Chapter Thirty One

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A/N: My chapters are so boring, :(

Zoe's POV:

"Take a sad song! And make it better!" I belted out, running a hand through my soaking hair. I opened the bottle of shampoo, applying a generous amount to my scalp.

"It's not me, it's not you, there's a reason. I'm just tryna read the signals I'm receivin'. Like a stone on fire can ya feel it?" I sung as I lathered in the soap.

"I don't know about you girl but I believe it." Someone cracked the door and sung. Since there were five guys in the house and sometimes more, it would probably be a good idea to start locking the door. Covering myself up and turning around, I sighed.

"Who is it?" I yelled over the stream.

"It's Louis, I just heard you singing and I wanted to-" He began to open the door more.

"Don't come in!" I yelled, frantic. He closed the door a bit more.

"Party pooper." He teased.

"There is no party, now leave so I can rinse the conditioner out my hair!" I hissed. I heard the door click close and I laughed. I finished my shower quickly and wrapped my towel around myself. I plugged in my blow dryer and began dressing myself in plain clothing until later tonight.

Blow drying my hair, somebody knocked at the door.

"What?" I yelled over the air.

"I have to pee!" Harry groaned.

"There's three other bathrooms, Harry." I rolled my eyes.

"B-But!" Harry protested.

"Nope." I said, and scrunched my hair. I heard his loud groan, and he stomped away. I finished my hair, and smiled at my reflection. I would put makeup on when I got dressed.

"Zoe, we have to leave for an hour, I'll be back soon." Louis said as I exited the bathroom. I sighed, but nodded. He gave me a kiss goodbye, and dashed down the stairs. I decided to clean the whole house while he was gone, which I probably wouldn't be able to finish within an hour.

I made sure Honesty was settled in the room before starting on Louis' room. I picked up all of the clothes he seemed to never wear, and hung them up in his closet, making sure to neatly fold up and put them exactly right, knowing even though Louis wouldn't clean it, he would complain about it.

I went down the hall and into Liam's room since my room was fairly clean. I began picking up random articles of clothing, thankful none were dirty. Making his bed, a metal item dropped to the floor. I decided to wait until I was finished with the bed until I retrieved it.

When I bent down to get it, I furrowed my brows. It was a slightly bent spoon with the bottom a bit melted and pure black. I pursed my lips, and shoved it in my pocket for further examination. I then moved back down the hall to check on Honesty before finishing my cleaning.

I ended up cleaning everything besides the third floor which I had never actually seen. Half of the rooms were empty, and I saw them pointless. All in all, Harry's room was the worst, especially since all of the clothing were disgustingly dirty. Niall's was next, and he had makeup brushes, oddly. I had also found an amazing Nerf Gun collection in the game room. I would say the cleaning went very well, seeing as I found out many things about my roommates and secret places in the house.

"I'm doing nothing with my life." I sighed as I cut the television on. Honesty crept down the stairs and joined me. Nothing better than watching telley with your daughter.

"Mommy, did you go to college?" Honesty asked. I wrapped my arm around her tiny shoulders.

"No, I didn't. I didn't even finished Secondary School properly. Why?" I explained.

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