Adopted by Harry Styles

Meeting the Others

Harry and I just finished bringing up all my bags to my room and I begin to unpack my new clothes into my walk in closet. Harry comes in and sits on the bench in the middle of the closet.

"So I was thinking I'd get Luke, Ashton, Niall, and Louis to bring their kids over here so you can meet them. Maybe we can all have dinner together. You down for that?" Harry asks.

"Yeah, I'd love too," I say. Actually I was kind of exhausted from today already, but I figured it would be best if I knew some people before I went to school tomorrow.

"Great. I'll go call them. They'll be over in about twenty minutes or so. They live on the same street as us," he says and gets up to leave. "Love you, El. I'll yell for you when they're here," he tells me and leaves the room.

I finish unpacking in about ten minutes and decide to change my outfit. After all, I had been wearing the same five outfits for the past two years. I decided on a white crop top with blue lines and black, ripped skinny jeans.

When I looked in the mirror I couldn't help but hate the way I looked. I felt like my thighs were too fat, my stomach rolled over my jeans, and my hair and face just looked like a mess. I sighed and decided not to think about it.

I walk downstairs to the living room and see Harry on the couch. "Hi, Dad," I say and fall onto the couch next to him.

"Hi, love. I like the new clothes," he says referencing the outfit I was wearing. I give him a big, cheesy smile, as a way of saying thanks.

"So Luke's kid is a girl named Rachel, Ashton's kid is a boy named Ryan, Niall's kid is a boy named Evan, and Louis's kid is a girl named Claire," Harry informs me and then adds, "there all in your grade too."

"Okay. I hope they like me," I say. I tend to worry about stupid things like that.

"Love, they're going to love you, I promise," Harry says right as the doorbell rings. "Come on, that must be them," he tells me while pulling me off the couch. We walk to the front door and Harry opens it.

"Hello!" Eight people chorused when they saw Harry. They all piled in and I stood as close to Harry as I possibly could. I think he could tell I was a little nervous, so he pulled me into his side and rubbed my arm. I immediately felt a little more calm.

"Guys, this is my daughter, Ellie. And kids, she'll be walking to school with you tomorrow. She's a sophomore just like you guys," Harry says to the group.

"Hi, Ellie, I'm Claire, Louis's daughter. It's nice to meet you," Claire said while holding out her hand for me to shake. I greet her and do the same for Louis.

I repeat the same process for the three other kids and their dads. Everyone was really nice to me which was a big relief, not that I expected them to be rude or anything, I was just anxious.

"Okay, you kids go hang out in the basement or El's room. We'll call you when dinner is ready," Harry informs. We all run down to the basement and each sit on one of the beanbags.

"Guys, we should play truth or dare," Ryan suggests. Everyone agrees and we begin, starting with me.

"Ellie, truth or dare?" Ryan asks me.

"Dare," I say with a smile.

Rachel butts in, "Ooh! I know a good one. You have to eat a spoonful of mayonnaise!"

"Oh my god! Ew!" I say and burst out laughing. "That's disgusting!"

"You asked for it," Rachel said with a smirk and then began laughing as well.

"Fine," I give in in defeat. "I'll go grab some." I go upstairs into the kitchen filled with all the boys. "Do we have mayonnaise, Dad?" I ask.

"Unfortunately, yes we do. Why do you need it?" He says. I could tell he was a little confused.

"My dare was to eat a spoonful of mayonnaise," I say with a grossed out look on my face.

"That's rough. Here ya go, girlie, good luck," he tells me.

I hear the other boys tell me good luck as well and I say "thanks, guys," before returning to the basement with the mayonnaise and a spoon.

"I'm back, bitches!" I yell. "And I got the mayo." They all cheer at the last part.

I open the jar and put a decent amount of mayonnaise on my spoon. I hear Evan, Niall's kid, laugh at me. "Hey! Don't laugh or you'll be doing something worse!" I defend myself. He stops laughing out loud, but I can see that he's still sort of chucking.

I place the mayonnaise in my mouth and swallow. Man, that was probably the worst thing I have tasted my whole life. "Ew!" I yell and get up. "Help me! My mouth is being tortured!" I run up the stairs into the kitchen and the others follow me.

Harry was sitting at the table with his friends and there was a glass of something that looked like lemonade in front of him. Perfect.

I run over to him. "Does this have alcohol in it?" I ask frantically.

"No, love, it's lemon..." before Harry could finish his sentence I grab his glass and drink the lemonade, getting the gross taste out of my mouth.

I place the mostly empty glass down on the table and sigh in relief. "Ahh. Thanks Dad," I say.

He looks up at me and shakes his head. "Oh, El, what am I going to do with you?" He jokes and the others laugh.

"Hey, what's that supposed to mean?" I ask and then start laughing at myself. "Never mind. I think I get it."

"Well, dinner is basically ready. You guys go sit in the dining room and I'll bring you the pizza," Harry says.

The pizza was delicious. I had three slices. What can I say? I'm a hungry girl. It was probably why I was so fat. I should go on a diet, but I'll deal with that later.

We talk about random things at dinner, and they agreed to pick me up before school tomorrow so we could walk together. I was glad I made some new friends. I felt like I belonged for once.

Harry and I said our goodbyes as the families left our house. "Thanks for coming you guys. El will see you tomorrow," Harry says and shuts the door.

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"You like them, love?" Harry asks me after the door was closed.

"Yes! Dad, there amazing!" I say. I really felt like we were going to have a strong friendship.

"That's great, love. I think it's time for bed, though. It's already 10:30 and you have to be ready by 7:00, got it?" Harry says.

"Yup. I'll go get changed," I say as we walk up the stairs.

I put in a tank top and athletic shorts and hop in bed as Harry enters. "Love you, El. Get a good night sleep. I'll see you tomorrow," Harry says and kisses my forehead.

"Love you, Dad," I say and fall into a deep sleep.

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(A/N): Hey, so I don't think I'm going to make the 5sos guys play a huge role in this book. If you guys want them to be more relevant let me know. And thanks for reading this far!