It's been a week since I saw Zayn but I've been haning out with the other boys a lot since I met them. I've had stronger feelings for Harry but I have a feeling he doesn't like me.
"Hey how did your big theatre scene go?" Fifi asked me in our room.
"Good I guess. Mrs. Mabre didn't seem impressed but the other teachers did." I replied.
"Well at least you did good. Mrs. McAnthony gave me a C-. I didn't use any shading or texture so she basically failed me!"
"That's why I like Mr. McAnthony. He's nicer. And in wood shop if you don't know how to do something, he'll do it for you."
"I know. But she's different. At least I have something to take my mind off it." Fifi said the last part excitedly. She got off her bed and walked to her cupboard.
"And what would that be?" I asked setting my English book on the bed as I stood up.
"A date." She pulled out a blue and white striped dress.
"With Matt?" Fifi nodded. "Ooh. Fifi's gonna get it on!" I teased. Fifi rolled her eyes and playfully smacked me.
"Shut up and do my hair and make up." She pushed me out of the way.
"Bitch." I mumbled.
"I heard that!" Fifi yelled from the bathroom.
"Good!" I yelled before standing up and walking to the bathroom.
HARRY'S POV
"Just do it lad!" Louis yelled handing me Zayn's phone.
"But what if she rejects me?" I said sitting on the stairs that lead to the kitchen.
"She won't Harry, and if she does, well then I'll get her!" I glared at Louis. "Kidding." He said dialing Dylancie's number. He put the phone up to his ear. "It's ringing!!" Louis scream whispered and handed me the phone.
"No, Louis I can't!" I said and threw the phone back at him.
"Yes you can!" He threw the phone back at me.
"No!"
"Yes!"
"No!"
"Yes!"
"What?" Someone answered harshly.
'Speak' Louis mouthed.
"Um It's Harry." I said.
DYLANCIE'S POV
I was in the middle of straightening Fifi's hair when my phone rang. We both turned and looked at it. Zayn....
"Gimme the phone." Fifi said and walked to the bed. She put it on speaker.
"What?" She spoke harshly.
"Um. It's Harry." Harry said.
"And Louis!!" Louis yelled.
"Oh! I'm sorry. It's just the caller ID was Zayn's so...." Fifi handed me the phone and walked to the bathroom.
"Hi Harry." I said sweetly.
"Hey Dylancie. I was wondering if... You'd um... Well... Do You..."
"He wants to ask you out on a romantic date and he's gonna charm the hell out of you and then he's gonna get in your pants." Louis interrupted.
"That sounds flattering Louis." I giggled. "But yes Harry. I'd love to go on a date with you." Fifi started smacking my arm and jumping around the room.
"Great. Well I have to go or else Zayn is gonna kill us but I'll text you from my phone. Bye!" The boys yelled 'bye' at the same time.
"Oh my God! You're going on a date with Harry!" Fifi yelled while jumping on her bed.
"That makes two of us going on dates... Now get your ass in the bathroom so I can finish doing your hair and make up."
"Fine." She jumped off her bed and skipped to the bathroom.
HARRY'S POV
"Bye!" Louis and I yelled.
"You did it lad!!" Louis cheered.
"Really Louis? 'Then he'll get in your pants?" I repeated.
"Well it would've taken you ages to ask her out." I opened my mouth to say something but I heard Zayn.
"Where's my phone?"
"Shit!" I threw the phone at Louis who was standing in front of the door. He moved out of the way and it hit Zayn. "It was Louis!!" I yelled and pointed at Louis.
"No! It was Harry!" Louis yelled and pointed at me.
"Well would you look at the time..." I said looking at my clockless wrist. "It's past my bed time." I said and started walking towards the door but Zayn stopped me.
"What did you do, Styles?" he asked.
"Nothing. Night!" I said and walked to Louis and my room.
