Chapter 3: Renovations

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     A/N: Second writing of the day! Lol. I feel stupid writing two Author’s notes in a row but ya know…. I’m updating so I should do as I say…. Onto the story I guess!

     In the morning Cat and I woke up early and ran around the block a couple of times and then went to a Starbucks at the end of our route, walking back to the apartment complex with drinks in hand. You’d be surprised at how hard it is to carry drinks for 6 people….

     We got stopped a couple of times for autographs but it wasn’t much. Just a few little girls who were probably the cutest things EVER!

     Once we got back we delivered all of the Starbucks cups except for Zayn’s and ours. We went to Zayn’s though, since we were going to be redecorating his apartment with him since when he got it, it was all garden-y with yellow checker patterned drapes and everything.

     “Hello Zayn-o!” I yelled as I walked into Zayn’s apartment with Cat trailing behind me.

     “Brooke?” Zayn responded, his voice muffled, “Uh. Can I have a little help in my room?”

     We walked to Zayn’s room and opened the door, unfortunately he neglected to mention the fact that he was squished against the door by boxes so he came tumbling down and the boxes went down too, all landing in a heap on the floor.

     “Ah! Sorry!” I squealed, attempting to pick Zayn up from under 3 HUGE boxes.

     “Oh no biggie. We just got all of our fan mail delivered. Well. This is only mine but we have to re-open it all and try and write a few of them back.” He sighed, picking up a few of the boxes.

     “Ok. Well that helps with your design since I am your interior designer…” I smiled, trying to figure out color combinations.

     “Uh oh… Brookey is thinking!” Cat giggled, I knew she was thinking about the same thing.

     “Not anything bad! I was just thinking that you could use the spare bedroom for all of your fan stuff. We could make it all cute and stuff and your fans would love that!” I said, poking my tongue out at Cat.

     “Ooh.” Zayn laughed, waiting for Cat to say her plan too.

     “Well. I don’t have a plan yet weirdos! I haven’t seen all of the kitchen or the balcony yet!” She said, trying to defend herself.

     “Yeah. Because your head has been stuck in the fridge!” We laughed.

     “Fine. Ok. So my plan for the balcony is to clean it all up and put down granite tiles on the floor and just move out different furniture when you want it. I mean your balcony is HUGE so you could turn part of it into a shed/storage area.” Cat said after we had taken her out there. “As for the kitchen I would go dark granite countertops with stainless steel appliances and a dark cherry wood cabinet.”

     Cat and I had wanted to be interior designers since we were little and designed rooms whenever we could, I honestly re-did my apartment back home like twice a year.

     A/N: Grrr. I am writing and pausing in between loads on YouTube and it won’t freakin load all of my video :(

     “Ok! Lets get shopping!” Zayn said after Cat finished, I was keeping most of my plans a secret. Well. Not really since we were going to shop for the stuff.

     We grabbed our jackets and headed to the store.

     Once we got there Zayn grabbed one of the massive shopping carts and we started walking up and down the aisles looking for kitchen stuff. I mean, we could have asked a worker person but ya know… That’s for losers! Jk. We just couldn’t find any.

     3 hours and 3 trips with a cart back and forth to the car later, we headed back to Zayn’s flat to start painting everything.

     We started on the main area and kitchen so everything got moved into the bedroom and spare bedroom.

Updated A/N: Long time no update! I realized I had written a lot that I hadn't uploaded. There is more so don't dislike the awks ending. Well. g2g upload! xoxo

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