Simon Cowell Adopts Me

Taylor was left at the orphanage as a baby and never expects to be adopted, but when Simon Cowell, - aka Uncle Simon - the producer of her favourite band One direction, comes to the orphanage, she doubts that she will get adopted. She was in for a big surprise.


22. Fluffy Is Killing Me

There were no questions after so I went back to Zoey and Zayn and my dad and we waited again because my dad wanted to ask someone something. So we waited. 

"I'm hungry, gonna go raid that food table over there." I pointed to the food table that was almost completely hidden from our view. 

"I'll join you." Zayn said. One look from Zoey said that I was to bring her back something because she was giving me and Zayn some alone time. I nodded in agreement and Zayn followed me as I headed over. 

Once I was sure we were out of sight, I double checked as Zayn checked out the food. 

"Niall would be in heaven right now-" 

"Kiss me." I interrupted him. 

"Pardon?" He asked looking at me with a mixed confused and amused face. 

"Kiss me. Now. Looking at those lips this entire time and not being able to kiss you has been torture. Please." I sighed as he obeyed and kissed me. Relief washed through me as I kissed back and put my arms around his neck and he placed his on my waist, the food completely forgotten. 

When we finally ended the kiss, I leaned against his chest. "Thank you, I needed that." 

"Anytime, and that's literal. But I needed it to, you're not the only one who it's been torture for." 

"I hope one day we can tell my dad... I think the fans would eat us up!" 

"But you'd get hate to." 


"You realize it's not all gonna be just simple little taunts right? They'll dedicate pages to hating you." 

"Their problems with me are not my problems, those are they're problems." I told him looking up at him. 

"You're strong aren't you." 

"Being an orphan does that." 

"I'm glad you're not anymore, I'm glad Simon picked you, or else I wouldn't have you." 

"Me too." 

"That was the fluffiest moment I've ever seen. My god." I said, feeling almost ashamed as I leaned my head on his chest again. 


"In fanfictions and on tumblr they classify, cute and angst moments as different things. Cute ones are Fluffy and the cuter it is the fluffier it is." I explained, embarressed that I just showed my fangirl side. 

"And how would you know this?" 

"I'm a fangirl alright? Don't judge me, I'm ashamed!" 

He lifted my face up. "Why? It's adorable." 

"You think so?" I asked blushing. 

"I know so, remember? You're perfect." 

"Zayn..." I said blushing more. 

"It's true." 

"This is just getting fluffier as the seconds pass." I said, still blushing brighter. 

"What's the word for angst?" 

"Uh, I think it's just angst, I don't remember." 

"Oh okay." He held my face tighter for a moment. "Don't ever forget that you're perfect." 


"No, you are and always will be." 

"Don't you dare make this any fluffier." I said, pointing a finger at him. 

"What if I do?" 

"I won't kiss you for a week. Or maybe an hour. I don't know how long I'll last." 

"But you are perfect." 

"That's it. No kisses for two hours, because I warned you." 

"Can you do that?" 

"I will. Is that a challenge?" 


"Challenge accepted." 

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