Arabela's POV:
We all had our ears pressed to the door to Harry's room as Louis and Eva talked. And by the way Eva's voice quivered I knew she was crying. I felt bad for her because I've always known how much she loved Louis, and it was a stupid choice because Veronica warned her about what would happen. We quickly pulled our faces away as we heard Louis walk into his room and shut the door. Harry glanced at me and then Zayn and he went to go talk to Louis.
"Come on Farah, I've got to show you something in my room." Zayn said casually pulling her along before she could say anything. I looked his way and he flashed a cheeky smile before closing the door. I went out into the Living room to watch some TV when I was flipping through the channels I saw on TMZ a picture of Liam and Isabel at the movies all surprised about getting caught making out. I looked at the surprised face Isabel had and I doubled over falling onto the floor in laughter.
"What's so funny?" I heard from behind me. I pointed to the screen unable to talk. Harry came closer, took one look, and we were both on the floor laughing.
"Why do we find that so funny?”
“I don't know." I said bringing myself up to the couch.
"Hand me the remote please?" I asked. He smirked.
"Never!" he said. I waited a little while before I quickly reached my hand over to steal the remote, Harry was too quick.
"It's on!" I screech and I leap onto him. Soon it's almost like a full on wrestling match before I successfully stole the remote. I grinned at him flipping through the channels.
"You got lucky this time." Harry said smiling. I raise my eyebrows.
"Oh yeah?"
"Yup."
Just before I was about to tackle him, we heard loud noises coming from Zayn's room.
"Let's investigate!" he whispers. I nod my head and we crawl really close to the door. That's when we hear the bed squeaking and heavy breathing.
"Oh my god!" I say trying to keep my voice low, and I scramble away to the couch.
"Ew!" Harry shrieks.
"I am really going to make fun of Farah about this..." I say putting my hands to my face. The image that keeps coming to my mind of what's going on in there won't leave me alone.
"Wow that just paints a vivid picture in my mind..." Harry said with a shudder.
"I know." I say. We look at each other and we're laughing again. In a couple of hours of sitting on the couch watching shows and joking around, we ended up making out on the couch and falling asleep, and I knew that I was in love
Farah's POV:
I was pressed against Zayn's bare chest that morning when I woke up. I shifted in my bed remembering what had happened last night. I smiled and turned toward him. I was cold because I had only a bra and a thong on.
"Zayn." I whispered. He opened his eyes and looked down at me and smiled cheekily.
"Morning beautiful. Let's do stuff together, just you and me."
"Yeah, ok." I said slipping out of bed and going into the shower.
"I'm coming in there!" I heard from outside the door. I opened it so he could just see my face.
"Your funny!" I said closing the door. I heard him laugh. After my shower, he needed to take his, so I changed and headed into the kitchen. As soon as Arabela saw me she burst out laughing. I looked at her like she was crazy.
"Um...good morning..." I said cautiously. It caused her to laugh even more.
"If you're gonna laugh at me you might as well tell me why." I said sipping my coffee.
"Let's just say you like to scream." She said stifling her laughter and scampering off into Harry's room. I had to think about it for a while until I got it. I laughed as Zayn came out. He walked behind me and smacked my butt. I smiled turning him around and pulling him into a big wet kiss and spinning back around. I decided that Harry would probably make fun of him for last night, so I didn't say anything.
"Whoa, what was that for?" he asked.
"Last night." I said with a wink.
