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"Good." they say as I go down the steps.

"Shut up." I say.

"We are helping sarah." Zayn kindly said.

"I know."

"I'm hungry wanna get something?" Laila ask.

"Sure." I say and plump myself on the couch.

"Mehican?" Zayn ask in an accent.

"I want Amurican." I say back.

"Amurican it is." Laila smiles.

"I'll drive." I offer.

"No I will." Zayn says.

"Why can't i drive?" I tilt my head in confusion.

"Umm," he looks at Laila. "we wanna be nice." Zayn smiles.

I take a short nap on the way and feel an thump then we come to a stop.

"Oops." Zayn says biting his lip.

"What?" I rub my eyes.

"I hit the curb." he says.

Laila laughs.

"And you said you can drive." I smirk.

"Shut up." he says not looking my way.

"Dairy Queen?" I raise an eye brow.

"I like it." He says.

"Ok, I guess."

We walk inside of the modern Dairy Queen.

"I'll go order, what do want." Laila asks Zayn and I.

"Number 4." Zayn answers "with a water."

"Number 7 with a coke." I say.

"Ok then." she smiles.

She tells the cashier what we all want and gets our drinks. She comes back and sets the drinks In front of us.

"Thank you." i smile.

"You welcome."

I hear the door swing open. I look to see who came in. I may not know them, but this time I did. It was Troy. I try to hide myself but he sees me.

"Hey Sarah!" he walks to me.

"Hi Troy." I dont try to make it sound like I don't like him but I accidentally do. he sighs.

"I'm sorry." he apologizes.

"It's ok." I shrug.

"How's life?" he shoves his hands in his pockets and rocks back and forth on his heels.

"Okay. You?" I say

"It's going good."

"How is Harry?" I break the silence.

"Uhm, I don't take care of him but I can ask a doctor if you'd like." he suggest.

"Laila, your food is ready. Laila." the cashier calls.

"Thank god." I mumble under my breath.

I get the food instead of Laila.

"Laila?" he ask.

"Well, no. but I'm getting the food." I explain. He looks at me like I'm growing a foot on my nose. I sigh and grab the tray.

"Foods here!" I tell Laila and Zayn.

"Yes!" Zayn rubs his hands like a villain.

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As we get in the car Zayn puts the keys in the ignition. I sigh and lay my head back.

"Tired already?" Laila turns back to me.

"A little." I sigh.

"You sigh a lot." she says.

"Yep." I smile. she laughs and looks ahead.

"Do you mind if we go to our house?" Zayn ask, looking at the road.

"Yeah that's fine." I yawn.

"Ok."

The rest of the drive is quiet. Zayn pulls into the driveway and takes out the keys. Zayn and I get out and wait for Laila to unlock the door. She unlocks it and I walk in.

"Sit down." Laila kindly commands.

"Ok why?" I say confused.

She sighs, looks at Zayn then back at me.

"We're getting married!" they shout at the same time.

My mouth flies open.

a/n: sorry for the hang off. I needed to update bc ily. BUT OML 500 HUNDRED FREAKING READS?!?! WHAT!??! THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU!!!!!! THATS HALF OF 1k SO WOW HONEY. BYE I LOVE AND THANK YOU SO MUCHH.

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