America's Little Angel { adopted by one direction}

Chapter 9

Think Jennifer, think! What I can I tell the boys. 

"I don't feel like talking about it." I say. 

What was that! That's all I could say. Liam let out a sigh and started the car. We drove off to the house. It was really quiet in the car. I was still sitting on Niall's lap. I could feel him stare at me then out the window at me then sigh. I look out the window. Considering the weather yesterday it was beautiful today. 

"Wonderful weather we're having." I say trying to break the silence. 

"mhmm." Liam says keeping his eyes on the road. 

Nice job Liam, can't try a little harder to make a convo. 

"So are you boys busy tomorrow?" I ask. 

"Nope." Louis answers shaking his head. 

"You hate me don't you?" I ask. 

"WHAT!" Harry screamed, I jumped at his answer. 

"Indoor voice, Styles." I say sternly. 

He rolls his eyes. 

"We could never hate you Ginger! You're too adorable and sweet, funny, kind, loving a--" I cut Eleanor off.  

"OH CUT THE CRAP! YOU HATE ME!" I yell. 

"Indoor voice, Tomlinson." Harry mocked. 

"Cunt." I mumble under my breath. 

"I heard that." He snaps his head toward me. His eyes full of anger. 

"Guess what." I say excited. 

"What?" He says clenching his fists. 

"I.DON'T.CARE!" I tease. 

"THAT'S IT!" Harry screams leaning over the seat trying to grab me. I let out a scream and run over to the other side of the back and curl up. Liam and Louis was screaming Harry's name, but he was far gone. It's too late to get him back. 

 "I KNEW IT! YOU HATE ME!" I scream. Everyone freezes. Liam even pulls over on the side of the road. 

Harry's facial expression softens, he looks...guilty. I don't feel bad. This was all a test. To see their reaction. I would never act like this towards anyone. The way I was acting this whole time was all an act. I looked over at Niall through m legs which were curled up to my chest. He had his head in his hands. I looked back up at Harry, he was pulling at his curls, and mumbling somthing I couldn't hear. Liam was playing with the steering wheel looking out the window, Louis was crying, and Zayn was comforting the girls. 

"So it's true isn't it?" I say through my legs. 

They all look back at me. Even Niall brings his attention to me. 

"I guess we wern't ready for a kid just yet." Liam says, sighing. 

I hold back the tears. "Awesome." I say. My voice was shaking just like my body. I'm not gonna cry, I'm not gonna cry, I'm not...

I look over at Niall his pulling at his hair mumbling curse words and some Irish stuff. I look out the   window. It's sad that I'll never meet the boys's mums, or I'll never go on tour wit them, or that I'll never learn some Irish lingo from Niall. 

"But your gonna help us." Louis states. I don't look away from the window. 

"What?" I ask, confused. 

"We've gone through to much, to lose you!" Louis says. 

I nod, still looking out the window. What have we actually gone through Louis? I feel like it's nothing and you should lose me. Just drop me off at the side of the road. I'll find my way back to the orphanage. Or I'll just join a gang or something and smoke weed and all that shit. 

"Look Gingerbread..." Niall starts, I turn my head in his direction. 

"You mean the world to me, and if I lost you...I don't know what I'd do." Niall starting to tear up. 

"and..sure we've had some ups and downs! But we have each other. I know I can count on you to make me laugh when I'm down. None of the boys or the girls can do that! And I don't wanna lose that. " Niall says. Tears running down his cheeks. I scoot over and hug him. 

"It's okay Niall... I promised remember." I say. I look up to see everyone with confused looks. 

"Liam just start the car...Please." I ask kindly. He smiles. "Of coarse love!" He starts the car and pulls out into traffic. I cradle Niall in my arms. He is quite heavy but I ignore his weight and height. And to people passing by this looks really weird. But, this is a thing Niall and I tend to do often. 

"I remember." He whispers to me. I smile. 

"Good." I say grabbing his pinky and wrapping it with mine. 

"Good to have ya back Gingerbread." He whispers nuzzling his head into my neck, I giggle. 

"It's good to be back." 

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Okay so I feel like the old picture for Jennifer just didn't fit...So I changed It. Girl is on the side. She looks twelve. Right? Anyways!!! BYE!!!