After I was done with the single, I had gotten changed, but oddly my skinny jeans wouldn't get on. I hopped around the room before realizing that the pants I had just forced on was not mine but Fraya's pants. So here I was jumping around the room like crazy, trying to get on a fourteen year olds pants. I sighed and tried taking them off but failed to all hell.
"Winter? Are you ok?" I heard Louis knock on the door.
"Er no! Do you think I can borrow pants, and a belt? I got my little cousin's skinny jeans by mistake." I asked him, I heard a sigh then a few minutes later another knock came.
"Here, can I come in?" He asked.
"Yeah come on in." I said, he opened the door and threw the pants and belt onto the bed.
"It looks like you're bum is about to exploded out of those!" Louis gasped looking at my pants.
"I know!" I whined. "Could you help me get them off?" I asked awkwardly.
"Sure." Louis laughed, on three we both pulled on the pants. After a couple tries we finally got them lose, I took the other pants with the belt and walked into the closet then got changed fully.
"Hey Lou." I said coming out.
"Yeah?" He sighed.
"Can you tighten my bra strap?" I smiled.
"You're like a five year old. I shouldn't be doing this stuff. We are not going out." Louis sighed as I turned around, he lightly tightened my pink brastrap and I slipped my shirt back on.
"Thanks Louis." I smiled then ran out of the room and down the steps.
"Explain what I just saw when I walked past you're room!" Harry demanded to me.
"Oh nothing. I had some clothing things I need help putting-" I had gotten cut off by him
"Back on?" Harry scowled at me.
"What? Oh you thing Louis and I were...." I trailed off. Harry looked hurt, majorly hurt. He looked at me then walked off, leaving me confused. As much as I wanted to run after him something else caught my attention. I noticed Zayn was outside on the front porch.
"Zayn?" I asked walking outside, Zayn hid something behind his back. "You're really still smoking?" I asked. He sighed and pulled the cigarette to his lips, when he puffed out he looked at me.
"Yeah. I wanna quit but still." He said. I stared at the pack of cigarettes, like I said I smoked for three months but then my coffee addiction took over and it was enough for me to quit. If Zayn knew I stole his pack that got me started he would flip. I stared at the pack Zayn was smoking, I wanted to take one so bad.
"Zayn." Niall said popping his head outside.
"Hm?" Zayn said putting out the cigarette.
"Harry wants you." Niall said opening the door fully for Zayn, Zayn followed Niall leaving me outside. I quickly reacted by grabbed the lighter and a cigarette and lighting it. I put it into my mouth and put up my hood.
"Might as well take a walk so I don't get caught." I puffed the smoke out and started to walk around the neighborhood. I started remember the day I had my first puff as I inhaled the smoke. It had been three months before the boys left for their tour. I had been at their house watching a movie with them when Zayn had gone out for a smoke. I excused myself to the bathroom and lightly climbed upstairs, I carefully looked threw Zayns room opening every draw in till I found a lighter and a six pack then opened the window and began smoking. It hadn't till the day the boys left I had quit.I had always wanted to smoke. I was always around people who did it one through fifteen my mom smoked, then Bell did, and Zayn did also. Bell was to over protective to let me try to smoke and I knew Zayn would never let me in a million years so that was my only choice. Stealing. By the time I was done with the flashback I flipped the bud onto the street and crushed it. I walked back, hoping the boys didn't see me leave.
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