If We Were A Movie(Liam Payne)

~Chapter Thirteen~

Ava's P.O.V.

"Rose hurry up! Mum is going to murder us for taking so long." I yelled up the staircase, making my voice echo through out the house.

"Alright geez. Calm down Avie." Rose shouted from her room, where she was currently trying to find the perfect outfit to wear over to Zayn's house for dinner.

To say she had a small crush on Zayn was an understatement. Ever since Zayn and I met many years ago, she always drooled over the tan skinned boy.

I sighed heavily as I realized she wasn't coming anytime soon, and ran up the stairs to help her.

"Just wear this, Zayn likes the color red." I winked at her, as I threw a red long-sleeved dress her direction.

"Shut up." She blushed, before heading to the toilet to change.

She stopped as she reached the door, before running to give me a hug.

"I've missed you Ava." Tears welled up in my eyes, as I hugged my sister close. I nodded, holding her tighter.

"Me too Rose, me too."

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"Don't you look nice Rosie." Zayn complemented as he brought us to the dinner table.

I nudged her, making her roll her eyes.

"Thanks Zayn." She commented shyly, before running off the find Zayn's sisters.

"And you miss Ava Claire look ravishing." Zayn twirled me around, making me giggle.

"As do you Zayn Malik." I replied with a giggle, curtsying at Zayn.

"Mum cooked your favorite. I swear she likes you more than me." He pouted.

We walked towards the kitchen where I am guessing to find Tricia.

"That's only slightly true." I ran after completing my thought, knowing Zayn is going to try to tickle me for saying that.

"Your going to pay for that Claire."

"Not if you can't catch me Malik." I giggled as I ran out to the back of the house to see it was snowing.

"Zayn look." I squealed as I felt the frigid snowflakes land on my skin.

My black tights didn't help block out the cold, but I didn't care. I loved the snow.

"Got you." I was suddenly lifted off my feet and spun around, before being placed back on my feet.

"Now I'm dizzy." I complained, holding my hands to my head.

"Good." Zayn smirked.

I slapped his arm, before sticking my tongue out at him.

"Meanie." I muttered, making him laugh slightly.

"Come in for dinner you two." Tricia called from the doorway. "It's just like old times." I heard her tell my mum as they walked inside.

"I'm happy to be home." I sighed, walking swiftly to the door, trying to get out of the cold as soon as possible.

"Me too, but I'm hungry so hurry up."

"Alright, alright." I laughed, before running inside, my heels clicking against the tile floor.

"Zayn, Ava, sit will ya?"

We hurried in our seats, collecting as much food as our plates could hold.

"So Zayn is Perrie in London?" My mum asked, trying to make small talk.