One Direction Adopted...A Thi...

By xkaitlynreedx

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"You shouldn't have done that." I smirked as I looked into Jack's eyes. "What you going to do about it littl... More

One Direction Adopted...A Theif?!
Louis Tomlinson's my brother?!
start of something new!
Bad Press!
Wake up Call
Cops and New Clothes!
New things and Packing Choas!
A piece of your own medicine!
New house and twins?
Pranks and Interviews
Shopping and Fans!
School Begins
The Fight!
Cute Guy
What Happened?
Memories and Hospitals
memories and rampages
Again
One big lie
Hello, we meet again!
Dark Side
Decisons
Gone
Back again
Tears and Where is she?
Interview and Searching
Unexpected
*New stories :)
Coming Home
Was it Really a Happy Ending?
questions
Its Almost here!

Tree House

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By xkaitlynreedx

I groaned as I sat up in my bed. The sun was just rising and the house seemed quiet. How did I get in bed anyway? Louis or Harry must of brought me in last night. I peeled the sheets back and shuffled to the bathroom. The bracelet Hunter gave me was still dangling freely from my wrist. My Hair look a complete mess, I had bags under my eyes and frankly I looked like a complete zombie. I groaned at my appearance and turned on the water to the shower. I slowly peeled off the clothes I slept in last night as they were sticking to me from sweat. I slowly stepped in the shower as it was just warming up. The warm water seemed soothing to my body as it dribbled down my skin then falling down the drain. I took my time to just stand there and think about things. I haven't talk to Leah in a while, I wonder if she's still mad at me? I don't even know what day it is. I hope I didn't miss to much school, haha what am I saying I don't need to go to school it's so easy anyway. I decided to snap out of my thoughts and cleanse my body as it hasn't been cleaned for a week or so.

I was in the shower for about a half an hour now just letting the warm water absorb me into deep thought. It's about time to get out I would say. I turned off the water and pulled back the curtain wrapping the fluffy towel around my frail body. I dried off making my way into my walk in closet, trying to find something to wear. I'm in the building mood so I think I'll go for sweats. I pulled out a pair of P.S Aeropostale sweat pants and one of Harry's Jack Will's sweatshirts. I went over to my knickers and pulled out some underwear and my training bra as I still have no boobies. I slipped on my clothes making sure to put on some Nike’s and a beanie. I skipped to my bed reaching under for my bow and arrow. I pulled it out and examined the shape it was in. It looked okay so I set it aside pulling out my tool box. I grabbed both of my things and quietly skipped out of my room down the stairs. I tip toed down the steps making sure to not make any noise. Once down the steps I went to the kitchen setting my tools down. I went to the kitchen sink where there was a window view of the whole backyard. I saw there was a wood in the backyard, which means wood, and that's perfect. I decided to make a tree house seeing the one giant tree with the perfect branch to. I grabbed an apple and a water bottle from the fridge then went to the back door, unlocking it and stepping out. Today was gonna be a good day.

*Louis' POV*

I woke up to Niall shaking me rabidly, that damn boy. I groaned rolling over onto my side.

“Lou, Lou, wake up! Don't you hear that?” Niall said shaking me some more.

“Here what?” I mumbled into my pillow making it come out as “vehr geat.”

“That banging noise, it sounds like it's coming from the backyard.” Niall said sitting down on the edge of my bed. I sat up giving the Irish boy a confused look.

“Banging, wh-” I was cut off by a BANG! My eyes widened in shock.

“What the hell is that?” I said jumping out of my bed and going over to my window that looked out to the backyard. I pulled my blinds up to only groan as I didn't see anything, but I could still here the banging.

“What's with all the noise?” Harry grumbled shuffling into my room, with a yawn escaping his lips.

“I don't know, let's go check it out.” I said pushing Harry out of my way walking out of my room only to be met with a sleepy looking Liam and Leah, Zayn can sleep through anything so that doesn't surprise me. Liam had a confused look on his face just like I did.

