The Catch | Zayn Malik

The Catch ; Chapter 24.

24:

"But I wanna' go to Hollister!"

"-Forget that, let's say we all head out to Russell's and-"

"-I really need to get some new Toms..."

"No Lou, you already have two pairs."

"-I want a new jersey!"

"I need to get more product-"

"-My winter coat is getting old..."

"-Oh belt up you twat!"

The squabble continued on until Blythe couldn't take it anymore. There they all were, all six of them. Louis, Liam, Niall, Harry, Zayn, and Blythe, standing in a circle in a shopping centre. The car ride itself was horrible, considering Louis was driving in sleet weather, and now the bickering that took place now was unbearable. Blythe hadn't exactly seen the stares she was getting, but she could sure feel them.

"Enough!" She cried out, jumping into the middle of the group. She lightly pushed away each of the lads, until she had enough space to breathe.

"Now you all better shut your mouths before I shut them for you." She growled menacingly. Surprisingly, all the boys quieted immediately. Except Harry of course, who wasn't afraid to take smack from Blythe. Blythe was annoyed by him, and his stupid looking smirk as well. Blythe isn't a good observer, as she hadn't noticed Zayn's smirk too.

"Alright then. Harry, go take Louis to get new Toms, and Louis, you take Harry to Hollister. I'll go with Niall to get him a jersey, and we'll be at Russell's after. Then that leaves..." Liam quickly instructed. His sentence then trailed off as his eyes bounced between Zayn and Blythe. Blythe's eyes widened as she glanced up at Zayn. Zayn sighed and crossed his arms like a tempered child.

"Do I have to go with him?" Blythe whined, softly stomping her foot. Liam snorted and looked up at the sky ceiling.

"Fine. Do you want to go with Harry then?" Liam suggested. Her eyes trailed to the ground, then up at Harry. Harry's arms were wide open and he had the most massive grin she's ever seen him give. Louis, who was right behind him, smiled too. Blythe scrunched her face up and shook her head.

"No, not ever." Blythe mumbled, which received a laugh from Niall. A sigh escaped from both Zayn's and Liam's lips. For Zayn, it was out of agony, and from Liam, it was out of annoyance.

Liam clapped his hands loudly, and then rubbed his face. "We've got an hour and a half until supper. Meet back here?". The rest of the group nodded and went their separate ways with their partner. Blythe took a spin on her foot and began marching down the long hall of stores. Zayn had no choice but to follow.

*

"God damnit..." Blythe muttered as she tossed the attached price tag out of her way. It was her billionth time looking at a price tag, and yet being depressed of the expensive cloth. Behind her, Zayn was having the time of his life. Considering that he had some loads of money (all from being famous), he splurged it on whatever he could lay his hands on. But with all the money he had, he was careful about spending. He only bought a pair of new shoes, pants, and several white t-shirts, in which Blythe escorted him with. In fact, she helped to pick out the shoes. New, shiny white pairs, as opposed to the black and grey ones he was about to get.

"Can you believe these shit prices? I mean, all for a Goddamn piece of cloth. I swear, when I get my million from the bank, I'm buying this store and all the clothes in it." Blythe raged as she was checking out more prices. The smart thing to do, would to stop herself from swearing and making herself even more angry, but even Blythe couldn't do that. Zayn was having a kick out of it for himself. He glanced around at the worry customers, all staring at Blythe. Yet, Zayn just kept his silly smirk on his face and lowered his chuckles down to throat sounds.