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.


15. What Happened?

I was sitting in my dads study, waiting nervously as he held the phone to his ear, the orphanage on the other line. 

"Yes, hello. Can I speak to Zoey Jade Stevens?" He asked when they picked up, I sat up and leaned forward. Zoey had been my best friend but she'd been adopted by a rich couple about four months before I had. They travelled a lot, and they either wanted me or Zoey. But Zoey had always wanted to travel the world so I let her have it. I don't know why, or what happened but if I was the only one she'd talk to, it was serious. The man, was a professional sports coach, and Zoey loved to play sports to so I needed to let her have it. 

"Uh, I'm aware of that, I'm her father... Yes, yes she's right here." He handed me the phone and I put it to my ear. 



"Oh my god its so good to hear your voice. Whats wrong?" 

"You need to come down here. This isn't something I can say over the phone." 

"Of course, of course. We can go to a cafe and catch up. We can-" 



"No. It needs to be here, where there wont be prying eyes and people listening in." 

"O-Okay I'll get my dad to drive me down as soon as possible. When do you want to do this?" 

"Now." And she hung up. I handed the phone to my dad.

"I need to be over there. Now."

"Okay, I'll get you there, Jared will get you a ride." 

"Please, hurry. I'm going to change." I was still in my bathing suit. I left the study and ran up to my room to change quickly. 

The door slammed shut behind me as I raced over to my closet. I found the easiest, cutest and comfiest clothes in my closet and pulled them all on. They consisted of white tank top that tied at the front with the superman logo on the front, a pair of black skinny jeans, a navy blue aeropostle varsity jacket, my pink glasses, and my lipsy sparkle platform peeptoe heels. I grabbed my phone and raced as best I could back downstairs and out the front door to where the red car was waiting for me and climbed in the passenger seat. 

"Did my dad tell you where we're going?" 

"Yes ma'am." 

"No need to call me ma'am. Just get me their quickly." 

He nodded and we backed out of the gate. He went as fast as he could and we got there in ten minutes, pushing the speed limit. I jumped out of the car, and thanked the man and ran inside the doors to the administrative office.

"Hey, Sara. I'm here to talk to Zoey." 

"Hey, Taylor, go right on through." She pressed the button and I heard the buzz and opened up the door, racing to Leah's office.  

"Taylor, you here to talk to Zoey?" 

"Yeah, where is she?" 

"Just in there," she pointed to the door in the back that lead to a small room with a table and two chairs. I entered the room and saw her curly brown hair. 

"Zoey?" She turned and her blue eyes pierced into my green ones. She stood and we hugged. 

"Taylor, its so good to see you." 

"I missed you so much." 

"I missed you too. Now, what's wrong." 

Her face fell instantly, she reached down to the hem of her pink tee and lifted it up to a big bruise on her pelvis. My eyes widened. "What happened?" 

"Uh, my father, who went out a lot, recently started coming home drunk and he would beat me." Tears gathered in her eyes and she let the shirt drop. "Uh, I was planning on running away, but then they went on a trip. To some exotic place and the plane malfunctioned and they were never found and never arrived." 

"Oh my god." I hugged her again. "You are coming back with me. I don't care, you're practically family to me and I'm not letting you stay here." 


"No, I'll call my dad - did I mention he's Simon Cowell? - and he'll come and you'll live with us." 

"Your dads Simon Cowell?" 

"Uh, yeah. And if you agree, than I have a surprise you." 

"Fine. I'll talk to Leah." 

"No, let me." 

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