You know, I wonder how Uncle Ed is now, if he kept his red hair or dyed it. If he continued to sing? I guess I will never know.


A/N: OH MY GOSH! I UPDATED! And it only took my 2 hours. I hope you guys like it! Don't worry everyone will come in to the story in the next few chapters. Hope you like it! Love you my little carrots!

~Me :) xx

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