fostered {h.s}

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isabelles pov

Various words and questions were streaming through my head at this very moment, but there was one question that wouldn't seem to stray.

What the fuck are they doing holding hands like that?

I kept my head held low, trying to refrain from the awkward interaction that's bound to happen if they notice me.

"Izzy!"

Damn. I truly believed I could've gotten out of this store, not being noticed.

I looked up from the sports bra rack to Quinn smiling widely at me. Derrick on the other hand had an almost angry looking scowl resting on his face. Their hands were now separated, probably thinking they got away with it.

Quinn knows how I hate Derrick. She knows he always gave me the creeps. If only I had told her who he really is, maybe she wouldn't have made this decision.

I decided to be blunt with my words and started the conversation with a question.

"When did you two get together? Quinn, what happened with you and Niall?" I spat at her, harshly. It came out harsher than I had anticipated, but she knows how I am. That is probably the exact reason of why her and Derrick came here, far away from the school. I bet they thought there wouldn't be anyone here because it's a Sunday.

"Just recently. Why do you care so much?" Derrick asked and I sighed.

"Derrick!" Quinn scolded and then answered my previous question, "After I got home from Britt's on Saturday."

I nodded and lightly smiled when Robin saved me from anymore of this terrible conversation I was stuck in. I told them I had to go and that I would see them tomorrow to which Quinn agreed and Derrick rolled his eyes.

He has the mentality of an actual seventh grader. Why is Quinn with him?

"What do you think of these?" Robin asked, scattering my thoughts. I looked down at the item he was holding in his hands. He took the lid of the shoebox off, revealing a pair of golf shoes.

"They're..nice?" I tried to state, but it came out as more of a question. I smiled and nodded at him when he looked up. "I mean they're golf shoes. They are nice but all of them are."

"True. All shoes are the same to me."

"Woah there. Don't twist my words." I laughed, pointing at him. "See, because you twisted my words. Twist. Like your last nam-Sorry not funny."

I laughed and he chuckled, saying it was funny. We walked over to the checkout and he got the pair of golf shoes he chose earlier.

We exited the store and walked the rest of the way strip of stores to come across PacSun. I was thinking about going to Tommy, but I didn't know PacSun was over here.

I looked over to Robin and asked if we could go in, to which he nodded and we walked into the clothing store.

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We arrived back home late in the afternoon around 4pm after our shopping. I got a pair of denim blue shorts with tiny flowers embroidered onto them along with a light blue mini skirt with two white lines down the side all from Pacsun. I also went to Forever 21 and got a striped bodysuit.

Robin went into him and Anne's room, while I walked up the stairs and into Harry's room.

When I walked in Harry wasn't in here. I sat my bags down on our dresser, quietly humming a song I had stuck in my head.

I stopped humming once I heard a loud groan coming from the bathroom. I furrowed my eyebrows. Who the fuck is in there?

"Harry?" I called and walked towards the bathroom. When I didn't hear a reply, I opened the door.