"You know you are inlove when you don't want to fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams." - Dr. Seuss

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"What the hell ?" Zayn glared daggers at Harry. "Fuck Harry you know you ain't allowed in my sister's room." Zayn added pushing Harry out. Relief dawned onto me.

"What were you doing anyways ?" Zayn asked.

"I was here looking for you man then the house was empty so I came up here to ask where you were." Harry lied with ease, he kept smirking at me each time making me blush.

"You know damn well I wouldn't be in here." Zayn said pushing him out. "And Zaneh for once be tidy for fucksake, your bed is unmade and pick up your panties. Now you have Harry walking into such a mess and open your windows...what kind of a wife will you be." My cheeks flushed crimson.

"Anyways you won't believe the shit that happened today, i met this blonde-" Zayn's voice was fading as they went downstairs, i couldn't be more relieved. I wanted Zayn to find out I was fucking his best friend but not now or like this.

I slumped my body on the bed feeling relieved and tired. I turned to my left then I felt even more embarrassed my panties laid right there beside my pillow. That's what Zayn meant to say before I could have any further thoughts my phone started ringing. An Australian number on the screen, it couldn't be Walter because I had his numbers saved.

"Hello ?" I answered hesitantly.

"Hi." A squeaky voice that I thought I recognised.

"Whom am I speaking to ?" I asked politely. 

"It's Viola-" then everything seemed to click.

"Hey how are you ?" I smiled absent-minded.

"I'm good, I'm sorry I stole your numbers from Wallie's phone." Her accent was much deeper than Walter and I found it cute.

"Wallie ?" I couldn't help but laugh.

"Yepp but he offen scolds me when I call him that." She giggled.

"It's a cute nickname actually." I added.

"Hey Zaneh, I heard 5sos is in Los Angeles right now !!!" She screamed like any other sixteen year old fan girl would.

"Urgh fuck unfortunately I don't stay in LA."

"Well have you listened to some of the songs, i suggested ?"

"Yes I did, i really like heartbreak girl, Don't Stop, Voodoo doll oh but mostly jet black heart." I had recently checked them out after our last Skype session. I really enjoyed talking to her, she was pretty cool and we understood each other. She was like the younger version of myself ; loner.

"Oh my goodness did you also check out Amnesia ?" She practically screamed.

"Yes but I wasn't feeling it. I like loud and not the lovey dovey songs that make me think about my feelings." I headed towards the bathroom and stripped of my clothes, i really needed to have a warm soothing bath so i laid my phone on the basin, listening to everything that she had to say as it was on loud speaker.

"Then I told him that I wasn't ready but then I think he is kind of mad at me now..."

"You should dump him, he's an arsehole." My voice echoed from the bathroom.

"I know but he's my first boyfriend and I don't want to lose him." I sat inside the bathtub with bubbles and lavender essence it was refreshing.

"Does Walter even like him ?" I curiously asked.

"No he hates him."

"Brothers always have an instinct, so if your brother doesn't like him then maybe he knows something that you don't since he is also a guy." I explained.

"You are probably right, does your brother hate Walter ?" She asked and I wasn't expecting it.

"Uhm no i don't know and it doesn't matter either. I meant good brother's have instincts and my brother isn't exactly the best in that category." I laid my head back staring at the ceiling as the lukewarm water engulfed my body into relaxation.

"He isn't ?" Harry opened the door giving me a fright.

"Viola, i will call you later." i ended the call as soon as she said it was okay.

"Harry, you can't just budge in here like that ?" My body was covered by the bubbles but it's not like it was anything new he hadn't seen.

"I'm sorry." Harry apologised but a smirk still on his face.

"What do you want ?" I grumbled.

"I'm hurt, i feel used." he held his right hand close to his chest.

"Go away Harry !" I rolled my eyes.

"What I mean to say is I'm fucking hurt because I just realised you only use me for sex." He leaned against the door frame.

"No, i don't." I rep(lied).

"Okay so you don't want to go out with me, you never ask for anything else except for what's in my pants yeah go figure ? you don't even get jealous when I want you to be." He sounded more than serious and his green eyes had a shade darker, he honestly looked vulnerable.

"I don't know what you want me to say." I frowned.

"I want you to give this a chance." He said softly walking towards me.

"About the date-" He paused. "My mom is hosting a party and I need a date so..."

"If you wanted a date you could have just asked." I mumbled, i could feel the water slowly turning cold.

"I want a real date Zaneh. I want us to tell your brother about this, i want you to be my girlfriend and I want to introduce you to my mother." He grabbed the shampoo as he slowly washed my hair. There was something different, i couldn't figure out. It was silent as he washed my back giving me the most intimate gesture, i was scared scared scared...

Scared because the so called feelings I had buried were slowly finding their way back into my heart.

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