Hey Angel

Songs of the chapter:

1. Life of the Party by Shawn Mendes

2. Hey Angel by One Direction (this is basically how Niall feels towards Lilly)

3. Favorite Record by Fall Out Boy (attached) (this song is legit the most underrated FOB song and I love it)

4. Hear Me by Imagine Dragons (how Rose felt in high school)

In case of any confusion: I changed Teagan's name to Lilly. In chapter 28 it stated that the little girl they met was named Teagan. I originally wrote her name as Lilly, so I continued it that way and just now changed it back to Lilly in chap 28. So I hope that's all good :) 

Towards the end things get a teensy bit sexual, if you plan on skipping it I will warn you beforehand :) It's just that some important revelations happen then. Happy reading!

I sent Lilly to go stay with Harry and Louis, who were off to the side. They took her probably to their rooms to occupy her while we talked to management. Ella was there, as well as one of the bodyguards and a few more people from higher up management. I felt a bit nervous, my stomach filled with butterflies.

"So, what do you two have to tell us?" Ella asked us, with her perfectly filled in eyebrows raised. I sat down at the table, as did Niall. 

"Er," Niall started. "Yesterday at the charity ball we found Lilly, this little six year old, who turned out to be homeless. We let her stay with us for the night and both of us really like her."

"And?" Ella prodded, waving her hand to get on with it.

"Rose and I want to adopt her," Niall blurted out.

Ella's jaw dropped and one of the men from management said, "Absolutely not."

Niall furiously got out of his chair and fumed, "No! You can't control what I do! If I want to adopt this little angel, this little girl, then I will. You can't stop me." He slammed his fist down on the table, making Ella wince.

I reached up and touched his arm, trying to calm him down. He picked up my hand and squeezed it, sitting back down. 

Ella sighed, "You have a contract with us."

"So you don't want me to leave the group and leave the three to fend for themselves? Then let me do this," Niall angrily said through clenched teeth.

"Niall," I harshly whispered. He snapped his face towards me. "Calm down. Take a deep breath," I told him. He nodded slightly and continues, "Look, I understand that the media will go crazy but this is something I'd like to do with Rose."

One of the men leaned onto the table and said, "Well, it would give the boys more publicity that's for sure." The other one added, "Though now the fangirls will get jealous and think that he's finally settling down with someone."

That last bit made my stomach churn even more. I felt a bit nauseous, taking it very seriously. Was Niall doing this to settle down with me? Honestly, I love Niall more than anything in the world, and I would do anything for him. I would love to settle down with him. He's my rock, and he keeps me sane. So if adopting Lilly is going to make us even closer to that future, then this is the right move to make.

It just hit me. Would this make us parents? Would Niall and I become Lilly's Mum and Dad? When I was a little, I always looked forward to having my own child, and take care of them, and experiencing a mother's love. Maybe this is the way to go.

I quietly said, "I'd really like to adopt her too."

Ella rubbed her temples and said, "You know what, I'm not calling the shots. Niall, talk to Simon and see what he says and go with whatever he says." Niall grinned, like he knew he had won the battle.

We thanked everyone, and went upstairs to Louis and Harry's rooms to hear little squeals coming from inside.

Niall opened the door, revealing a Louis sitting on the couch with earbuds in, eyes closed, and Verona cuddled up in his lap. And then we saw Harry. Liam must have left because he apparently wasn't there.

Who happened to be chasing around Lilly with his arms out in front of him yelling, "The tickle monster's gonna get you!"

Lilly squealed and ran around the couches and tables, hiding from Harry, a grin plastered across her face. Niall started laughing as soon as he saw the friendship between the two. My instincts kicked in and I tried to stop them to make sure nobody got hurt. "Hey, guys, stop it, I don't want you to get hurt."

Harry stopped, panting, and said, "Yeah, Lilly, let's take a breather." He collapsed onto the couch next to Louis, and his eyes shot open. I stifled a laugh as I took a seat on the floor, where Lilly crawled into my lap. "Hiya," I greeted her, brushing her unruly hair out of her face. She giggled and said, "I like Uncle Harry. He's funny." 

I gave Harry a strange look and looked back to Lilly, asking, "And why is Harry so funny?"

"He's a tickle monster and has a funny accent!"

Laughing a bit, I answered, "Well, I bet you want to get him back for tickling you, right?"

She nodded, so I told her, "Then go creep up next to him and tickle his tummy."

Lilly swiftly got out of my lap and tiptoed over to Harry. She peered up to make sure his eyes were closed, which they were, but he had a little smile playing on his lips like he knew what was going to happen. Louis was engrossed in a conversation with Niall, and I think they were talking about the adoption. Lilly hopped up on the couch and first poked Harry's stomach, for which he did not respond. Then she went for it and straight up tickled him and he let out a hearty laugh, curling up, causing Lilly to laugh too. Harry reached around her and started tickling her too.

