Niamha walked around the mall with the girls trying to finish up on her Christmas shopping. It was a mad house in the mall and Niamha was starting to get a headache. She was standing in line in Footlocker about to purchase some shoes for Michael. Even though she was threatened a couple of weeks ago it didn't stop her from seeing him. They were now officially dating and he was coming to her house Christmas morning for breakfast before she headed to his place for Christmas dinner. As she was waiting she mentally went thru her Christmas list and thought of all the people that she had gotten gifts for, she got everyone's gifts but tow names popped up in her head as she finished her list. She felt herself smile at their names and then shake off the thought. She got to the register and paid for the shoes. She was headed back to the food court where she was supposed to meet the girls and stopped when she saw the cutest semi-suit outfit and immediately thought of little Ezekiel. Well it wouldn't hurt to get him something, she thought. She couldn't help it and she went in a bought the outfit along with other things for him. After walking out of the store she reached the food court and immediately saw the girls sitting at a table. She reached them and sat down.
"About time." Elizabeth said looking over at her as she sat down.
"Where have you been?" Reese questioned her as she eyed the bags she had dropped at her feet.
"Shopping. Where else?" Niamha shot back with a smile.
"Mmhmm, so what's in the bags?" Reese asked.
"Reese chile did you take your medicine this morning? Cause you sure are asking a lot of dumb questions!" Miranda chimed.
"Whatever." Reese sat back and continued eating her food.
"Just saying." Miranda smirked before dropping the conversation.
When Niamha came back to the table with her food, the girls chatted and ate. Before long they all grew tired of the mall and decided to head out. They promised to meet at the twin's house tomorrow on Christmas Eve to exchange gifts.
Alana watched as Niamha headed into her house. She sat in the trees across from her house and silently fumed.
"That bitch is not taking my man away from me!" She growled and silently turned around and began walking towards her car. When she got in she sped away, making sure her next plan was put in motion.
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Fighting For Love
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