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Chapter 18

Chapter 18

Zaylin Matthews

"I still can't believe I just did that," I said as we sat in the minivan.

We were driving back home to the bungalow. I smiled. I liked calling the bungalow that. Home. It was my home.

I was sitting between Niall and Harry in the very back. Liam and Zayn were sitting in front of us in the middle. Louis was sitting alone up front, driving.

"In all honesty, me neither," Niall admitted.

"We all kind of had a small panic attack when you announced you were dating Zach," Louis piped up.

"Oh, yeah," I said. "I wonder how I should break up with him?"

The only person not staring at me was Louis, and I'm sure if he could, he would. I laughed at their expressions.

"I was kidding," I said. "If Zach didn't get the message from my small make-out session with Harry, I don't know how he will."

"I'm pretty sure he did," Liam said. "Anyway, same living arrangements when we get back home?"

"Yes," Louis said, the same time Harry said, "No."

"Hey!" Louis shouted. "I am NOT letting Zaylin sleep in your room, Harry! I may be on team Harlin, but I do not trust you."

"Team Harlin?" Harry echoed, confused. I laughed.

"You don't have to worry about us, Louis," I reassured him. "I can take care of myself."

"What if I can't trust you, either?"

"Pull over at the nearest dollar store," I ordered. It must've sounded pretty random to everyone else, because they all stared at me again.

"Why?" Louis asked.

"So I can buy a rape whistle."

"Yeah, Zaylin can take care of herself," Zayn conceded as Niall nearly lost his voice from laughing so hard.

"Hey!" I realized. "What am I going to use for clothes? Unfortunately, all of my things are going back home to America in the airplane, so the only things I have left are in my carry-on."

"Hmm," Harry hummed thoughtfully. "You can borrow my clothes." He smirked. I nodded, smiling up at him.

"Yuck," Louis mumbled.

"Coming from the guy whose favorite word is 'boobies'," I reminded him.

"Don't get us started on that again!" Louis yelled, and we all laughed.

"Okay," Liam said in his thinking voice. "Zaylin will be wearing Harry's clothes until she goes out and buys some new ones. She will also be staying in Harry's room--"

"That was never determined," Louis protested.

"Louis, come on," I complained. "I'm not your real biological sister. Just let me go."

"Nope," he said, shaking his head.

"Fine!" I snapped. "Then I'll just sneak into Harry's room while you're sleeping and have sex with him as loud as I can!"

"How does that help your argument?" Zayn asked as Niall started laughing again.

"It doesn't, really. It's just a threat. Louis can't control me."

"Can to," he retorted. "I will chain you to the floor."

"How about this?" Liam offered. "Zaylin sleeps on the couch."