Out of my Mind

Chapter 8

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We jump out of Harry's car and I unlock my front door so we can get inside. Even though I have one of the only one story houses in the neighborhood I'm not afraid to show it off to people.

"This is my castle." I announce. I mostly say it for Zayn because he hasn't seen my house before, but the rest of them have.

They go into the living area except Korey who comes to my bedroom to pick out a shirt with me.

I look through the drawers in my dresser while she pushes through the clothes in my closet in search of something cute.

"Aha!" She yells. I look at her crazy until I see she has a shirt in her hand. It's a high low shirt. And it's a peach color. From the front my tummy would be showing a little bit but from the back, the shirt would be touching my bottom.

I pull my shirt off and change, not caring that she is in the room. I take a look at myself in the mirror and smile because I look pretty damn good. With my brown hair down it looks perfect. I brush my hair a little and Korey does the same to her own. I apply a little lip gloss and head into the bathroom to put in contacts before we go and meet the guys.

When we get to them I notice they are laughing at one of my first grade pictures that are hanging on the wall. Immediately I scream, "Hey! Stop laughing!" I cover the photo with my hands so they cant stare at it anymore. I make angry faces at them. 

"Come on," Zayn says, "You were adorable with no teeth." I roll my eyes and start to walk away from them. 

Harry grabs my arm and quietly says, "Sorry for laughing. It was just there and we happened to see it." He gives me a nice smile. I glance at Zayn who is doing the same so I drop it. 

"Let's get going, shall we." Korey demands. 

In the car Harry drives, and I sit in the back with Zayn because Korey called shotgun. Harry turns up the music loud, so "Fine China' by Chris brown blasts through the window. After a while the music volume is turned back down to low. Korey and Harry are having an intense conversation about the teletubbies. I never knew someone could look so serious while talking about the teletubbies.

Zayn plays a game called Running Fred on his phone and I lean in close to watch.

"You wanna try?" he asks me.

I smile at him and utter, "I thought you'd never ask." I die in the game as soon as some spiky obstacles come into play. After a few goes at it and not getting a score over 200, Zayn pulls the phone out of my grasp. 

I look up at him and he responds, " I think you need something a little more easier." After a few seconds he hands me the phone again and I gasp. A "Go, Diego, Go!" game is loading on the screen. I playfully punch his arm and he cracks up.

Korey confusedly turns around, "I want to laugh too!" Her words just make us laugh ever harder. I grab my stomach because it hurts from laughing so hard.

Zayn's phone is still in my hand so I think why not. I pull up the camera and take a boat load of pictures on it. He doesn't notice until I tell him to smile. I squish my face against his and take a few pictures with huge smiles. He goes along with it. When I feel I'm done I give him the phone and he tell me I took 42 pictures. Mostly selfies. He doesn't goes through them and doesn't delete. He'll probably pick which ones he doesn't want later. 

Fifteen minutes later we arrive at a field. There are flowers everywhere and barely any trees. The only trees in sight are very old and huge and look like they are going to topple over any second.