Miss Matched

Chapter 9: Shorty And Airhead

Chapter 9

"How's your day love?" I ask Jill as she entered our room

She smiled then sat beside me by the bed "It's fine by the way, Why are you back here so early? Shouldn't you be with Zayn?"

I made an I-don't-know expression at her but she nudge me in the elbow and gave me a sharp look

"Have you been nice or did you just fight all day?" she asks me

"Surprisingly... We didn't" I replied with a grin

"You didn't?..." she asks surprise "... What? What happen? What did you do all day?"

I lay back down at the bed before answering her "Nothing. We just talk for a while then he left and I went back here"

"Admit it! Admit it, I'm right! " she exclaims triumphantly

"Right about what?"

"That  Zayn's nice"

I rolled my eyes at her but she just laughs at me

"What else happened?" she asks reaching for the apple on the bed side table

She was about to bit it when I yank it out of her hand. She was startled

"Don't eat this... Um- you can't eat this"

"Why?"

I handed her the apple and showed the written message on it's skin. Jill's eyes widen then, her lips pulled up into a widen grin. She pinches me in the cheek

"Aw! Hey! What's that for?" I ask Jill

"You and Zayn! You're finally getting along"

I shook my head then chuckled at the sight of Jill jumping up and down

"Enough with Zayn. Tell me about your day with Hazza"

"No no no! I wanna hear more about you and Zayn. What else happened?"

"Nothing else happened.." I don't know why but a cheeky grin spreads across my face "... But he did apologize for what happened earlier"

Jill let out a loud squeal then poke me in the cheeks

"You like him" she says

I shook my head "No I don't"

"You totally do!.. " she says at the top of her lungs ".. You've had a huge crush on him like forev-"

I covered her mouth with my hand

"Shh!.. Don't ever tell that again. That was like years ago"

Jill giggled as I remove my hand from her lips "I'm telling you. You like him"

"No I don't. So, How's Harry?"

She fell silent and sat beside me "He's fine"

"Fine? Harry Styles is fine? That's an understatement" 

Jill chuckled

"We'll... He's like.. like.. like himself?"

"What is Harry Styles' like?" I ask her

"Well he's something... A British gentleman"

I laugh "A British gentleman? Seriously Jill?"

"What?.." she grinned "Well How would you describe Zayn?"

I bit my lip. How would I describe Zayn? "An airhead?"

"Still an airhead?"

I sighed "I guess... A much nicer airhead?"