Chapter 1

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*Three Years Earlier*

"Zayn, can you pleeeeeeaaaaaaase get the popcorn?!"

"Why are you so lazy?" he chuckled.

"I don't know. Now go, the microwave is beeping." I answered and commanded all in one.

"Fine, but next time it's your turn."

"Yay!!! You're the best!!"

"I know." he said smiling.

"So what movie are we watching?" I yelled at him while he was in the kitchen.

"I don't know." he answered coming back with the popcorn.

"How about Pitch Perfect?" I suggested. (A/N: Pretend it's from 2010.)

"You know to get into the singing and stuff." I continued.

"Yeah, but that's acapella."

"I do not care!" I said just like Ms. Wade, our English teacher.

He laughed knowing exactly what I was thinking.

"Well? Are we gonna watch it or not?"

"Let's do this!" he said in a deep voice.

"Let's do this!" I tried mocking him.

"Ari, don't ever do that again. Please." he begged trying to be serious, but laughing in the end.

"Shut up!" I laughed while throwing one of the pillows on the couch at him.

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A/N: I know. I suck. This sucks. Oh well. I did my best. Goodbye now.

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