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

Chapter Six

Getting into the car was a fairly easy process; the girls sat where they wanted, and ignored the boys when they were asked to move.

"Lads," Louis said. "Is it worth it?"

The other boys dropped it, but Niall said, "On the way back, you'll sit where we tell you."

"If we feel like it," Jeni replied.

"Anyway, how are we going to do this?" Harry asked.

"I think we should go separately – two boys to a girl," Louis said.

"Okay... Alicia, who do you want to go with?"

Alicia shrugged and leaned into Liam; she had grown closer to him than any other guys. "Alright, me and Louis," Liam decided.

"Jennifer?"

"I don't fucking care."

The boys exchanged looks, before Niall and Zayn stepped over near her.

"And that leaves me with Jas?" Harry asked.

"I guess... if that's okay with both of you," Niall said. Jas shrugged and Harry said that it was fine with him.

"How are we going to do this?"

"I made a list," Liam said.

"Of course you did."

"Get them what's on the list. We can get the girls to take them girl-shopping tomorrow," Liam said.

Zayn nodded and then said, "No price limit?"

"Don't go too crazy. Let's all meet up for lunch at 1pm at Nandos," Louis confirmed.

Everyone headed their separate ways.

Harry scanned the list.

"It says ten tops, seven shorts, three skirts, two jeans, a hoodie, two pairs of shoes," he read, continuing to the bottom of the page. At the end of the list Jas sighed.

"I'm going to need more than that," she said.
"You can get a little extra – but this is just for now," Harry told her. "You're going to get heaps of clothes eventually."

They went into the big mall and started shopping.

Meanwhile, Jennifer and Niall were arguing about everything.

"Oooh yes!" Jeni said, running over to some booty shorts.

"Oooh, no," Niall replied.

"JESUS FUCKING CHRIST NIALL YOU'RE NOT MY BLOODY FATHER! I'M GETTING THE DAMNED SHORTS!" she yelled.

Niall grabbed her arm and started dragging her out of the store, when Zayn stopped him.

"Look, go chill. I'll look after her."

Niall released Jennifer, but glared at her. "You are getting it when you get home."

"Fuck you, no I'm not," she muttered.

"Jeni, if you keep acting like this I'll let him have you," Zayn cautioned. She rolled her eyes, and turned to him.

"Can we go shop now?"

"What's the magic word?" Zayn teased.

"Avada kedavra," she said, stalking off.

"What the hell is that?" Jasmine asked. "There's like seven strands of fabric!"

"I think it's... um... I have no idea," Harry replied. "Miss?"

A shop assistant turned to them with a bored expression. "Yeah?"