Merrily // z.m

// 9 //

Merrily Mae

Zayn Malik just told me, yup me, that I was beautiful. I was freakin' beautiful in Zayn's eyes. I didn't believe him of course for I always thought of myself as an ugly troll. I did not like how I looked. I was just so ugly. Ugh. "No, I'm not." I laughed.

"Yes you are." I was gonna protest but he beat me to it. "Don't even try to argue with me, Merrily. Remember, 'Beauty is in the eyes of the beholder.'" He said being all smart. "Where'd you get that from?" I scoffed. "Somewhere!" He rolled his eyes and I did the same.

"Wanna bet on which one who can roll their eyes the furthest?" I challenged. Yes, I am very childish now shush! "You're on." He smirked. "Ayt, on three. One, two-" I was cut off by my phone ringing from the pile of pillows on the corner. "Brb." I said. I went to my phone and looked at who was calling. It was Harley. "Yo." I spoke. "Where the hell are you? And is Zayn with you?" He asked. "We're in our treehouse dumbass. Did you not even bother looking here? Like tf, are you that fucking stupid, Harley?" I rolled my eyes at his stupidity. "Shut up. I was just lazy." He reasoned. "Lazy my ass." I rolled my eyes again. "Anyway, both of you come inside. Dinner is ready." By that I did not bother to answer him. I immediately hung up and ran to the balcony. "Come on, Zayn. Dinner is ready. I'm starving." I groaned. He chuckled and stood up. He went down first for he insisted. I followed carefully.

"Nice ass." He remarked as we reached the bottom. I gasped. "You bastard!" I playfully smacked him. He laughed at that. "It's not funny!" He just laughed even more. "C'mon, anaconda." He winked. I gasped once again. "Zayn!"

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THIS IS JUST A FILLER CHAPTER I'M SORRY I'M SO HORRIBLE UGH. I JUST LOST HOPE ON WRITING WHEN YA KNOW THAT THING HAPPENED WITH ZEN AND LEWIS. :((( BUT DONT WORRY I WONT STOP :) I LOVE WRITING EVEN THO IM SHIT AT IT LMAO HAHA AYT BUBS