Summer Love

Chapter Three

~ DJ Malik ~

I stirred as I heard chuckling coming from above me. I blinked a few times and sat up. Harry was standing over me trying to hold in his laughter. After a minute a me glaring at him, he started to crack up. “What the hell is so funny to you?” I rolled my eyes as his childishness.

“Look… in the m-mirror!” Harry uttered between laughs. I pushed him out the way and walked to the bathroom and looked in the mirror. I gasped. Harry had drawn all over my face with permanent marker and my hair was sticky with something sweet. “Syrup!” I yelled as Harry fell into the bathroom giggling.

There were long eyelashes drawn on my eyelids, a mustache above my lips, large swirls on my cheeks, a gotye on my chin and a thick unibrow connecting from my left eyebrow to my right. My hair was sticking up in every which direction because of the syrup.

“You little - you better run!” I chased Harry around the room before he made a dash into the hallway. “Help! Help!” He sqealed as I ran after him down the long, spiral stairs. I was running so fast I didn’t see someone walking across the corridor in front of me. I fell onto the person I bumped into.

“You look… different.” He smirked up at me. “Zayn?” I smiled. “Hi.” Zayn chuckled, I couldn’t figure out what was so funny until I remembered why I was chasing Harry. “AHHH!!” I got off Zayn and ran back upstairs and locked my room door.

I turned on my mobile and quickly rung Kyayra. “Hey Kat, what’s-“

“Help me! I just woke up and Harry had drawn all over my face and put syrup in my hair. I started chasing him around the house and then bumped into Zayn, I fell onto him. He said I looked different and kept on laughing. I didn’t know why until I remembered what Harry had done to me. I dashed upstairs and called you! I am SO embarrassed. Oh, I’m gonna kill Harry! What do I do!? Kill him that’s what.”

“Whoa, whoa, whoa. Calm down. Just explain to Zayn what Harry did so he doesn’t think you are a crazy chick.” Kyayra consoled me.

“Oh, like you?” I giggled.

“Yes, like me.”

“Thank you Keke, I don’t know what I would do without you. I miss you so much and I wish I could hug you right now.”

“Me too, girl. Me too. Did hear the news that One Direction announced on Twitter last night?” I rolled my eyes. “Don’t roll your eyes at me.” Kyayra sassed me.

“How did you kno-“

“Oh, I know everything about you.” I waited for Kyayra to start singing as she always did when she said lyrics from one of their songs. “Everything about you, you, you. Everything that you do, do, do. From the way that we touch baby, to the way that you kiss on me. Its-“

“Please tell me that you are no longer singing this about me.” I whined.

“Oh hush, but back to what I was talking about did you see their tweet?”

“No, as if I check their Twitter.” I scolded. “But what did it say?”

“Okay, hold on let me read it to you. Hey Directioners, the boys are going on a two month break, they have worked so hard and deserve it! They’ll be back on tour in the fall. See you then! 1DHQ xx”

I gasped. “No, no, NO!” I shook my head furiously. “Does that mean that Harry will be here for the whole summer vacation? I’m gonna be here for the whole vacation. Oh no.”

“Calm down, it doesn’t mean that. He could stay in Cheshire.” She giggled like a mad person.

“How do we live in Cheshire and you’ve never met him?”

“Well, he lives in Holmes Chapel, we live in Prestbury .”

“But still.”

“How have you not seen him? You’re related.”

“Because I don’t want to see him.” It was true. He had visited a few times but I stayed at Kyayra’s house everytime.

“Well, I gotta go clean this rubbish off my face. Ttyl.”

I took a long shower scrubbing the syrup out of my hair and the permanent marker of my face. After nearly half an hour, I got everything off.

I continued with my daily routine; brushing my teeth, washing my face, doing my hair and so on.

I picked out a pair of white high waisted shorts and a dark blue mesh top paired with a blue floral tank underneath it. I don’t usually wear much make up, but I did a little extra this morning.

After, my incident with bumping into Zayn, I needed to doll myself up. I put on bronzer and foundation before applying eyeliner, mascara and nude lipstick.

I slowly walked downstairs still totally embarassed. “Hi mum. Good morning Nan.” I greeted them with a kiss on the cheek.

“Good morning Zayn.” I smiled extra sweetly at him. “About what happened earlier…” Oh my. I didn’t want him to bring this up. “Yeah. I am so embarassed…”

“I know Harry did it to you and I wan’t to help you get him back. This is what we should do.” Zayn leaned over and whispered something in my ear.

Harry’s P.O.V.

My prank this morning was brilliant. I’m proud of myself. My phone began to ring. I streched over on the bed and picked it up. I didn’t even bother looking at the caller ID.

“Hello?” I uttered as I brought the phone up to my ear.

“Hello Harry. This is Preston. I’m not sure if you saw the tweet but you boys are getting a break.”

I was glad to hear that. More time here, more time to prank Katherine. “For how long?”

“Just like when you boys were in school, you get the whole summer off.”

I was so surprised I jumped up off the bed. “Wait, are you serious? The whole summer?”

“Yes, the whole summer. July and August.” Preston started to explain what I could and could not do.

“Okay, thank you so much.”

I ran downstairs. “Guys, guess what? We all get the whole summer break off. The boys and I!” I yelled, excitedly.

“We know, Zayn already told us.” Katherine rolled her eyes and continued to talk with Zayn.

After we all ate breakfast, Louis called me and said that him and the other boys wanted to spend the weekend here. So I askes my Grandma and she said it was fine. Her house was huge, so it was no big deal. She lived in an actual mansion, she over 10 rooms each with an ensuite. And there was 3 extra rooms in the basement and 2 extra bathrooms on each floor.

“You know when you told me your grandma lived in a mansion, I thought you were joking.” Zayn nudged me.

“Never underestimate Harreh.” My mum and grandma walked by so I quickly caught up to them. “Hey, you know how the boys are coming over? Could we host a party?”

My mum glared at me. “Oh course you can dear.” She squeszed me cheeks. “Just be nice to Katherine. Don’t leave her out.”

“Oh, I won’t.” I sat back down on the couch next to Zayn and told it about the party. “DJ Malik! DJ Malik!” Zayn yelled, fist pumping.