Louis rushed to the front door to see what Harry screamed over and I followed him still carrying my steaming cup of tea.
"Zayn oh my God," Louis was in the way! I couldn't see anything.
Zayn emerged. His hair was shaved at the sides and he looked well.
"I tried to call you, Belle. Louis was the only one that answered and I wasn't sure where you went," he enveloped me in a hug and it was nice.
He was warm. He also smelled of his signature scent in which I had first smelled. Roses and Axe cologne.
"Guys, we're over here," I turned and Louis was waving his hand. Harry put an arm around Louis and he pouted.
"The height difference is uncanny," Zayn laughed and wrapped his hand around mine. We entwined fingers and Harry smiled at us.
"Yes Louis is a little jelly bean compared to Harry." It's true. Harry was like a walking praying mantis and Louis was a little curvy jelly bean.
"Who is the big spoon? I'm assuming Harry."
"Definitely I, Louis Tomlinson!" He said. "I am offended you even thought that Malik."
Zayn laughed and he looked happy.
"It's so close to summer what do you guys want to do right now?"
"Louis, we have school tomorrow," Harry reminded.
"I know but we need to live! I'm so tired of going to class, Harry. Let's all just skip tomorrow," Louis laughed and it actually sounded very tempting.
However I have missed too many Fridays/Mondays due to Zayn and I'm not sure that I want to do it again.
"Can we stay in the house? I don't want to get caught."
"Sure, if you all agree to it."
"I agree," I bravely said. What is Melissa going to think?
If Melissa knew about what Zayn and I really did, for example, skip school, sleep in the same bed, etc. she would have my head.
"I will as long as we stay in this house," Harry said.
"Me too."
I wasn't going to text Melissa unless she texted first. She doesn't need to worry if there is nothing happening.
Zayn fell asleep first. We were in the midst of watching a commercial about the new 'Fifty Shades of Grey' movie, that Louis and I so desperately wanted to see, and he just crashed on my shoulder.
His head was in the crook on my neck and his breathing was heavy. I pushed his hair out of his face because it was tickling my neck and he looked amazing as always.
"You two are so great together," Louis whispered.
"What do you mean?"
"The boys and I never thought Zayn could handle a relationship. We all know he has the 'intermittent explosive disorder' so if he ever got mad, we thought he would hurt her. But you're still around."
"That I am," I smiled.
"When is the idiot going to ask you out?" Harry laughed.
"I would like to know as well," Louis said.
"Maybe you guys should ask him tomorrow."
That's exactly what they did. They bothered him until he woke up and I felt sorry for him. I was awake too, making some tea, but they didn't know I could hear everything.
"When are you going to ask her to be your girlfriend?" Harry asked.
"We won't tell her but we're curious, man. We've never seen you so smitten!"
"I don't understand it either but I'm trying to be all hearts and flowers for her," he admitted.
"Are you taking her to see Fifty Shades of Grey with us?"
"Most likely," he replied. "I'm hoping to ask her today."
I couldn't believe what I just heard. Zayn actually wants a relationship?
"I thought-" Louis started to say but I stumbled from the kitchen.
I sipped my tea and handed Louis his.
"I don't understand how you two like Yorkshire tea," Harry made a face.
He's good at changing the subject but so am I.
"So what were you guys talking about?"
"Can't really remember," Louis laughed. "Oh and by the way Harry, anything British is cool."
Louis did have a point.
"You are absolutely right. What do you guys want to do today?" Harry asked.
"I know we agreed to stay in but honestly screw it," Zayn laughed.
"We should go on like a real double date! We always stay at someone's house," Louis said. "Let's go somewhere, like the Ferry in Staten Island; we could ride the Ferry."
"That sounds like a great idea. We should dress fancier though." I eyed everyone's clothing and most of it was sweatpants.
"Alright here's an idea, Belle can drive us to each of our houses, Zayn can look up the times for when the Ferry leaves and arrives, and Harry and I can sit back and relax for the first part of the ride. The second part, I will drive."
"That actually doesn't sound that horrible," Harry admired the suggestion.
"I'll drive I guess," I laughed because Louis assumed I could drive well.
I actually could drive pretty well but I had never had three other passengers in the car at once. I decided to take my car because Harry's breaks were extremely sensitive. It was a smooth ride and Louis kept petting the sleek upholstery of my car.
"So your step-mom actually bought this car for you?"
"Yes, she did."
"That's insanely nice," Louis eyed more of my car. It wasn't that fancy but it was a new model.
Harry changed into a white button up, black skinny jeans, and black boots.
Louis dressed in a black button up, black jeans, black vans, and he added a denim jacket to his look.
Zayn changed in a white t-shirt, black skinny jeans, black dress shoes, and a leather jacket.
I finally dressed in a lilac cocktail-style dress with white pumps and a cropped white leather jacket.
"You looked very fancy, Belle," Harry smiled.
"As do all of you," I motioned to them.
Zayn looked like he was going to pass out at any moment. I wasn't really sure why because he has seen me dress up before, but maybe not in this way.
It was sort of amusing to catch him eye-ing me the whole way there.
= So I'm really happy with this chapter and I know they dressed really fancy but it is a Ferry. I have never been on a big boat in my entire life so the next chapter is me guessing what it feels like. Please vote for this story and comment if you liked! :) BY THE WAY it is about present time in this story (AKA a day away from Valentine's day and Fifty Shades is coming out as well! lol =
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