Back at the apartment, Laura collapsed onto the couch with a big dreamy sigh. I watched as Kiersten took a flying leap to cannon ball onto Laura's stomach.
"You're lucky you weigh nothing!" The ginger bellowed, sitting up and letting the tiny girl roll off.
"Why'd you sigh anyways?" Gabby asked, emerging from the kitchen with a bag of chips.
"We just ate!" I acknowledged and she shrugged her shoulders, turning her attention back to Laura. Her cheeks flushed to the color of her hair, and she covered her face.
"SPILL. RIGHT NOW." Gabby held up a threatening fist. Laura cringed with a giggle and blinked a few times before finally revealing why she was acting the way she was.
"Zayn asked me to hang out tomorrow!" All the girls in the room squeaked and started cannoning questions at the fire-haired female. Turns out Zayn had asked her to accompany him to Madame Tusauds.
"That's totally a date!" Kiersten shrieked, grabbing Laura's arms and shaking her violently.
"At least he ASKED you, I got TOLD." I muttered, and immediately all of the attention was put on me.
"What do you mean you got told?" Gabby questioned, seating herself to my side and poking my shoulder.
"Harry told me we're going to do something tomorrow." All of their ears perked up as I told them my unfortunate plans.
"I TOLD YOU HE WAS FLIRTING!" Laura screamed, and the rest of the night was spent choosing outfits for Laura and I.
"You'll look cute in this!" Kiersten was ruffling through our clothes, mine stashed in Gabby's closet due to how often I was over, and Laura's in her suitcase. Soon Laura was put in grey tights, a black pleated skirt, a grey vneck and her new black infinity scarf. She decided on wearing her sequined flats.
"Sparkle chic!" I tried to mimick a French accent and failed miserably, everyone giggling at my pain.
Soon thereafter I was situated in my black and grey galaxy leggings, an extremely long maroon sweater, and my grey infinity scarf. I put on my buckled motorcycle boots, and they told me to wear my hair in a high bun.
"They won't be able to take their eyes off of you two." Kiersten stated, smiling with triumph.
But that was what I was afraid of. Harry's eyes on me made me feel vulnerable and like...I would do anything he said. So I was hoping he looked elsewhere.
The rest of the night was spent chewing on chips and watching sappy chick flicks. Halfway through the Notebook, Kiersten was in tears.
"What's wrong?" I was confused as to how a simple scene could create such a reaction.
"I was just thinking...what if Zayn and Harry are your Noah's."
Cheesy...so cheesy.
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It Just Happened
FanficAsia meets Harold...but doesn't know who he is. Will they fall for each other's true selves?