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The car started. By this time, all of the boys were in the car.
"So, where are we going?" A boy asked. Liam.
"We're going to the hair salon." Paul said, looking in the rear view mirror at me.
I started to blush, looking down at the ground.
"We should go shopping next!" Louis suggested, grinning.
Everyone admitted that it wasn't a bad idea.
We pulled up to the parking lot of a little strip mall. We parked right in front of one of the shops called "Sally's Hair Salon"
We walked in. One of the workers immediately fretted Paul. "Hi." She said, pulling him in for a hug.
Paul turned and pointed to me. I felt embarrassed.
"Come on over." She gave me a grin. She was a fairly short lady, with dyed, big blonde hair and black rimmed glasses. She looked middle aged.
She had me sit in a chair. I leaned my head back and she washed my hair.
She brought me over to a mirror. "To be honest I think you would look nice with blonde hair." She suggested.
I was shocked, but I shrugged. I just wanted to look better.
"So what's your name?" The lady asked while getting the dyes ready.
"Aliana." I smiled.
"I'm Sally." She smiled, too. "You're lucky, Aliana."
"Why do you say that?"
"You are hanging out with five really attractive men who are adored by girls all over the world."
"They adopted me."
"You should be grateful to have them in your lives." She said.
I looked over at the door. They had left.
Sally finished my hair. It looked so good. I was very impressed with the results. My hair did look cleaned up. It was parted to the side, about shoulder length.
"Thanks so much!" I hugged her.
"You're welcome. if you ever need anything, I'm here." She smiled.
In less than five minutes, the band was back. They dropped all the bags they were holding.
"Wow." One of them said, "I'm surprised."
I felt awkward, just standing there. "What's in the bags?" I finally asked.
"Oh, we bought you clothes!" They grinned.
"What?" I asked. I ran up to one of the bags. "How much do I owe you?" I started to panic.
"Nothing! It's complementary with living with us." Liam explained, smiling.
"No, seriously, really?" I asked, still in shock.
"Yes!" They all exclaimed in unison.
"Thank you so much!" I grinned.
"Group hug!" Louis yelled.
I cringed at the idea, but they refused. I started to laugh.
Finally, Paul paid and we all squished into the van. We headed home. The van rolled in to the parking lot of the hotel.
"We got a room for you!" Harry pointed out.
"Really?"
"Yeah, it's right next to all of our rooms. Here, I'll show you."
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Adopted By One Direction
FanfictionAliana Peterson is a nineteen year old orphan who believes that she is going to be a homeless piece of nothing, just like her abusive father preached. But when One Direction comes into picture, well, who knows what will happen?