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Which in two models get a photoshoot together. A photoshoot that becomes the beginning of a complicated love story.
A story of how Harry Styles and Thea Lewis grew inseparable, but when you love someone you'd do anything to truly mak...
Six and a half hours later, the plane finally landed in Rome. The clock was 7:30pm in Rome, but back in New York it was 1:30pm, but honestly I think that the jet lag will be fine, since I woke up at four this morning, so I'll be tired pretty easily anyways.
However, when I got off the plane there was a taxi waiting for me, that would take me straight to the hotel, and thankfully the hotel was only ten minutes away, I wouldn't be able to sit still any longer since I just sat on a plane for way too long.
When I arrived to the hotel I thanked the driver and checked into my room, which was beautiful.
I threw myself onto the bed and let out a long sigh, but I swear it didn't take longer than five seconds until someone knocked on the door. I groaned and got up from the bed and opened the door, and I was definitely surprised when I saw who stood in front of me.
Zayn.
"Hi!! Missed me?" Zayn cheered with a big smile, and I couldn't help but laugh.
"Hey! It's great to see you again!" I said with a small smile, still a bit confused how he was at my door two minutes after I first walked inside, but overall happy to see him.
"Right back at ya!" Zayn said as he invited himself into my room. I stared at him as he took of his shoes and sat down on the edge of the bed, oh well. I closed the door and walked over to him.
"So, how did you know I got here?" I asked as I laid down on the bed again.
"My room is in front of yours and I heard you swearing at your suitcase in the hallway, so I decided to be a nice neighbor and wish you welcome to the area!" Zayn teased with a big smile. I laughed and threw my head back on the bed.
"How long have you guys been here?" I asked as I sat up leaning on my elbows.
"We came two days ago." Zayn replied casually. I actually really like Zayn, he's always been very kind to me, which I really appreciate. But I couldn't help but notice how dressed up he looked, he wore grey dress pants and a matching grey jacket, with a white button up under.
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"You look good." I stated with a raised eyebrow, which made Zayn pretend to flip the nonexistent hair from his shoulder.
"You're sweats look immaculate, by the way." Zayn laughed which made me shake my head with a smile. "When will you change though? We have to leave in like..thirty minutes." Zayn asked with a confused look. Oh my god. What have I missed? The event is tomorrow, I knew that, but where the hell are we going tonight?
"Leave for what?" I asked with an unsure tone. He chuckled a little, but when I furrowed my eyebrows his eyes widened as he realized that I wasn't joking.
"You don't know?" He gasped and I felt the stress I've been feeling all day come back.
"Know what? Zayn!" I questioned feeling the panic start to build up again.
