Losing a Winning Battle

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Gerards P.O.V
After an hour Sylvia is still in the shower. Worried I knock on the door. "Hey er- Sylv, you almost done in there," I call through the door.

"Eep- yea," I hear a splash afterwards. She probably spaced out again.

After 15 minutes she gets out wrapped in a towel, her hair dripping wet. Her cheeks were flushed and she had a weird expression. She goes back to the bathroom after grabbing a skirt. After a minute she comes out wearing my hoodie and a skirt. The hoodie is halfway unzipped to reveal a lacy black tank top. 

"How was your shower," I ask teasingly.

She looks me dead in the eye and says, "fine I think. I was too busy napping in the tub." Then she blushes and looks away.

I just shrug and grab some soda from the fridge. When I turn around I see Sylvia trying to tie her shoes. Although she kept untying them, and she seemed a bit flustered. "What are ya doin," I ask kneeling down.

She mumbles angrily, "trying to tie them like yours." I look down at my shoes and notice the two perfectly even loops. 

I laugh and say, "here- lemme do it." I swiftly grab her laces from her and begin tying them. When I'm done I hear a small gasp and see a bright smile on her face. I look down at her other dirty torn shoe, the one she tied, and notice she just knots her laces and tucks them into her shoe. Does she not know how to tie her shoes? I smile and try to hold back laughter as I redo the shoe she tried to tie.

I walk outside with Sylvia close behind and the boys are already waiting for us. "Where to first?" Ryan asks.

Frankie types something into his phone then says, "wanna go window shopping for some clothes?"

All the guys just shrug, but when I glance at Sylvia I see a small glimmer in her eye. She wants to. I smile and say, "sure. Sylv you wanna?"

She looks up with a small smile, then nods and blushes turning away.  "So it's settled, lets goooo," Frankie says taking Sylvia's hand and skipping along. Sylvia giggles and begins skipping down the sidewalks as well.