- Why I'm always the last place for you? Explain to me! What happens to us?- Zayn's shouting.
- I love you Zayn, it's true that these days I don't pay you enough attention, but you know I'm very busy. And if you wonder why I didn't come yesterday. The truth is that I can't stand to see you in such a state. I love you, don't you understand ? - She explained everything and a tear ran down her cheek, but if it was sincere ?
Zayn held her and stroked her blond hair, then kissed her.
- I love you too - he whispered.
Lexie and Harry stood and of course saw that they had reconciled.
Lexie's felt weird, sucks, she doesn't like this Perrie. She looked so fake. Lexie was convinced that Perrie doesn't like Zayn. This thought led her what happened yesterday. Who wouldn't go to her boyfriend, who had allegedly "loves" and was drugged, but to say that you have to record a song? Perhaps she was the reason Zayn to drugging himself. Just she don't understand why Zayn's so attached to her. Saw no reason to love her so much. He was far above her level, at least in the head of Lexie.
They took all the bags out of the car and walked toward the house, past Perrie and Zayn and Lexie said dryly, "Hi, Zayn" He looked at her, told her with a smile and winked. She smiled slightly and Harry went into the house. They went into the living room, and Harry took the dye.
- After Zayn's busy, maybe I'll be able to dye you ? - Harry said with a grin.
- Yes, but I'll wait Zayn. - she smiled. - Tell me what would be my room?
- Right next to mine is free, it's to the room of Zayn, if you want to be there, of course.
- Yeah, well, I want - she said and they go to the room.
They went inside and left all bags on the bed. She opened the closet.
- Harry, start to put my clothes! - she lay down on the bed and waited for Harry to start.
He looked at her strangely.
- You don't think you're going to lay on the bed, and I'll arrange YOUR clothes?
- Mmm .. That's what I thought .. Come on, time is precious! - She said, and Harry sat beside her on the bed.
- Look, honey, I'm not a servant, if you think I'll be your slave, just forget it, if you want this, you know that you will not get it!
- You know what would happen if ..
- Yes, I know! - He interrupted her - Hardly you prefer your old life before this?
She looked at him angrily. He was right, and she too far.
- Okay, there's a deal, but in any case, you lose a lot more than me. - she said quickly.
Earn new phone that Harry bought her and put the new card.
- Come on, will you arrange your clothes, together? - He asked with a slight smile.
- Yeah, come on!
After an hour had arranged all the clothes in the closet, and during that time didn't stop to catch when they were finished she went to the bathroom, but Harry grabbed her waist and pulled her towards him.
- I don't deserve you at least a kiss? - He said dog face.
- Okay, but only one - she blithely and stuck him a dry kiss.
- Not like that kiss!
- Well what ?
Harry grabbed her neck and kissed her hard, passionately, she liked it.
- Let's go downstairs, Zayn maybe freed from that the blond ...- she laughed.
- You go down, I'll come after a while.
He went to her room, and she went downstairs, where it was Zayn.
- Where's Perrie ? - Lexie asked sweetly.
- Up to the toilet shortly will come - he said with a smile.
- Zayn, I'll ask you something, if you want ..
- I'm listening!
- Will you dye me ?
- What to dye ?- he laughed.
- My hair, silly - said of laughter, she said.
- Okay, right now ? - He asked.
- No, after a while - she got up and went into the Harry's room.
- Harry, come down, Zayn will dye me - she bounced.
- Wow, how cool - he frowned, and she continued to drool.
- Come on, we to make a threesome. - and Harry laughed Remembers Zayn yesterday.
He got out of bed and they went into the living room.
Zayn was there, and Perrie watched something on TV.
- Come on, are you ready? - Asked interested Zayn.
- Uh yeah .. So ..
Zayn looked at her.
- What??
- Can you haircut?
- Yeah, come sit on the experienced chair! - Zayn smiled at her with a slight tease in his voice.
She sat on the chair, Zayn took scissors, comb, dyes solvents and started haircutting her, not too short, medium, and then dye her. When she was ready waited for the dye and then went to bathe. She out of the bathroom and dry her hair. Was long to her shoulders and bright red. Looking around, she liked it. Put on your artificial tan, lenses and put some of his new clothes. Short white dress with beige vest, black belt and black high heels. Go to the big mirror. Definitely looked different and she was even more beautiful. Downstairs to the other, and they speechless. Red certainly suited her. Harry didn't take his eyes off her. This girl was hot!
- You're awesome! - Zayn said, while Perrie looked him angrily.
- Thank you - she went and hugged him, so make Perrie jealous - But you are the culprit for this kind Zayn.
- Yes, I'm very good - he laughed.
Harry still silent, staring at her.
- Hey, baby, what's wrong? - She turned to Harry.
- You're ... Beautiful, really awful beautiful! - he said.
She was very happy that Harry told her it, it was nice that he thinks she's beautiful.
- Thank you, Harry - she said and walked over to him on the couch.
She kissed him on the cheek and ran his thin fingers between his. Zanyn looked for one second to their hands which were intertwined with each other and then went to Perrie, who pretended to be angry.
- What's wrong ?
- No, nothing! - She said.
- So kiss me!
- No!
- Ah, so there is something? - Said he was intrigued.
- Let's go to your room ..? - She suggested.
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