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by stxrlightharry

by stxrlightharry

A while later I'm standing in the kitchen with Martin, ready to make pasta bolognese. "Hmm that smells good." Dave says as he walks into the kitchen a few minutes later. "It makes me hungry." He says. "Good because It's almost ready!" I say as I make the table ready. Martin is putting the lettuce in a bowl as we both sing a long to the spotify list that Martin put on. "Wow Em I didn't know you could sing, you sound ama..Oh." As he walks in the kitchen, Justin stops talking. I look up at him. "Oh sorry, thought you were Emma." He says.

"Oeh that was close Justin!" Dave says as he points a knife towards Justin. "Martin watch out you creep!" I yell. "You could've killed me." I look at him with furrowed eyebrows. "Wow for a second there I thought you were having Justin's back. But sorry Han. I didn't realize how close you were standing next to me." He says and pulls me into a hug. "I'm still alive, so It's fine." I say and hug him back. "Yeah too bad." I hear Justin whisper.

"What did you say?" I pull myself out of Dave's grip and turn to Justin. "Nothing?" He says with an innocent face and shrugs his shoulders. "Too bad Bieber, I heard what you said. Glad to know what you think of me." I say with a fake smile. "You guys shall I remind you of the one week alone?" Martin says from behind me. I sigh and turn my back to Justin. No way I'm spending a whole week alone with that guy.

"Han this is delicious!" Dave says as he slurps his pasta. "Have you never learned how to eat properly?" Emma says with a sigh. "Sorry!" Dave yells as he quickly slurps his last piece of pasta in to his mouth.

"You know, this pasta tastes exactly the same like my special made pasta." Jackson says. I feel my cheeks getting pink and look at my plate to focus on my pasta. "Han! You stole my recipe?" He laughs. "Sorry! I just like your pasta so much I couldn't help it!" I say as Dave, Martin, Emma, Jackson and I all start laughing.

I look in the corner of my eye to see that Justin is looking bored as his food. "I thought you liked pasta, Justin?" He looks up. I look to the other boys to see them giving me a warning look. "What, I'm just asking a normal question?" I say in defense and turn my head back to Justin. "Is something wrong? You're not eating." I say.

"I just think Jacksons pasta tastes better." He mumbles.

"Glad you like it honey." I tease him.

I know damn well that he just doesn't want to eat the pasta just because I'm the one who made it, but he doesn't have choice. "Oh by the way, we still have some more pasta left, so if you want more, It's in the kitchen." I say to Justin with a smirk.

Yes, I am so teasing Justin without saying a word that isn't acceptable. Aren't I great?

Later that night I'm sitting with Emma in our room. "Why do you always have to stang Justin?" She asks. "Because I don't like him." Is my simple answer as I shrug my shoulders and cross my legs. "Can't you just act like you like him? You may not say mean things, but you would irritate him." She says. "Em, he's doing the same thing to me." I say. Emma sighs. "I know, I know. I just thought that if you just tried to be nice to him, that he would do the same?" She tries. "Believe me, he won't. He just doesn't like me and I don't like them. Nothing can change that." I shrug my shoulders again.

There are few minutes of silence, when Emma suddenly asks. "Do you have feelings for him?"

I furrow my eyebrows. "Are you sick or something?"

"No. What? It's possible and would explain why you're so mean to him. Because, like, maybe you're ashamed for your feelings or something." She says. "No Em. I don't have feelings for Justin. And the reason I'm being mean to him is because he's mean to me. Simple as that." I say with a calm voice. "Now can we stop talking about Justin? We're on a vacation and have the biggest room of the house. Let's not ruin our time by talking about him." I say as I smile and stand up from the bed.

"You're right. How about we change into our pajama's, make some popcorn and watch a movie?" Emma smiles.

"Sounds perfect." I say as I walk over to my suitcase to get my pajamas.

"Han, Hannah, Hans? Wake up! I need you!" I hear a voice whisper in my hear. I moan a little and slowly open my eyes to see Jackson standing next to my bed. "What's wrong?" I ask with a sleepy voice. "Come with me or we'll wake Emma." He whispers. "Do I have to?" I moan. "Yes you have to." He says as he pulls me out of bed. "Calm down! I just woke up." I whisper with another moan. "Don't be such a baby and just come with me." He says as he grabs my hand and brings me to the living room.

"What is so important that couldn't wait till I would wake from my beauty sleep?" I say as I sit down on the couch. "Shh don't talk so loud." Jackson says as he sits down next to me. "C'mon what is it?" I say as I turn to face him and see him having a huge smirk on his face.

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