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OMGG so I was listening to Diana (One Direction) and eating cheesecake, it was the greatest ten minutes of my life. Just thought I should share that with who ever reads these things. 😂👏🏽

Holy shit, did you guys hear PILLOWTALK. (Zayns new effing song)?!? I have no words.

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"After is the next fifty shades of grey." Lacey informs me.

"I still don't see why you're using my phone to read smut." I groan, bringing my burrito up to my mouth. I left out early this morning and went home to clean up, then swung by Sonic and bought breakfast.

"Because I have no idea where my iPod went. Plus, it's not considered smut." She retorts swiping to the next page on whatever app she was using.

"Whatever." I sigh and turn up the volume to the tv show with my hand that wasn't holding my bacon burrito.

"I never thanked you for that ice-cream." She says after a little while.

"Your welcome." I say smiling.

"Any plans you had for today?" I ask throwing my trash across the room and making it in the bin.

"Nope. What about you?" She asks.

I think for a minute, "what about we go see that Danny kid." I had to admit I was curious. Another person to keep us company might be healthier for Lacey, but I have no idea about these things, so who am I to say anything.

"Oh yeah. I forgot about him." She says raising up and throwing my phone at my chest.

I subconsciously mutter an 'ow' by habit. I always do that even if I'm not hurt.

"Slave, follow me." She states with mock authority.

"Must you call me that?" I ask annoyed.

"Shut the fuck up." She says rolling her eyes walking out the door with me on her tail.

"Do you have any idea where he even is?" I wonder aloud as we twist through halls that reek of Lysol and alcohol wipes.

"No, but it can't be that hard to find him." She says and stops in front of a door. As soon as she opens it, it's closed again.

"My virgin eyes!" She whisper screams slapping her palm over her eyes.

"What did you see?" I ask frowning.

"Don't ever watch someone give an old man a sponge bath." Is all she utters and walks away shuddering after putting her hand back by her side.

"I'll take your advise." I chuckle not even wanting to imagine what she saw.

"Ok I feel like this is the one." She sticks her tongue out her mouth (I had to stare for a second) as she concentrates by trying to hear what's going on inside the room.

"That's rude, you eavesdropper!" I exclaim and she slaps her fingers over my mouth. I sigh and lick her hand trying to disgust her, but she doesn't move. So I try to do it again just in case she hadn't felt it or something.

"I know my entire body is sexy but if appreciate if you'd didn't make out with my hand. I don't want to burn it, I still have use for it." She whispers and goes to knock on the door.

"I'm very sorry, Lace." I say sarcastically after ripping her arm away.

Suddenly the door is thrown open and we fall in the door way. It wasn't in slow motion or anything, we simply splatted against the cold green and white tile groaning in pain. I sort of felt bad for Lace because I may or may not have fell on top of her during the fall.

"Jesus, you guys are loud. I suggest you learn how to whisper properly." I look up to see a guy around my age agitatedly staring down at us.

"Sorry about that," Lacey says grinning and looking up, "but I'm Lacey and this is slave." She points at me.

"My names actually Zayn." I stare pointedly at the girl sitting beside me. She had maneuvered herself out of my grip and stood up quickly, holding her hand out.

He takes his time shaking her hand, a little too long.

"Well! I'm glad we had this talk but me and Lacey have to go-" I get cut off by Lace.

"No we don't. All we have been doing is eating." 

"And reading smut." I say aloud making sure I got my word in.

"Exactly. I think we can afford to get to know this guy. After all he is going to be spending a lot of time with us. Might as well get him accustomed to our... ways." She chuckles a bit at herself.

"You mean our extreme weirdness and slight creepiness." I correct her as she smiles looking straight into my eyes.

"Yeah."

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It's short, I know. I'll update soon tho I promise.

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