Alli' s POV*
Bella seems to be acting different since her coma, and I think I'm the only one who's noticed. She wears different clothes and even does her makeup a little darker than usual. Brianna says she did this once, but never this bad. She also told me about her middle school years and what she went through, but she had Louis, so I don't see why she would do this.
"Ally, what do you think of this?" Zayn said as he stepped out of the bathroom. He's been in there for ten minutes to fix his hair.
"It looks the same as it did ten minutes ago," I said looking up from my phone. He frowned.
"No, I fixed it. It shouldn't look the same!" he said walking back in. I laughed and went back to my phone. I clicked the Twitter app and scrolled through the useless hate from two or three fans until I found a Tweet from Harry.
Harry_Styles: Being ignored by Chasity. Don't think this can work itself out so...
And I gasped but then realized that Harry was the one who turned me in to the Lab Corp. so I had nothing to do with that jerk. But, Chasity was my family, and I cared about her too much for that heartless jerk to hurt her.
If he breaks up with her, she'll be devastated and probably depressed.
"How about now?" Zayn's voice rang. I turned around again and gave him a thumbs-up. His pearly teeth flashed as he smiled.
"So, Ally, now that the Bella crisis is over... What about looking at some flats?"
I opened up his laptop sitting on the coffee table and said opening a new tab, "Already ahead of you."
I pulled up the picture and location of the flat I had my eyes on as he sat beside me with an arm around my waist.
"I like it. It's exactly for two people, you know, until we decide to get a house. It has a nice kitchen, a big bedroom, a guest room, and two bathrooms. Plus, we will be sharing the backyard with nice neighbors. What do you think?"
He narrowed his eyes at the location.
"Well, it's only a few blocks from the studio. It could work. I like it."
"Good, because I already told the landlord we said yes."
"What?!"
I looked at him.
"Well, I knew you would like it, so I went ahead and rented it for the month."
"So smart," he said with a smirk.
"And hungry," I stated.
"So am I," I heard a familiar Irish accent come from the bottom of the stairs. He put his phone back in his pocket and headed to the kitchen.
"Sandwich or pizza?" he asked.
"Pizza, please. Don't microwave it, I can do it."
"What about you, Zaynster?"
"Same, but microwave mine."
"Okay."
I shut the computer and sat with Zayn on the couch. Everything was quiet, except for the eerie noise of the microwave from the kitchen.
Suddenly, the door opened and Ashlinne's American Accent rang, "Everybody, I'm here!"
Niall came in and handed us our pizza.
"Hey, Ash, want some pizza?"
"Don't mind if I do," she replied.
"Let me get it for you," Niall suggested. Ashlinne turned him down.
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