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Little Star... (1D FanFic)


"Ladies! We have visitors!" Ms. Frost shouted merrily to us. I rolled my eyes, what's the point in been happy? They won't choose me anyway... They always pick the prettier ones... The ones with talent. Unlike me. Plain old me...

Hi, my names Taylor. I don't know my last name. I'm eight years old. I have dark brown hair which stops about mid back. I hate having my hair cut.... I have deep blue eyes and a side fringe which covers my right eye.

I'm an orphan. My parents died when I was little and I was taken to this orphanage. I never get adopted. I'm not good enough apparently...

"Taylor! That means you need to get out of bed aswell!" Ms. Frost shouted up the stairs. I groaned and rolled out of bed, ending up in a pile of sheets on the floor.

"COMING!" I shouted down the stairs, knowing she would come up if I didn't. I lugged myself over to my closet and slammed it open. I quickly pulled on some simple clothes. I had on a pair of beige cropped trousers and a baggy t shirt with the superman sign on it. I slipped on some blue TOMS and quickly brushed my hair before running out the small room...

I walked downstairs, I could feel the tension of nervousity between every girl in the room. I groaned again as I spotted five teenage boys stood at the front, eyeing each girl.

Each girl was dressed up nicely, little dresses, make up, hair done nicely. I could feel everyones eyes on me as my shoes squeaked on the shiny surface of the floor. The five boys turned and stared at me. I rolled my eyes and put my hands on my hips. Everyone still stared at me.

"Take a picture it'll last longer!" I shouted at them all. They all looked away except the five boys who just chuckled at me. I shot them a glare which made them laugh more. I walked over to the bean bags and dropped down onto one. The one with beiber looking hair walked over to me. He crouched down so he was eye level with me.

"Your a funny one aren't you." He said smiling at me. I shrugged. "What's your name?"

"Taylor..." I said quietly, going shy all of a sudden.

"What a pretty name for a pretty girl." I blushed. "How old are you?"

"Eight..." I mumbled. His grin grew bigger and he ran off to the other boys. Damn I bet I blew it...

I sat in the bean bag a the girls were dismissed. I stayed were I was. My eye lids began to get heavy. I then realised that I havn't had much sleep recently. Soon, I began to drift to sleep... Dreaming about my perfect family...


*Liams POV*

Me and the lads were on our way to Ms. Frosts Orphanage for Girls. Managment thought it would be a good idea if we adopted a girl around eight. Me and the lads were really excited, we had already set up her room and bought her clothes and everything...

When we arrived we entered the building with massive smiles on our faces. Louis was literally bouncing off walls he was so excited.

We were greeted by a plump lady. She had short blonde hair cut into a bob and had a cheery smile on her face. She showed us too a small room which was empty. She smiled at us before turning to face the stairs and shouting.

"Ladies! We have visitors!" Soon enough the room was filled with girls of all ages under eighteen. Each wore dresses and were dressed to impress....

"Hello ladies... Is this everyone?" Zayn asked. The lady shook her head.

"No theres still one girl left. Taylor! That means you need to get out of bed aswell!" She shouted the last part up the stairs.

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