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.


20. I Can't Believe This Is Happening.

This is  a disaster. Oh my god this is a disaster. Oh no, oh no, oh no, what am I gonna do. 

It was the morning after my date with Zayn and I was sitting in my closet, flipping out. I didn't know what I was gonna wear, what I was gonna say, where I was going. I was having a break down. 

There was a knock on my door and I yelled, "Come in!" I heard footsteps come in and then stop. "I'm in here!" The footsteps continued into the closet. 

"Are you okay, love?" Zayn. I turned and looked at him. 

"No, no I'm not. I don't know what to wear, what to say, where I'm going. I'm having a breakdown!" I fell to my knees on the floor and put my head in my hands. I could sense that he was in front of me, so I looked up at him. My breathing was turning jagged, my heart rate was getting higher. 

"Shh, you'll do fine. I'll be right there and so will Zoey." 

"But so will my dad! It's not like I can just step off and you can comfort me, that'll be to suspicious!" 

"Shh, it'll be okay. Anything you wear will look great on you and the interviewer will provide the structure of the conversation so all you have to do is answer the questions. It's easy stuff." 

"You sure?" 

"As sure as I am that I love you." 

I smiled and I was calming down when he kissed me and off went my heart rate. We kissed for a minute than he pulled away. "You'll be fine and we'll be there. Do you want me to get Zoey?" I nodded and he stood and left. 

I breathed in and out slowly, calming myself down and then Zoey came in. 

"You can't pick an outfit? You're the best designer I know. And I met a lot. You can do this, everything will be okay." 

"Okay, okay. I'm fine." I stood up and started looking through my clothes. 

In the end, after much thought and worry, I'd picked out my outfit. A pair of black skinny jeans, a light blue tie front denim shirt, blue suede ankle boots with little silver spikes on the back. I put a silver chained necklace with a blue bow around my neck, a gold infinity knot ring, and a silver One Direction rhinestoned bracelet. Zoey put my hair up into a high ponytail then curled it softly and put a blue bow on top. 

I'd just stood up from the stool when Zayn walked in. "Taylor, you ready to - Whoa." 

I bit my lip and walked over to him. "What?" I looked up at him. 

"You... You... You look..." 

"I look, what Zayn?" 

"Beautiful... Amazing..." 

I blushed and looked down.  "You really think that?" 

"Yes, there is no word on this planet or any other that could describe how... How perfect you are." 

"I thought this was about how I looked...?"

"You look perfect and you are perfect." 

I blushed brighter. "You think so?" 

"I know so." He lifted my head up and made me look at him. 

I bit my lip harder and my heart rate sped up but he kept my head up and on him. Just as I thought my heart rate couldn't go any higher, he leaned in and kissed me, and my heart was pounding out of my chest. He broke away and smiled, I was dizzy and felt like I was gonna fall over. I started to sway and he reached out and caught me by putting his arms around my waist, which only made it worse. "I think it would be better if I didn't go to that interview." 

"You'll be fine, I'll be right there." 

"That's my point. If this happens when we aren't in public, what will?" 

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