Outcast- Adopted By Fifth Harmony

Peter Pan

"Fuck... where did they go?" Lauren ran her fingers through her hair picking herself up off the couch. "I don't know! Everyone was too busy fighting about who was better, Peter Pan or Captain Hook." I stood making my way out the living room. "We all know how much Ally hates it when we fight. She must have taken Spencer with her, somewhere quite." I heard Mani gasp and I turned around. "I know exactly where they are!" She took off up the stairs and we all followed suit.

Normani opened her bedroom door quickly making her way over to the Attic door. "The attic?"

"Ally goes up here all the time. This is the only place I can think of where she would take Spencer and herself."

I nodded my head taking off up the stairs. When we all reached the top I felt a small breeze coming from the balcony. Just from outside the door I could see Ally holding a sleeping Spencer in her arms. I felt 1000 pounds lift off my chest and I took a deep breath, relieved that they were both okay.

I tip toed out the doors pushing them open slightly so I could slip through. Ally's head turned and she smiled at me. I returned it before siting down beside her on the other chair. "You okay Ally?" I ran my hand over hers and she gave me a light nod. "Yeah I'm fine. Spencer looked a little uncomfortable with the yelling so I took her up here." I felt extremely guilty looking down at my baby. She looked so peaceful and it pains me to think she was uncomfortable only a couple of minutes ago. "Shit... I'm sorry. I didn't know." I hung my head low tugging on my sleeves. "It's okay Mila. We're all new at this. Don't beat yourself up about it."

"It's hard not too. I will admit, having someone depend on you is.... different." I watched Spencer move a little shifting her weight. "She's so perfect, I don't want to disappoint her." I combed my fingers through her soft dark hair.

"Just try your best. And know where here for you too."

"Thanks Ally." She smiled back shifting herself so she could lift up Spencer. "Here, can you take her? I need to pee." I laughed, slowly picking her up freeing Ally so she could pee.

Ally took off down the stairs and so did the rest of the girls. I looked down at my little girl and felt my heart swell. "I love you so much sweetheart." I felt her shiver in my arms and I took that as my cue to get her inside and in bed. I closed the balcony doors and made my way back down to Mani's and Ally's room.

I walked into my room and placed her down slowly on the bed. She already had her PJ's on so I pulled up the covers letting her get comfortable. "Good night baby girl." I kissed her cheek before heading back downstairs.

"Did you put her to bed?" Lauren came over asking me while eating some popcorn. "Yeah. She's fast asleep." Just as Lauren smiled and walked away something hit me. "We should probably take Spencer to the hospital soon right?" I questioned siting down on the couch. The girls all turned with questioned faces. "Why's that?"

"Her stitches. They need to come out soon. Her head looks so much better then it did. I haven't looked at her stomach though." All the girls agreed that we should probably take her in.

"How about tomorrow? We're off for the next couple of days." I suggested while checking my phone calendar.

"Actually Mani and I have some shopping to do." Ally said looking over at Mani.

"I'm busy too. I promised I would hang out with Lucy tomorrow." I looked over at Lauren and waved her off. "No big deal. How about you Dinah?" She looked up from her phone smiling. "I'm free. I would love to go with you and Spence."

"Perfect! It's a date." I jumped onto Dinah's lap cuddling her sides. "By the way I'm booking it for 10." Dinah glanced over at me slowly. "In the morning!?" I giggled. "Yes in the morning."

Dinah jumped up taking me with her. "I'm regretting this!" I wrapped my legs around her waist. "Come on it will be a day to remember." I looked down at the floor. "At least I hope... Spencer doesn't exactly know."

Dinah set me down on the ground and we both started walking up stairs to bed. "Well she will be in for a treat in the morning.... and so will I." She grumbled before taking a nosedive into the bed. "Goodnight CheeChee." She mumbled something into her pillow before I heard soft snores. I wish I could fall asleep that fast.

Spencer was fast asleep on the other side of my bed with her leg sticking out the covers. I crawled into bed and pulled Spencer's small frame into my arms. I brushed some hair out her face and I saw the stitches that lined her forehead. I ran my fingers over it softly, "my brave little girl." I kissed her head before laying down with Spencer in my arms, where I know she's safe.

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"No please! I'm so sorry! I won't tell anyone! PLEASE!" My eyes instantly shot open as I felt harsh movement in my arms. I glanced down and Spencer was shaking and crying in her sleep. The sight broke my heart. I looked over at the clock and it was 4 in the morning.

"Please don't hurt me again! I'm so sorry!" She started kicking and crying harder. My motherly instincts kicked in and I started to try and wake her up. I grabbed her shoulders and slowly shook them.

"Spencer! Wake up!" She continued to cry and violently shake. "Spencer! Baby listen to my voice! Wake-" before I could finish she shot up with wide teary eyes. "Come here." I pulled her into a hug and she instantly slumped up against me, crying. The fabric of my shirt was quickly getting wet but I couldn't care less. "I'm here honey." I rubbed circles in her back letting her get everything out. "C-Camila.." I felt her pull away and I loosened my grip.

"Yeah sweetie." I cupped her cheeks wiping away the tears with the pads of my thumbs. "I'm s-sorry." I let her take a moment to catch her breath before I spoke. "Don't be sorry. You know I would stay awake with you all night if you asked me too." She took her tiny hands and wiped at her eyes. "I know."

"Do you want to talk about it?" Her lip started to quiver not only breaking my heart but also creating a protective side in me. I want nothing more then to make her happy and not feel pain. I know that's impossible but the way her eyes glisten with tears and her lip curls up when she's sad, or the wave of emotions that flashes across her face right before she breaks down. It pains me so much. "They h-hurt m-me." Her sobs were heartbreaking and I couldn't help but ball my fists. They hurt her. The only thing going through my mind was anger but when she started to cry harder I softened my grip on the sheets. "Where?" My voice wasn't soft or soothing. It was harsh and laced with hatred. Shame filled her features before lifting up her shirt revealing the mark on her side. I've seen it before but we never knew where it came from. "They did that?" She nodded her head. "I was pushed down a flight of stairs." Then she pointed to her lip, that had a small mark on it. I just thought it was something I missed when we first met. "I was slammed into the ground." Then she tugged the sleeve on her shirt revealing her shoulder. Handprints covered her shoulder. In that moment I let everything go about how angry I was because they physically hurt my baby girl. Tears automatically sprung to my eyes. "Oh, Sweetheart..."

"I'm scared. I'm scared they will come back and hurt me. But I'm terrified they will come and hurt you and the girls. It's my fault! It will always be my f-fault!" I pulled her into my arms again. "No it's not. It's not your fault baby." She shook her head on my shoulder. "Look at me." She pulled her head back. "Nothing's going to happen to you. I won't let it. Trust me Spence, I'm not going anywhere and neither are the girls or you." I stuck out my pinkie and watched her wrap her finger around it. "Y-you promise?"

"With all my heart." I kissed her forehead leading her back down on the bed. I took the blankets and wrapped them around both of us. I let her lay on my chest with my arms around her torso. "I love you so much. Now get some sleep. We have an early morning." The room filled with soft snores again but I couldn't help but hold onto her closer. They hurt her and I can't live knowing that I didn't fight for her every second of every day. From this moment I'm never letting her go.

"Never."