Those two got along so well, like they were best friends. Niall glanced over to them every once in a while, smiling. 

Soon, Niall left the room and I asked Louis, "Where'd he go?"

"He's going to call Simon and talk to him about the whole adoption thing," Louis told me. 

I bit my lip, deciding to ask him, "What do you think of it anyways?"

He looked down at his lap and told me, "Y'know, at first I thought it was a horrid idea. After only a day of knowing her, and only dating Niall since the beginning of the summer? I thought it was a bit too fast. But I mean, knowing how much Niall loves you and you love him, it seems okay. But be prepared for a ton of work. I'm just learning that myself with Freddie." Louis picked up his phone from the coffee table and showed me a picture of his son and Briana. His face lightened when he saw the picture. 

I went to the kitchen to make some tea for everyone when I heard the door to the suite opening and closing, so I assumed it was Niall. I was heating the tea kettle when a pair of arms linked around my waist from the back. Turning my head, I saw Niall's chin perched on my shoulder, grinning. 

"We did it," he said, making me grin as well. I spin around to meet his lips. Niall's hands latch onto my hips, and he captures me in between the counter and his body. He slips his tongue into my mouth and I link my arms around the back of his neck. He pulls away when the tea kettle starts screeching like a banshee. I told him, "You should probably go get Lilly so we can ask her if she's okay with it." He nodded, kissed my nose quickly and left the kitchen. I prepared the tea in silence and took it into the room to everyone. In a minute, Niall brought her back, hand in hand. We sat down at the tiny table which had only two seats, so Lilly sat in Niall's lap. 

"Lilly, we have a very important question," Niall started. She looked up at him with her big blue eyes, which surprisingly looked a lot like Niall's. "Rose and I were wondering if you wanted to stay with us. If we could adopt you," he told her. Lilly's face looked a bit unfazed, the same look on her face as before. Then she broke out into a smile. "Yesh," she said with her lisp, bouncing up and down in Niall's lap. He pressed a kiss to the top of her head and hugged her. She climbed off of his lap and ran back into the living room. 

Both of us stood up as well, and Niall wrapped me in a hug. "I love you," he whispered into my ear. I whispered back, "I love you too." We let each other go and brought the tea to everyone in the living area.

Liam must have arrived at the same time as Niall because he was sitting in the armchair, laughing along with something the others had said. "Hey Liam," I greeted him.

"Hey," he said back, and thanked me for the tea. Everyone took a random mug (it was all I could salvage from the cupboards since half of the plates and such were dirty in the sink.

I poured everyone's tea and they all started talking. I zoned out looking at the mug in my lap. Were we a family now - Niall, Lilly, and me? What if she doesn't like us after the first week? No. She's always happy when she is with us or the rest of the band. What if the media is bad and blows this up? Millions of 'what if' questions raced through my mind.

We, the three of us, left soon after to return to our hotel room. We ordered room service and Lilly was watching an episode of Winx Club on the telly while stuffing her face with chicken nuggets and potatoes. Niall and I ate in silence, and after finishing, I decided to call my Mum and Michael to tell them what had happened in the last 24 hours. To feel more comfortable, I changed into a tank top and spandex shorts. I sat down against the bed's backboard in Niall and my bedroom and got my phone out.

I called Mum, and she picked up on the first ring, "Hi sweetie. How's the tour going?"

It felt good to finally hear her voice - we hadn't talked in weeks, I had been so busy. "It's going... really well. Actually I have some news. I'll add Michael to the call first though."

"Alrighty. This better be good news!" She said excitedly. Well it depends on if you think adopting a kid is good or not.

I added Michael to the group conversation, and he picked up pretty fast. I could hear Aramis wailing in the background. "Hello?"

"Hey Michael, it's me and Mum," I told him. (here I'm just going to use M for Michael, R for Rose, and Mum as obviously Mum)

Mum: Okay, so what is this news?

R: Err... To put it simply... Niall and I are adopting a six year old girl.

M: What the fuck? Already? You've only been dating for what - five months? Isn't that too fast? No. You are not.

Mum: Um, Rose, dear. I agree with Michael. Why this all of a sudden?

R: Well, you both probably heard about the Ball that Louis hosted last night?

Both of them mumbled an agreement.

R: I found a homeless girl there. Her name's Lilly. I talked to her for a long time and ended up taking her with us to the hotel for the night and I wanted to find an orphanage of some sort for her because her parents died, and nobody was left to take care of her. But... but both Niall and I had a special connection with Lilly. He came up with the idea to adopt her. And I think it's a good idea. I have always wanted to care for someone and here comes to option. I don't want to send her away to a foster home where she will get handed from person to person. Plus, she loves the rest of the boys in the band anyways.

Mum: If you really think it's a good idea, then do it. I know that if you do, you'll be a great mother to the girl.

At least Mum was understanding of all of this. Michael ended the call with a huff of annoyance, so I called him back separately. "Hey," I said quietly. 

