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ugh zayn's so damn cute i waNT TO BURN MYSELF DKKDJDNE.
okok ill let cha get to the chapter now.

-zayns baby momma ((-;

-not edited too lazy lol
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zayn was currently at his apartment. harry also happened to be over at his apartment but he was in the restroom probably taking nudes because come on lets face it, harry is the type of person to take nudes of himself and then later delete them. but if he wasn't taking nudes he was probably taking a shit because of how long he was taking. zayn was in the kitchen trying to find something to drink since they both just got back from football ((soccer fyi)) practice not long ago. liam who shared the apartment with zayn was with the other boys who stayed practicing even though practice was over. they were practicing extra all week because of championship coming soon. both harry and zayn were exhausted so they decided to go home.

he grabs a cold water bottle from the fridge and lays on the couch. he takes out his phone and see's a private message from jackie.

jacks back: yo malik

he quickly replies back.

zayn :) : oh hi jackie (read)

zayn hears the bathroom door open and as he was about to sit up to go take a shower harry puts hand up telling him to sit down.

"bet zayn" harry said walking to the kitchen to snack on something.

"what bet?" zayn asked confused.

"the bet i was telling you about during practice shit head" harry rummages through the cupboards.

"you were serious" zayn laughs.

"fuck yeah i was" harry throws a plastic cup at zayn's head.

"what the fuck!" zayn rubs his head.

the bet they were talking about was for zayn to kik cora. they were both at practice today and harry made a bet that if he made a goal from mid field zayn had to kik cora, no hesitation. zayn agreed because last time he checked harry couldn't even score, because he would always dance on the field like a ballerina and not even try scoring. but seems like harry was practicing a lot to be able to make a perfect shot from the mid field.

zayn groaned and opened his phone. he tapped the app 'kik' and typed cora's kik username to chat with her privately.

zayn :) : hi cora (d)

harry came up from behind zayn and smacked him behind the head. zayn turned around and slapped harry. harry fell to the floor being the dramatic harry he is.

zayn then helped harry up and when he did he was making his way to the bathroom to take a shower. when he was about to open the door harry told him to stop.

"I would wait a little longer before you go in there" Harry cheekily smiled.

"fucking shit harry! why do you always do this!" zayn groaned and fuck he wished he has two bathrooms instead of one.

he made his way back to the living room and sat beside harry who was now furiously typing on his phone with a stupid smile on his face.

"what's up with you mate?" zayn questions.

"just telling jackie that the plan worked, and that now she owes me because she thought i wouldn't be able to put you up to it. but I did so now she owes me" harry explains.

"what the fuck harry" zayn says.

"well if i never made the bet with you then you wouldn't be talking to your girlfriend privately right now" harry says.

"she's not my girlfriend and she hasn't replied back" zayn informs.

"she isn't your girlfriend yet.. but she will soon" harry smirks.

zayn rolls his eyes and checks his phone and there it was, a kik message back from cora. he smiles and slides his phone to read the message.

aye cora: hi zee (read)

zayn :) : hows everything going? (read)

aye cora: not so good actually.. still sick /: (read)

zayn :) : awh im sorry. hope you feel better xx (read)

aye cora: thank you. (: (read)

harry quickly took zayn's phone away from his hand and read through the messages.

"wow malik you're boring" harry laughs.

"what am i suppose to say!" zayn throws his head back.

"be romantic" harry smiles.

"why" zayn furrows his eyebrows.

harry ignores zayn and starts typing away on his phone. zayn hears the typing and goes to take his phone away from the curly lad's hands but it was no use because by the time he took it away harry sent the message.

zayn :) : cora I like you, and I know that we may not know each other in person but it feels that I do. and wow I want to make things work out between us. hope you feel the same xx (d)

"harry!" zayn tackles harry.

"what zayn you clearly needed help letting that out!?" harry laughs and laughs.

"I didn't need your help dumb ass!" zayn yells.

"you'll thank me sooner or later" harry laughs.

zayn gets off of him and goes to his phone. he checks if she read it yet. she hasn't it was still at a (d). zayn started typing saying it was harry and that he was very sorry for that. but before he even had the chance to hit send, cora replied.

aye cora: I feel the same way. (read)

aye cora: woah fuck i mean yeah I like you too malik. (read)

zayn couldn't believe it. he started at his phone screen then quickly turned to the curly lad who was on his phone again typing.

"harry" zayn leans into harry.

"what the fuck do you want" harry says playfully.

"she said she likes me back, she feels the same way" zayn smiles.

"I told you, you would thank me sooner or later" harry sighs.

"fuck you" zayn turns to his phone screen and quickly erases on want he was going to say and types a new message.

zayn :): really you do? (read)

aye cora: yes zayn really.

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aWH MY ZORA HEART.

who ships zora? I do lol. but hey thank harry for sending that text lol.

im suppose to be studying for my biology pap test for tomorrow but I ended up writing this chapter so be happy lol.

pUN/CORNY JOKE TIME?

what does a nosey pepper do?

get jalapeño buSINESS.

HAHAHA.

ok gotta go study now //:

byez

-lilly

p.s pls vote ((:

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