One Adoption... Sorry, Direction (1D Fanfic)

Chapter Three

Just to clear it up: Messy Hair is Louis; Quiff is Zayn; Buzz Cut is Liam; Blondie is Niall; and Curly is Harry

"We're home," Quiff said. Looking out the window, Alicia gasped, Jeni opened her mouth in shock, and even Jasi blinked a bit.

"This... is your home?"

"You must be rich as!"

"This is crazy, are you like famous?"

Jasi hoped not; all three of them detested famous people. They were all snobs and boring; except for one girl group, Little Mix, who was basically the only current artists they listened to.

"Yeah, we're a boy band. One Direction?"

"One Di-who?"

"Direction. We were on the X Factor in 2010, have sold four platinum albums, biggest boy-band since the Beatles?"

"Oh, that's nice."

"Have you seriously never heard of us?" Messy Hair asked.

"Has anyone got a pin, we need to deflate this guy's head before it explodes," Jeni sassed. Messy playfully took a swipe at her, and she froze for a second before jumping away from him.

"So anyway, your rooms are this way," Buzz Cut said. He led them inside, pointing out a bathroom and the kitchen, up the staircase and to a little hallway. "We haven't decorated anything, we wanted you guys to do it yourselves; and also we haven't gotten you any clothes, we will take you tomorrow. But uh, this is Jennifer's, Jasmine's and Alicia's. Can you guys come downstairs in ten minutes for lunch?"

"Sure," Alicia beamed. Jasi silently went into her room, shut the door and lied down on the bed. She closed her eyes and turned her music up full volume, blocking out every sound.

She didn't noticed that ten minutes had gone by, then fifteen.

At ten, her sisters knocked on the door as they walked past. She didn't hear, since she was absorbed in her music.

Going downstairs, they saw Curly on the couch.

"Oh hey girls – kitchen's this way," he said when he saw them. Trying to make conversation and get to know the girls better he asked Jeni, "Do you have a boyfriend?"

"Fuck off, you're way too old and fugly for me," she snapped.

"Calm down, I was just asking. You are so snappy!"

She gave him the finger and he turned to Alicia.

"Do you have a boyfriend?"

"Stop hitting on her, dickhead. Lic, don't answer him," Jeni replied. They reached the kitchen and the girls stopped, simply standing at the doorway.

"Sit anywhere," Buzz Cut invited. They sat next to each other, at one end of the table.

"Hang on – weren't there three of you?"

By now, Lic had lost her excitement and returned to a snappy teenager.

"No shit," Jeni said.

"Give the man a prize," Lic said, slowly fake clapping.

"Where's Jasmine?"

They both shrugged and stared moodily at the table.

"I'll go," an Irish accent said.

"I wouldn't," muttered Jeni.

Blondie stood up and went up the stairs. He knocked on the door that was Jasmine's, and, not hearing a reply, went in. She was lying on her back on her bed, her eyes closed and those earphones in again. Blondie gently tried to remove them and was rewarded with a slap in the face.