One Direction's secret (on hold, editing and major changes underway)

chapter 11. COVERS NOT CONDOMS!

****Zayn's pov*****

     I consider Jenny our new slave, I mean what else would she be? She wouldn't be hired help. When you think about it, she is here aginst her will, we are going to make her do our laundry and make us food and stuff, and she can't leave. So yeah, she's a slave.

*****Liam's pov*****

     We are now pulling into Walmart and I hope Jenny knows how to shop, I sure as hell don't.

*****Zayn's pov*****

     I went up to Jenny and pushed her aginst the wall "we're going into Walmart, you try anything, and I'll personally hurt you so much you won't remember it by the morning. You run away, I'll find you and break legs completely off. Same goes for the rest of the places you'll go with us." I said. I walked away leaving her frightened and shocked.

*****jenny's pov*****

     Zayn scares the hell out of me. I don't intend to do anything attention attracting at Walmart, hell I won't do anything for the rest of my life he is so scary.

     Almost immediately after Zayn exited Liam entered. "We're going into wallmart in a few minutes and we need to make a list of stuff to get, so come on."

     I went into lounge kitchen area where Harry and Louis were. I looked through the cabinets and found very few things, a can of chicken noodle soup, gram crackers, and a bag or sugar. These cabinets are like completely empty!

      Then I checked the fridge and found, some carrots, a carton of orange juice, and a bucket of ice cream. Damn, getting all the stuff we would need to cook regularly is going to take all day.

     Liam handed me a pad of paper and pen. First I wrote the baking ingredients we would need, flour, sugar, baking soda and powder, there are a lot more but I wont bore you. Then I wrote canned foods like, tomato soup, pineapple and such. Next I wrote vegetables and fruits, apples, oranges, lettuce, broccoli. After that I listed the other refrigerated foods such as, chicken, milk, jelly, and bacon. Last I wrote food prep. stuff taco flavor powder, vegetable oil, spices, and salt&pepper. Finalllyyy I got done with the huge ass list.

     Harry took one look at the huge grocery list and whistled.

Liam said"We'll divide into teams, Niall and I, Harry and Lou, and Zayn and Jenny.

      Internally my heart skipped a beat, I do not, want to go anywhere, with Zayn Scary Ass Malik.

     "Oh, you think my ass is scary babe?"Zayn said walking in front of me. What!? I know I didn't say that out loud! Before I could think of how he heard that he dropped and started twerking right in front of me. I was about to comment on his gross actions when Louis jumped beside Zayn yelling "WOOOO TWERK PARTY!!" Then Louis started doing it in front of me too!

     "WOAH HOLD ON GIRLS!" Harry said rolling up a magazine and swatting at Louis and Zayn's bums. ""JUST WHAT DO YOU THINK YOUR DOING?? ARE YOU ALL CRAZY YOU THINK YOU CAN JUST TWERK ALL OVER THE PLACE???!!!!!...WITHOUT MMEEEEE? Then Harry jumped in and joined the chaos. I just stared at the boys in horror.

     Liam ignored them and took my list, ripped it into three parts, took my pencil I had begun to chew on, wiped it on his shirt, and wrote the names of the teams on the back of the slips of paper. He wrote  N&LP, H&LT, Z&J.

 

     Somehow the three boys twerking started arguing about who did it better. They all suck at twerking anyway, have you ever seen a flat-ass boy try to twerk?, and well they suck. It only escalated from there, they were soon on the floor wrestling it out. Liam was just sitting there acting like this happened often. Insults were thrown about, "Zayn, your hair is as flat as your ass.","Louis, you think you know how to twerk at all, its a wonder you even know how to write your own name!!!","Harry, your twerking is as bad as your hairdo!" this went on for a while until.... someone said something about the Irish...