Chapter Twenty-Two

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I feel like i haven't written in a bajillion years i'm sorry! but yeah, here's 22! enjoy :) xoxo

Chapter Twenty-Two (Harry’s Perspective)

“Harry! Lucy! Let me in!” Zayn calls from outside the hotel room door. Lucy and I have been warm and cozy, cuddling for the last hour. Not even saying much, just enjoying the presence of one another.

Why?” I groan, burying my face into a pillow. I don’t want to get up. Even though it’s like, almost three in the afternoon.

“Just let me in!” He shouts, banging on the door. Lucy giggles and slips from my grasp to go open the door.

“Hide me!” He gasps, shoving past her and searching frantically for a spot around the room.

“From who?” She laughs, closing the door again.

“Liam! He’s trying to make me go shopping with him! I don’t want to go shopping!” Zayn whines, finally slipping into the closet without closing the door behind him.

“What’s so wrong with shopping? That actually sounds kind of fun. Lucy, want to come with me?” I ask.

“When do you want to leave?” She replies, grinning.

“When is Liam leaving?” I ask Zayn, who is now completely out of sight behind Lucy’s suitcases.

“In like, twenty minutes? I think?”

“Let me get dressed then!” She exclaims, running over to her suitcase and pulling out some clothes. She is about to start changing at the foot of the bed, but then remembers that Zayn is in the room. Or I am. Both of us? I’m not sure what she’s thinking, but nonetheless she ducks into the bathroom.

“So you two are together now, right? Like officially?” Zayn asks from behind the suitcases, his quiff poking out over the top of one.

“Yeah. Yeah, we are,” I affirm, a smile breaking across my lips. Just the thought makes me the happiest man on the planet. Zayn reveals his entire face and grins at me.

“Congratulations, mate,” He says, eyes twinkling at me.

“Thanks.” I’m so glad that he supports our decision. For a while I didn’t think Liam or Louis did. “Are you sure you don’t want to go shopping with us?”

“Nah, I’ll stick around and draw some. I haven’t gotten much of chance to lately. I miss my spray paint, I have to make do with sketching until we get home for summer,” He chuckles. Suddenly there is a knock at the door and his eyes widen before he crouches down low again and disappears from view, yet again.

“Harry! I know you’re in there, you’re not in your room! Lucy! Do you two know where Zayn is? I want to go shopping!” Liam calls.

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