Zayn's prov:
"So you say he just left," I say as I tap my fingers on the steering wheel. "Yup," Kaitlyn sighs. Her light brown hair shined in the light of the afternoon soon. The reflection of the light made her hazel eyes appear brown, then green, then brown again. I had her Divergent book, worn from use, on the dashboard of the truck from the last time I had picked her up. A car freshener hung from the mirror.
"He keeps doing this," Kaitlyn kicked the dashboard in frustration, "and I don't know why...Zayn."
"Yeah."
"Do you think maybe Harry is cheating on me? I mean, he keeps looking uneasy arounfpd me like he has something to say, and I'm just no sure-"
"Kaitlyn, I've known Harry for years. And he wouldn't do that, especially to you."
"Yeah, you're probably right."
She seemed to relax at the thought of that, and propping her feet up on the dashboard, she fell asleep. I drive until we get to a gas station, and guess who was there.
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Brown Eyes
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