"harry edward styles!"
"relaaaaaax!" I laughed running downstairs, back into the kitchen where this whole thing started.
"you're telling ME to relax?" she placed her hands on her hips and glared at me. I stood on one side of the island holding back my laugh. "styles there is flour, egg yolk and chocolate frosting in my hair!" her hands dropped to her sides and began to stomp her feet, whining like a 5 year old.
"I'm sorry" I laughed.
"you're dead!" she jumped up on to the island faster than my mind could process what was happening.
she slid across the top and planted her her feet on the floor in front of me. "now mani let's be rational.." I held my hands up, backing away from her.
"I.." she held up her fist and then dropped it, "HARRY YOU RUINED MY LIFE.."
"what? how?" I laughed at her over dramatics.
"my hair," she pouted.
"it looks delicious" I laughed while wiping a bit of frosting off her nose, "so does your face"
"ugh" she threw her hands up, "it's a mess.. my hair isn't like yours.."
"curly and brown?"
"HARRY!"
"I'm sorry, sorry," I couldn't stop laughing, it's hilarious when she's mad. I mean she's my best friend I'm suppose to piss her off like this. She rolled her eyes and walked away from me.
"aww babyyyy" I trailed after her.
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Normani's POV
"aww babyyyy"
"don't," I walked into the bathroom of our 4 bedroom townhouse. It was Harry, Zayn, Niall, Sydni and I. 5 friends that needed each other to move out of our parents' house.
"you hate it when I call you that don't you..?" he wrapped his arms around my waist and placed his head on my shoulder. I looked at his reflection in the mirror and saw him cheesin' like an idiot. I bit back a smile and looked down.
"aw I saw it, you almost smiled come on, I know you want tooooooooo" he sang. I shook my head and stared directly into the sink. I've known this goofball since the second grade and his smile is still the most contagious I've seen.
"normaaaaaniii I said sooooorrrrry!" he whined.
After looking at his puppy dog eyes in the mirror again I gave in and sighed, "fine.. i guess it's okay.. I needed to get my hair done anyways"
"ooo by those hareejeb people?" his eyes lit up. I didn't bother correcting him after he pronounced jauregui completely wrong.
"you mean Lauren and her family?"
"Lauren..." he sighed, "that girl is soooo.."
"harry!" I pulled his arms off of me and he fell into a fit of giggles, "can you not talk to me about how hot you think one of my best friends is? I'm not Niall or Zayn sheesh.." I rolled my eyes.
"sorry mani, I'm sorry" he continued laughing like a maniac, "it's just we've been friends for so long i thought.."
"no no no!" I cut him off, "you're right, so let's talk about Liam and his big.."
"MANI!"
"what? I was going to say biceps.." I laughed and walked into my room. As usual harry followed and made himself comfortable, not that I mind. Like I said we've been friends since the second grade and we've had this apartment with the others for almost 7 months.
"can I please come with you to the hardee house?"
"it's jaaaaureeeguuuuii" I stretched out the pronunciation.
"whaaaateeeeveeer," he mocked me, "can I come? please?"
"you need to stay here and clean up that mess you made in the kitchen before Syd gets home from work, you know how she is about being clean and stuff." It was true, Sydni hated a dirty house. She was basically the mom of the house even though she was the youngest.
"UGHHHHH" he stormed out the room, "this is all your fault you know? being all cute and shit" he yelled from down the hall. I shook my head at his comment seeing as it made no sense.
"who pushed a stick up his a- whoa.. what happened?" Zayn leaned against my door frame. Although I only see Zayn as a friend I will never deny how attractive he is.
"this?" I pointed to my hair, "harry happened." he nodded, understanding what I meant, Harry and I making a mess or fighting was normal in this household.
"ahhh, cupcake fight?" he brushed some flour off my shoulder.
"nope just regular cake.." I laughed.
"did you guys burn it?"
"no it was safely taken out of the oven before all of this happened" I gestured towards my messy hair and everything.
"thank god..." he tried to hold in his smile but it slipped out. I caught myself staring before I cleared my throat and turned to my dresser.
"so I heard you guys saying something about lauren.." zayn continued a conversation.
"yeah. I have to go to her house so she can fix this..." I rolled my eyes.
"you mind telling her i said hey.." he rubbed the back of his neck nervously. Lauren and Zayn definitely had a thing for each other, it was obvious. I just wish they would act on it.
"or you could come tell her yourself?" I smirked while looking through my drawer. If I turned to look at his face I know his cheeks were probably red.
"uh.. I can't. I have to hit the gym" he forced out a laugh.
"okay zayn.." I turned and smiled at him, "I'll tell her"
"thanks.. oh and good luck with.. uh.." he gestured circles around my head.
"thank yoooou zayn," I laughed and closed the door behind him.
HEEEY SWEETS! I'm super excited for this story and like I said in the other ones, everyone's American annnnnd um yeah that's about it for this first authors note thingy, ALSO I haven't made a cover for it yet so bare with meeee! love you guys lots and lots and lots<3 love, bri
