True love is forever

Chapter ~ 9

"There is nothing I would not do for those who are really my friends. I have no notion of loving people by halves, it is not my nature."  

― Jane Austen, Northanger Abbey

- Viviana -

"Louis it's all over my face!"

I scrunched up my face and grimaced as the drips of dye rolled along my cheeks.

"Oops sorry!" Louis took a cloth and dabbed my face while Harry laughed at me.

"I don't know why you agreed to let him do your hair babe?" Harry smirked, scrolling through his iPod and putting on some weird indie song no one had heard before.

Number twelve: Dye my hair a crazy, impractical colour.

The five of us were sat in the garden of the boys villa, Scantily clad in shorts and sleeveless tees. Today was the hottest it's been since we got here and as usual we were making the most of it by drinking beer excessively. The hair dye idea was decided this morning when Louis came into my room and began jumping on my bed. Man did that boy have a lot of energy.

After the whole Airport fiasco I told the boys about my list (but not the real reason) and they agreed to help me with it. Since that day four days ago they've become more like brothers to me than ever before. We went to an amusement park: number thirteen, played laser tag: number three, had a Star Wars marathon: number thirty four and of course number twenty three, I got my tongue pierced.

Harry hated it however, he said there was less room for his own tongue but I thought it was cool. It Made me feel seriously rebellious and I know My dad will hate it.

"Bubblegum pink...you scared?" Zayn sat at my feet, looking at the back of the box while Niall sat beside him, fanning himself with a rolled up magazine.

I grinned "Nope! I can't wait actually"

I was excited to dye my hair. It was something I'd always wanted to do but when everyone went through the phase it interfered with my cancer treatment. I remember sitting in Fray's living room staring at her bright blue hair and smiling politely because I didn't want to tell her I was extremely jealous.

"Okay Darling, you just have to wait fifteen minutes" Louis imitated a gay hairdresser and tied my hair into a very bad high bun.

"Hmm.... Just enough time" Harry smirked pulling me into his lap and kissing me intently.

The boys groaned.

"C'mon the rest of us haven't gotten any action in weeks, leave it out" Niall moaned.

I smiled into Harry's kiss and pushed him away whispering in his ear "later"

Harry and I hadn't exactly been that physical it was mainly kissing. A few times things got heated up and I'd push him away because to be frank, I didn't want it to just come on me, I wanted to prepare for...it. I assumed he knew I was a virgin because he didn't get angry when I pushed him off, he'd just awkwardly walk off to 'get a drink'.

"Okay c'mon Viv let's wash this out?" Louis said interrupting my thoughts.

I quite enjoyed the revelation of my new hair. Louis purposely wrapped my head in a turban so I could whip it off dramatically and have everyone gasp at me, which is exactly what happened. I laughed at them and then posed for a picture with Louis, my wonderful hairdresser. I then sent a picture to my aunt Paola and she replied with a picture of my mother looking horrified. For some reason, that made me like it even more.

"Ok so what's next on the list?" Zayn asked clapping his hands together.

I perked up and grinned at them "actually, I've got something planned for this evening" they looked at me intrigued "Just meet me outside the villa at half six and look nice please!"