Adopted By One Direction

Chapter 7

[ Louis' POV ]

It's been a few hours since Emily and I had our moment, and I still can't believe it. She told me she loved me, and that was without me even saying it first. Sure, she maybe didn't mean it and was just really happy, but maybe she did mean it. I mean, I don't know what goes on through that little head of hers.

"Neil!" I yell through the silent house, wondering where on earth that fake blonde is.

"What?" I hear him yell from upstairs, so I yell back,

"Where is everyone!?" As I open my mouth to yell some more, I'm interrupted by a ticked off Niall entering the kitchen. "Oh hey." I say, sipping on some beer.

"For the love of God Lou, it's like eight a.m, I'm bloody tired. What do you want?"

"I just wanna know where the guys are."

"Liam is still asleep, and Harry is probably sulking in his room."

"Why is he sulking?" I ask, quite concerned for the well being of one of my best mates.

"He's pissed he hasn't been able to go home yet. The deal was he'd stay here for a week, then go home for a while."

"It's been like five days!" I exclaim, causing Niall to smirk slightly.

"He's impatient. I think he might've bought some tickets home, I don't know. I haven't been in his room since last night."

"I'll go talk to him if you start making breakfast."

"Dude, again, it's like eight a.m! I'm fucking tired!" Niall groans, sitting down on one of our stools, as he grabs some of my beer and chugs it down.

"I don't care. We have a little girl who barely ate at the orphanage, and I need to wake her up soon."

"Jesus Christ, let the poor kid sleep in." Niall murmurs, clearly annoyed at having to get up earlier than usual.

"I would, but we need to get her on a good sleeping schedule. If she gets up too late, she won't fall asleep early."

"Fuck you." Niall hisses as he flips me the bird, and I chuckle.

"Love you too!" I call out, before walking up the stairs and knocking on Harry's door. "Hey mate, you there?" In a matter of seconds the door swings open, and a tired Harry stands there.

"Hey Lou." He mumbles, stepping aside so I can walk into his room.

"So Niall told me that you bought tickets home, is that true?" I ask, watching his face closely.

"Yeah. Look, I know we agreed upon a week but I really miss my mum and Gem. I haven't been home in ages, and I just- I'm sorry." Harry sighs, putting his head in his hands.

"It's fine Haz," I tell him gently, using an old nickname of his. "I get it. You miss your family, it's no biggie. Besides, you were here for nearly a week, two days or so won't matter."

"Oh God, thanks for being so understanding. I was worried you'd be pissed at me." He tells me, pulling me into one of his warm hugs. Laughing I pull away,

"No problem H, finish packing okay? I'll take you to the airport. When's your flight?" He nods, and hops off the bed so he can finish packing his bags.

"The plane leaves around midnight, so I think I'll take myself and just pay extra to leave my car there."

"Okay, if you're sure. Anyways, I'm gonna go to the store and grab some shit, wanna come? You can finish packing when we get home."