Luci's POV.
"You're overreacting Luci!" Harry shouted.
"You took another girls number! You're my boyfriend! Why would you need that whores number!" I shouted back.
"She seemed nice!" He defended.
"Oh sure she would seem nice to you, she had a strip of fabric covering her entire body! I've never seen a bikini so small and boobs so fake before." I laughed at him.
"That's low." He snickered.
"It's the truth! You didn't give that cute girl in the respectable bikini next to us your number!" I defended, standing in front of him in my bikini and shorts. Her bikini made mine look like a granny style full piece.
"I didn't want her number. I wanted Krystelle's!" He shouted.
"Well then, I give up. Do what you want." I spoke as I turned on my heel and walked away into Zayn and Niall's hotel room and sat on their couch.
''Well hello?" Zayn looked at me as he walked out of the bathroom.
"Hi." I huffed and he sat down on the table in front of me.
"Wassup tinkerbell?" He asked.
"Harry went off with some girl at the beach who's a total whore and has gotten her number but he doesn't seem to see the problem with that." I explained while toying with the ankle bracelet I was wearing.
"Well, what is the problem?'' He asked, oh my god.
"I'm his girlfriend, why does he need other girls numbers?" I huffed.
"Maybe he wants to meet new friends?" He suggested.
"Oh I'm sure that's why he picked the blonde, fake tanned, fake boobed slut with the suggestive tramp stamp tattoo who was basically wearing two stickers over her nipples." I groaned.
"I don't know Luc, sometimes people just make friends and looks don't come into it." He defended Harry.
"Well she makes me self conscious and insecure." I admitted.
''Don't do that to yourself.'' He frowned.
"Sorry but it's the truth, he'd rather talk to her than me what does that tell you." I sighed, staring down at my flat chest.
"He loves you Luci." He smiled and left the room, leaving me alone with thoughts.
I decided to go find Harry as see what he was doing, I walked out of Zayn's room and into Harry and I's room.
"Har?" I called out, I walked around the room to find him sleeping like an angel on the bed.
I climbed in behind him and spooned him with my arms tight around him.
I know realise that what happened with that girl doesn't matter. Because he's my boyfriend and nobody's going to take him away.m
Good luck bikini slut.
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