Native Settlers (Wattys 2016)

Chapter 4

I woke up from the best damn nap I've had in awhile that blunt did me very nicely to say the least. I stretched and did a little porn star moan, that's how good it was, then searched for my phone that was lost in my blankets that have not gotten any action lately and found out it was five in the afternoon, the perfect time to start getting ready for tonight.

I ran into the living room to find Zayn nagging at Harry about how feminine he is which did not slide what's so ever in this house.

"Maybe you're gay that would explain why you're such a fucking prissy." My eyes grew wide while Harry tried not to show how affected he was by it.

"Hey!" I yelled making Zayn flinch a bit, "Who the fuck do you think you're talking too? You think that shit is okay? Not in my house jackass."

Zayn just rolled his eyes and tried brushing it off, I scoffed. This idiot does not think he can get away with that bullshit.

"Harry, get ready for tonight you, me and Sharon are having fun tonight! We are two-thirds done with college and we have one-third left until we graduate get up and let's celebrate huh?" Harry just smiled and nodded his head getting up from the chair.

"Help me with finding something to wear?" 

"Of course pepe, just not those ugly brown boots okay?" I teased

"Hey my mum got those for me," He defended his brown boot and playfully nudged me into the hallway wall making me snort.

Once we got to his room I closed the door and locked it just incase Zayn decided to be a dick again.

"Shit Harry," I said rubbing my eyes from underneath my glasses. "I didn't know he was that much of a dick." All Harry did was nod his head and sigh. "Do you want him to come tonight? Because if not I can make him stay here, he's not invited afterall."

"No, no, no," Harry said shaking his head the mop of loose curls shaking from side to side. "I can't do that."

"Why not?" A frown made its way onto my face.

"We grew up together I just can't-"

"Yes you can," I said cutting him off. "Don't be a pushover, I get it you're in tune with your emotions and I love you for that I wish more guys wouldn't feel so emasculated for it but just because of that doesn't mean you're weak. You got a backbone somewhere right?"

He just nodded and smiled up at me.

"Okay cool, so the next time Zayn says some wack shit I'm not gunna say something that's all you, cool?"

He just nodded again.

"Alright pepe, get ready and tell Sharon to get ready I'll be busy for the next two to three hours," He nodded laughing. "Oh and make sure Sharon doesn't put her hair up in a bun I wanna see those curls free tonight."

I walked out of the room closing Harry's door behind me and made way to the living room where Zayn sat on the couch flipping through channels.

"Hey ass hat," he turned and stared at me. "Get ready for tonight and try not to act like a dick sound good?"

"Crystal."

"Fantastic." I said with a big smile.

I made it my mission to look hot as hell tonight, my bed has seen too many lonely nights and It was getting some tonight. I sat on the floor in front of my gold oval mirror my grandma got me when I was in highschool and lifted my glasses from the bridge of my nose up to the top of my head and squinted at my reflection.

I look twelve without these fucking glasses I'm keeping them on tonight no contacts for me. Makeup didn't go as well as I thought it was but I did manage to make one of my winged eyeliner look kinda similar to the other so that's a start plus my eyebrows looked pretty darn good so what's up.