normani's POV
he's home.
i looked out the window and saw the car pull up. so much for waking up early and going to the airport.
"normani!" lauren called upstairs.
"coming!" i shouted and walked into the bathroom and brushed my teeth before walking down the steps.
"ah there she is," zayn smiled at me from the living room.
"good morning zayn," i laughed.
"yeah yeah yeah miss 'i'll be up don't worry'" he jokingly rolled his eyes.
"hey, sleep is very important okay," I defended myself. he shook his head smiling at me when I noticed neither harry or lauren were in the living room with him.
"where's.." I began but zayn cut me off.
"kitchen," he grinned before lying back on the couch and closing his eyes.
I slowly shuffled my fuzzy socks into the kitchen to find lauren and another figure with their backs turned to me.
the other figure was obviously harry but his hair. there's no way i would've recognized him in a store or on the street if I happened to be walking behind him.
I cleared my throat a little and his head snapped up, he turned around with a smile on his face.
"manibeaaaaaaar," he held out his arms and walked towards me.
"hey," I said muffled into his chest. we hugged for a while, but that was expected. we missed each other.
"wow," he stepped back and looked at me, "you haven't changed a bit,"
"really?" lauren scoffed, "because her ass has gotten huuuuge."
"laaaaaauren," I whined and looked at her.
"what? it has." she shrugged and skipped out of the kitchen with a wink.
"and I see lauren hasn't changed either," harry laughed.
"yeah not really, no filter jauregui will be here forever." i shook my head with a smile, "but you.. your hair."
"my hair? look at you miss blue," he grabbed the ends of my hair and twirled it around his finger.
"oh my god me dying my hair is nothing compared to you becoming the male rapunzel,"
"oh come on it's not thaaaaat long," he looked up and ran his hand through it.
"oh please, you could probably make a bun with that thing,"
"hmm haven't tried that yet, I'll have to test your theory later for dinner," he smirked.
"dinner?"
boy he wasn't wasting any time.
"yup, a family dinner,"
oh.
"to celebrate me being home, you can invite anyone you want. friends, dogs, imaginary friends," he laughed.
"sure thing, I'll just get my long list of friends and call them all up," I said sarcastically.
"hey maybe even ashton can come with," he walked towards the fridge and grabbed a water bottle, "only if he wants and if you want him too of course,"
"oh yeah sure, I'll.. um.."
"HARRY!" zayn called from the living room saving me from firsthand embarrassment.
"this is a formal dinner so make sure you wear something pretty,my pretty," he walked over and kissed me on the cheek before yelling back at zayn, "COMING!!!"
