Where are you?

Taylor Rose had been in foster care for almost seven years. Her mother was dead and she had never met her father. What happens when her father is found? Will he let her in, or will she been on the streets again?


2. Chapter 2

Taylor's POV


The boy stood facing me, his eyes dark with suspicion. "Look, just because your his number one fan or some bullshit like that doesn't mean you have to come to our house and bother us."

I shot him my death glare. "I'm only here because Mr. Harper sent me. I would never come to some shitty place like this if I wasn't forced to."

The boy tried to slam the door in my face, but I stuck my foot out catching it just before it closed. "Just go away." He growled. 

I let out a sigh holding out the papers that Mr. Harper had given me. "Can you at least look at these, and if you still don't believe me then I'll go."

He opened the door enough for me to squeeze in. I handed him the papers looking around. The entrance hall was huge, almost empty except for the chandelier hanging in the middle of the ceiling, the light catching the crystals so that they seemed to dance around in the air. 

"Nice place you have here." I said breaking the silence.

The boy looked up from the papers eyeing me. "You can stay, Niall and my dad should be home soon, then you can talk to them."

"Thanks." I smiled, kinda relieved. "What's your name anyway?"

His blue eyes twinkled slightly as he pushed his mop of hair out of his eyes, his eyebrows raised slightly. "I'm surprised you've never heard of me."

"And whys that?" I asked. "Should I."

They boy laughed for the first time, a sweet laugh that felt contagious. I had to force myself not to laugh along with him.

"Well my dad is part of a once world famous band, but judging by the fact that you don't know who he is, you probably don't know who I am."

I nodded. "And I won't know unless you tell me."

"I'm Lucus, Lucus Tomlinson." He said extending his hand. I shook it gently before dropping my hand to my side.

He lead me into a living room, not as tall as the entrance hall, but just as nice. I sat down on the couch taking out my phone.

"So Taylor." Lucus said after an awkward silence. "How do you know Uncle Niall?"

I look up from my phone startled. "Hm.. I don't know him really. Mr. Haper just told me that he would be my family, but the bastard could just be trying to get rid of me."

Lucus looked surprised. "Really-"

The sound of a lock turning and a door opening interrupted him. 

"Lucus." A voice called. "We're home."

"Hey Dad, Uncle Niall, could you come in here." Lucus called back. "I got someone I want you to meet."

A dark-haired man with a mop of hair like Lucus's walked in first. You could easily see the dimples on his cheeks. I could tell he was Lucus's father without even asking, they looked so much alike. 

"Who's this?" He asked looking at me, his blue eyes studying me.

"I'm-" I was interupted by a blonde man rushing in, his blue eyes flashing to me.

"What are you doing here?"

~Author's Note~

Thanks so much for the possessive feedback, not a lot of my other stories have had a good start like this one. I just wanted to thank you for showing me that my writing doesn't suck. :)


Here are the characters:

Taylor Rose::


Lucus Tomlinson::


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