A/N so I typed this on a laptop instead of my Ipod. it was exciting -Sarah
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I heard a muffled voice and a horrid stench hit my nose.
"Kylie, are you ok? You hit your head on a giant can of red paint, and passed out from the fumes," said a very concerned Harry.
"Are you sure I didn't pass out from how smelly you are?" I snappily replied, "Where's Zayn?"
"He's out saving some girl getting raped. How about we go get cleaned up at my flat?" Harry nonchalantly replied.
Harry and I hopped into his range rover and drove back to the flat. Harry began staring at me, and I started to get a little uncomfortable under the gaze of his orbs.
"Foo, what you lookin' at?" I questioned,
"I just love your lips," Harry responded.
I heard a door slam and saw Zayn carrying a girl, who was very bruised up, bridal style into Harry's flat, all the while, their lips connected, moving in sync.
"Yo Kylie, I found this girl in an alley, and she's gonna live with me. We're breaking up. I feel more connected to Orchid than I do to you," Zayn exclaimed matter-of-factly.
"Zayn, you met Orchid ten minutes ago. How could you do this to me?"
"Sorry. It's over. Plus you look really ratchet in that shade of red," Zayn retorted.
Zayn carried Orchid out the door to our old flat we shared. I started to cry when I felt lips on mine. I closed my eyes and started to move with the kiss, but soon tasted something terrible. I opened my eyes to see Harry sucking my face.
"Eww Harreh you know I think you're disgusting. Go brush your teeth and take a shower. Then we'll talk."
Harry walked excitedly to the bathroom, stripping as fast as he could along the way.
"And shower WELL" I yelled to him from the sofa.
I clicked the TV on. The first thing I saw was the news about how some girl spilled the world's largest paint can over. I facepalmed, but instead of hitting my forehead, I felt a lump the size of a potato.
"You goofball, Kylie, you did it again." I yelled to myself.
I checked my Instagram, only to see the usual pictures of Starbucks drinks. I shut my phone off and layed down for a nap. Suddenly, I was awakened by lips on mine. I smelled a vanilla-ish scent as I moved my lips to Harry's.
"You clean up good," I said as I looked at Harry's jeans, Converse, and grey t-shirt. His muscles were exposed, and I got a good look at his tattoos. " I could get used to this."
"Then date me, Kylie. I've always liked you." Harry stated. I felt myself give in.
"Eh, why not. I mean, it's not like I just broke up with Zayn or anything."
"So It's official? Hylie is finally real?" Harry asked excitedly.
"Yeah, we're dating." I replied.
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A/N Drama :) so yeah. I hope this was long enough for you
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