New family (One Direction, Justin Bieber fanfic)

Chapter 7

Chapter 7;

~P.O.V. Jennifer~

Ev was getting ready for her date with Ryan. Liam and I were now walking in the mall, he decided that I needed new clothes and a new phone. I don’t like it when people spent much money on me but hey what would you do if someone wants to buy new clothes and a new phone for you and they don’t accept a ‘no’ as answer, you would be happy too, right? Well I was!

So now we were walking in the mall heading to Forever 21 because that’s my favorite shop, they have such amazing clothes!

“So what do you think of everything that happens last couple of weeks?” Liam asked while walking into the store.

“It’s been crazy but I didn’t want to miss it! I’m so happy with you and Justin as my brothers!” I said completely honest.

“Good, and I’m happy with you as my little sister. I was a little scared over how you would react, that you wouldn’t believe us or you would hate us or our music.” He said, I saw he meant it.

“Who doesn’t like you’re music? I mean you’re voices are like angles and you are all good looking.” Seriously their voices were like angles! Are they we’re all really good looking! How can you resist that?

“Haha, about us good looking… do you fancy someone? Someone from the band or a friend of us?” He asked and I saw a sneaky smile on his face.

“Maybe…” I answered, I felt myself blushing. Ok maybe I have a little crush on someone but I never told someone before even Ev, Cher and Alex not. So I’m not gonna tell Liam too!

“Maybe…? So who’s the lucky guy?”

“Someone…”

“Is he from the band?”

“Maybe…”

“Maybe…? Who is it, maybe I can help you. I can organize a blind date if you want.”

“No you don’t have to! I’m perfectly fine. I know he won’t like me back. Who would ever like me? I’m ugly, fat and have no talent. He can get so much better!”

“Never say that about yourself ever again! You’re beautiful, you’ve prefect size and you can play amazing guitar!”

“Thanks Li but you only say that because you’re my brother, that’s your job as brother.”

I walked away towards the chancing rooms, I picket about seven pieces of clothes while we were talking. I just don’t believe it when he says I’m pretty, people from my old school always bullied me because I was ugly it’s not now that my brother says it I immediately believe I’m beautiful I still believe all those bullies on my old school. I’m not pretty, I’m ugly and fat!

“But I speak the truth!” He screamed, he was still standing on the other side of the store. I appreciate it when he says it but I just don’t believe it. I heard to much that I am ugly.