Chapter Twenty-Nine: Watch the Boobs! Watch the Boobs!
Zyla's POV
Despite what the boys said, I open the top window of the limo and stick the upper half of my body through the opening.
This is my first time in America and I intend to savor every single moment.
Grinnig, I notice the cameras clicking and flashing and I make sure to smile and wave.
May as well give them what they want.
"Zyla scoot!" yells Harry.
Groaning, I scoot over as Harry shoves his way up.
"Watch the boobs! Watch the boobs!" I yell, holding my hands against my chest as Harry's elbow knocks into them
"Oh shit sorry," says Harry. "But they're huge so you can't blame me."
"Oh sorry for hitting your head," I say elbowing him in the face. "Your ego's just so big. You can't blame me"
"That made no sense."
"Your face."
Harry rolls his eyes.
"So I'm pretty sure the paps caught the picture of you touching my girls."
He shruggs and waves (like a queen).
"Let em say what they want."
"What if they say you're a raper?" I ask teasingly as I lean.
"Maybe I AM a raper," says Harry wiggling his eyebrows.
"I really hope not," I say. "Because then I'd have to turn you in . . . which doesn't sound too bad. At least I'd get rid of you!" I smile brightly.
Harry rolls his eyes, and pretends to look offended.
"You're so mean to me!"
"No one gives a f-"
"WE'RE HERE!" screams Harry in my ear.
"OW!" I say.
I'm gonna be stuck with this lunatic for like, a week.
Yay me.
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Fanfiction©Copyright Batmans_Girlxx Aprilish 2013 BOOK ONE IN THE "First Chance Spent" SERIES It's crazy how in one single moment your life can change. Just like that. That's exactly what happened to Zyla Parker. One moment, she was a normal girl, with norma...