“What's with all the banging?” Liam mumbled scratching his buzz cut. I shrugged skipping down the stairs to the kitchen where the back door was held. Everyone followed suit and was soon stomping down the stairs like a herd of elephants. Geez wait to be quiet, sarcasm intended. The back door was unlocked, that was strange I swear I locked it. I turned around to see everyone watching me with curious eyes, I shrugged pulling open the door stepping out onto the patio. There she was Parker with a tool belt around her waist and a hammer in her hand. What in the world is she doing. I saw a bunch of sawed up limbs on the ground beside her.

“What is she doing?” Harry said coming to stand beside me. I looked at my watch on my wrist to only reveal it was 10:32 am. How long has she been up?

“Your guess is as good as mine Hazza.” I said shrugging my shoulders. Parker pick up a piece of limb and brought it over to a line of them hammering it into the last one connecting the two. It almost looked as if she was making a floor or something. I started walking towards Parker as she hasn't noticed us yet.

“Parker what the hell are you doing?” I yelled making her jump. Parker turned to look at me putting the hammer down while brushing the dirt of her pants.

“What does it look like I'm doing, having a tea party?” Parker said sarcasm dripping from her voice.

“Well you woke up the whole house with this ruckus and what are you even doing?” I questioned looking at her floor thingy she was building.

“I am making a tree house because I felt like building something and I'm sorry I get up to early for you people.” Parker huffed crossing her arms over her chest.

“Parker it's too early to be doing this kind of stuff, get inside.” I commanded gesturing for her to come inside, she didn't move.

“First of all it's 10:37 and second I would like to finish please and thank you.” Parker said before grabbing her hammer and continuing her work. I sighed running my hands through my hair. I turned around to go back inside as I did not want another fight with her. Everyone else shifted back inside and was now making breakfast. I stepped inside closing the back door behind me.

“So what is Miss Parker doing?” Harry said sitting on the counter with a cup of tea in his hands.

“She's building a tree house for god knows why.” I said shuffling to the fridge.

“Why in the world is she doing that?” Niall said sitting beside Harry.

“She said she was in a building mood. I don't know.” I said shrugging. I sighed getting some Yorkshire tea from the cupboard and getting a mug.

“That girl surprises me every day.” Liam said behind his newspaper.

“Why?” I questioned looking confused at the boy.

“Don't you see that Parker is very talented. She can sing, she can fight, she can build. What's next she can define gravity? I mean come on Lou she is one special girl.” Liam said before taking a sip of his tea.

“Yeah but she's a lot of trouble too.” I mumbled.

“Louis Tomlinson!” Liam shouted putting his newspaper on the table and standing up to get closer to me. “She is your sister, may I remind you? Also imagine what she had to go through in her life, I bet it wasn't easy. Hell she was raped Lou! You just keep picking fights with her, she isn't your normal 9 year old, Lou. She doesn't need you to protect her, when she can simply beat you up. Try and bond with her Lou, she's your sister after all and it seems you're playing favorites right now between her and Leah.” Liam ranted to me before sitting back down to enjoy his morning news.

“He's right Lou.” Harry said coming over to pat me on the back. I looked out the kitchen sink window to the frail little girl who was hammering away. I sighed running my hands through my hair, why does life have to be so hard?

*Parker's POV*

After Louis went back inside I went back to hammering in the last nail for the floor to be done. Once the last nail was in I sighed putting my hammer down and wiping a bead of sweat of my forehead. I then began to lift the floor onto the tree to be put in place, then hammering that in place. The walls came next and they were just like the floor, it wasn't that hard really. I decided to take a break and eat my apple as my stomach decided to cry out like dinosaur's having a party. I just sat there thinking about how different my life is, I mean I got new clothes, a phone, laptop, new house, my own room. Just basically everything I didn't have before and I really grateful for that. I just wish I wasn't such a screw up. I don't try it, it just happens. I sighed taking another bite of my apple. Off to a good start.

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well this is just a filler really, because I haven't thought of anything good to happen yet.

any who thanks for everyone who is reading the book I thank you and send my love :)

so I hurt my picky and it's like just jammed really badly I think, oh well.

I had to go back to school so I couldn't update so yeah haha.

Also has anyone read the book The Host by stephenie meyer?

I haven't finished it but I LOVE the book so far so yeah:) if you haven't read it or are reading it I suggest you read it. It's really good and there's a movie coming out soon about it :)

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