Chapter 9: Back home...for good?

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After the accident with the apple juice, I decided I would take a bath.

I walked to the bathroom, while Niall called out to me. "Ally, what are you doing?" he yelled up the stairs.

"Taking a bath." I called out. In less than 10 seconds the bath was filled with hot, steaming water.

"I love my powers!" I said aloud, as I got in the tub, taking my clothes off.

Soon enough my tail appeared, all shiny and blue. Then my hair changed from a brown to a rainbow-blonde mane.

"Ally, are you ok in there?" I heard Zayn ask.

"I'm fine, Zayn."

"Are you sure? Do you need anything?"

"I'm cool."

He walked back downstairs to his friends.

After I finished, I grabbed a towel and started rubbing my tail off. My legs appeared, pale and thin. "Where we're you when I splashed apple juice?" I said to my legs. I take my extra clothes from the counter, sweats and a tank top, and put them on. How did they know my size?

I quickly ran to my room. But, when I stopped at the doorway, I heard Zayn, Liam, and Niall, talking to each other... about me.

"Do you think they will come back?" Niall asked.

"Yes, but if they even TRY to hurt Allison, I will go and put them in the ER before you can say 'fish'." said Zayn.

"Ok, hey. Where's Ally?" Liam asked the boys.

I heard footsteps coming up the stairs. I bolted like a cheetah to my room.

Zayn opened the door and popped in. "Are you ok, Ally?" he asks, rubbing his neck. "If you need-"

"I'm ok." I said, looking at the floor.

"Oh" he whispered, "Do you want to watch a movie?"

"Sure, I guess."

"What do you want to watch?"

"I'm not a good movie picker." I said, half-heartedly.

"How about, Titanic?" he asked. That was my all-time Favorite movie ever. "Sounds good!" I said. We walked to the living room holding hands and sat on the couch. "How are the two love birds doing?" Harry asked.

Zayn gave him a glare and said, "We're doing just fine... Harry."

"That's nice...Zayn." He shot back. Harry moved his emerald eyes toward me. "How are you doing?" he asked, "Being girly."

"I'm sorry, have we met?"

"Yes." He said.

"I'm NOT girly."

He gave a quick shrug and walked out. Zayn popped the movie in and we sat on the couch.

At the end, I leaned my head on his shoulder and his head was on top of mine. "This is the saddest part." I said. He put his arm around me, giving me endless warmth. The end finally came and I cheered, giving whoops and hollers. Zayn got up with me and started Whooping too.

We stop and stared at each other, the other not wanting to make a move.

Finally, Zayn picks me up, and I cross my legs around his waist. We kiss.

Having the first kiss in days. I learned, magic is priceless.

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