Loving You is Hard, Especially When I Hate You.

First Rehearsals and Fresh Starts.

SO SO SO SORRY I HAVEN'T UPLOADED IN FOREVER!!!

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CHAPTER 3

I hate hangovers. But luckily I have never really had a horrible Hangover, it's just loud noises are a bitch.

But what I hate more is not know how I got home. Or how I got in bed.

I got up walking to the kitchen to find Zayn sitting eating breakfast.

“GOODMORNING SERENA!!” he shouted. I was taken back by his shouting and stumbled backwards hitting my head on the doorway.

“ouch! Shit Zayn, don’t do that!”

“you deserve it.” he grumbled.

“look I’m sorry, okay? I just really needed to get some air.”

“and some air you mean stumbling in at 2 in the morning?”

I smiled sheepishly. “sorry.”

he sighed. “please just tell me you wont do it again?”

“I’ll try, but no promises.”

He chuckled rolling his eyes. “ so you and Liam seemed rather cozy together.”

“what?”

“well you did stumble in with him. You guys were pretty much best buds.”

I cringed. Best buds? With Liam? No. drunk me is just getting really weird these days.

I sighed pulling out a bowl and getting some cereal. “Zayn.”

“save it I already know you don’t like the boys.”

“what?”

“you may be able to hide your emotions from others but I’ve known you since we were in diapers. It’s not that hard to read you.”

I flopped down in the chair across from him.

“Rena.. I may not know why you don’t like them… but please? For me? Just try to get along with them?”

I sighed. Zayn was the only one that could ever get me to do something I didn’t want to do. He was the one that got me to audition for the position at Pineapple studios (I’ve heard that name a lot and I’m guessing they are pretty big so if you know anything about it you can inbox me or something J ) and so I guess I owed him for that. It was the least I could do.

“fine. But I don’t think Liam and I will ever be friends.. Ever.”

He sighed. “and I thought you two would be the closest.”

I gave him a look.“what do you mean?”

“well… you guys have so much in common. It’s crazy really, it’s like you too are the same person.”

“I would rather die than be him. Besides we have nothing in common.”

“no no you do you just don’t see it yet.” I rolled my eyes and got up going to take a shower.

I put on my Dance clothes

(her outfit- http://www.polyvore.com/serenas_dance_outfit/set?id=44967521)

And walked into back into the kitchen.

Because I don’t have my license yet Zayn has to drive me (I know he doesn’t have his license just go along with it ;) )

We drove in complete silence for the entire ride only listening to the music coming from the radio. When we got to the studios he stopped the car and turned to me.