All We Need Is Love ♦A 1D & 5SOS Adoption Story♦

♣Meeting you was fate, becoming your friend was by choice, but falling in love with you was beyond control ~Livvie~♣

Xx~I thought the world was against me, but then you walked right through the war, into my life and made it all turn around ~Ally~xX

♥What do you say to someone that saved you when you didn't think you needed saving ~Melody~♥

»I shot out of hell like a bullet, you came down from heaven to save me ~Scarlet~«

#With you I'm in my effing mind, without you I'm outta it. ~Ariella~#

$You took my hand, then guided me through the dark.~Taylor~$

♪You see, every day, that the people who are seemingly so confident and seemingly so in love with themselves are the ones who are the most insecure and hurting the most inside.

Warning: There will be violence, dirty romance and a bit of mature language in this story. Viewer discretion advised.


6. Chapter Six

Ariella POV

"Ariella! Time to go hun. You too, Taylor." Cindy called. She walked in and saw us both standing there.

"Are you coming?" Cindy asked.

I turned around and hugged Taylor. She hugged me back.

"I'm going to miss you," I whispered.

"Me too," Taylor whispered back.

We ended our hug and followed Cindy downstairs to meet our adoptive fathers. Taylor had already met hers, since he requested an interview. He was from her absolute favorite band, 5 Seconds of Summer. I think his name is Ashton.

Then there's mine. I have no idea who he is. But, oh well, I guess have to deal with it. Then I saw him standing there. He had purple hair and blue/green eyes. Well that's attractive.

"Hello," He said. "I'm Micheal! You must be Ariella?"

I nodded my head.

"Nice to meet you!" He stuck his hand out and I shook it. He seems nice.

"Well, we better get going, we have a flight to catch." He said.


"A flight?" I asked.

"Yeah, didn't you know I'm from Australia?" He said.


I touched the bff necklace on my neck. Me and Taylor gave them to eachother a few years back. I always thought the two of us were inseparable. I guess not.

Micheal picked up my bag and we headed for the door. Right before I exited, I turned and gave my best friend one last wave before never seeing her again.

At least I hope not.


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