"Don't 'hey' me right now, Rose. What the hell do you think you are doing? I get it, you think you love Niall, but this is too much. What's going to happen to the poor kid if you two break up? Who is she going to stay with?" He bombarded me angrily.

I stuttered, "W-we... I don't think we are going to break up," I whispered the last bit. I don't even want to think about that. I would be destroyed.

Sternly, Michael replied, "Look," he sighed. "You can do whatever you'd like. I'll support you because you are my little sister and I love you. But please don't do anything stupid."

"Fine. You know I'm not a total idiot," I told him, while twirling a lock of hair around my finger.

He said, "Okay. Talk later? Lucy seems to need help with Aramis."

I nodded, even though he couldn't see it. "Yeah. Talk later." I was ready to hang up, but Michael said, "Hey, Rose, one more thing."

"Mhm?"

"Don't give Lilly a little sister or brother any time soon," he said, then hung up. I groaned at his words. That brother of mine will never stop teasing me about sexual stuff. I felt my cheeks go red with heat and embarrassment.

Niall walked in wearing a tight white shirt and just his boxers. Probably after seeing my face, he asked me, "What's wrong?"

I hid a smile, or at least tried to. "Nothing. Just, uh, talked to my brother and Mum."

"What did they think about Lilly?"

"Mum is wary but fine with it. Michael's having a harder time. I think he doesn't want me to grow up too fast," I explained. Niall laid down next to me on his stomach. I asked, "Did you tell your mum as well?"

Niall nodded. "Yeah, she's proud of me," he said, but I could tell he was leaving something important out by the way he was looking away from me and biting his lip.

"What else did she say?" I asked knowingly. He gave me timid look and rubbed his jaw with his hand. "Er. Nothing really. We just talked about future things," Niall said, a little blush rising to his cheeks. I decided to leave it if he didn't want to talk about it. He scooted closer to me, our arms brushing.

(gets a bit sexual here but important stuff happens so stick with it)

Suddenly, I was pulled down onto my back, Niall's holding his body barely above mine, pinning me down. With a sultry look in his eyes, he leaned in to my face, connecting our lips. His silky lips moved against mine, slowly and painstakingly pushing his tongue into my mouth. Still using one of his elbows to prop himself up, Niall reached his hand to the bare skin of my waist.

His hand felt cold at first but I liked it. He held me against him, like he didn't want to let go. Slowly his hand roamed up to my scar at which I let out a small gasp into our steamy kiss. I turned my head away slightly, breathing heavily. Niall straddled me, no longer relying on his arms to hold him up. He played with the edge of my tank top and looked up at me through his eyelashes, as if asking permission to reveal the scar.

I never went far with Niall. We loved each other for the mind, the personality, not the body. Sure, we make out and kiss pretty often, but we don't have sex because we don't have to. We love each other and that's that. We don't need to physically prove it to each other.

I nod to let him know that it's okay, and he lifts up my shirt. I shrug it off, leaving me in just my sports bra. Niall lightly traced the scarred skin on my ribcage. A mark that will remain there forever to remind me how stupid I was, or am.

"What happened?" Niall quietly asked me, his eyes glassed over.

Ashamed of the answer I was going to give him, I outright tell him, "I did it." It was my fault.

He didn't say anything, so I continued, "It was the night that Wesley broke up with me. I was already depressed because of my father's death, so I hated the world, and most of all myself." A tear left my eye, and Niall reached up to wipe it away with his coarse thumb, cupping my face with his hand. 

"I went home and broke a mirror. I don't know how it happened exactly, but I was throwing the shards of glass in my room, and one somehow bounced off of something else and hit me right there. I remember not being able to breath right, and everything went black after that. I woke up in a hospital two days later. I was in a coma then too. That's why when it happened in New York I said it wasn't the first time. Michael found me a few hours after it happened."

"I feel horrible for making him go through that- to find his sister on the ground in her bedroom, unconscious, covered in scars and glass shards, and one stuck in my lung." By then I could remember and practically feel the pain that was glass getting stuck in my hands and arms. 

"I had to get surgery to fix the hole in my lung, and at the ER supposedly they took out all of the glass shards and slivers which were stuck in my hands. When I woke up my entire arms and hands were bandaged. And what hurt the most was to see Michael again. He looked broken. Like you sounded when I was in a coma in New York. And it's my fault. If I hadn't been so stupid, so incompetent, it would have never happened." Now it was like I could feel the events unfolding then, when I was sitting in the itchy hospital bed, with tubes in my nose, delivering frigid air to my lungs.

Niall moved closer to me, and that's when I noticed that his face was tear stained. "I'm sorry," I whispered when he rested his forehead against mine. 

"I love you, Rose, and nothing in this world can change that," and he sealed the sentence with a kiss.

So what do you think of Rose's past? O.o

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All the love,

Juliet