Hey, my delightful wattpaderinos! How's life? A long chappie this one (or so I think)
2 chapters in 2 days *pats self on back*
Enjoy!
+ comments are motivation to upload so the more y'all comment, the faster the update!
+ Harry's POV in this chapter!
WARNING: cuteness overload! Your feels will be all over the place. (or at least mine were)
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Zoella's POV
I woke up to buzzing in my ear. I rolled over and pried one eye open to see what was making the noise.
My phone.
I grabbed the vibrating phone off the bedside table.
"HAY GURL HAY" louis' voice rang.
"Louis!" I snapped. "it's 7 am why have you woken me at this unearthly hour!?"
"who are you talking to?" a Cheshire accent was distinguishable.
"only your lover."
"what!?" Harrys voice sounded, suddenly more alert.
"yes Harry, I'm talking to Zoe."
I then heard movement and muffled shouting.
"Zoella, don't believe this twat!" Harrys voice came through the device."I don't know what rubbish he's been telling you."
"he hasn't told me anything yet." I said, amusement evident in my tone.
"...oh.."
"HA!" I heard the Doncaster boy chant in the background. "HA HA HA HA!"
"it's Louis again!"
"never would have guessed" I replied, my voice dripping with sarcasm.
"oh piss off! Anyway! We, by we i mean Hazza here, were wondering weather you wanted to come hang out."
"Uhh yeah sure."
"YAAY! okay, come by our complex in 20 minutes!"
"Louis... Are you gender agnostic or something!? I'm a girl, there's no way in hell I'll be ready in 20 minutes."
"eugh fiiiinnnneee. Is an hour sufficient?" he asked, putting on a posh accent.
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I stepped into the bathroom and curled my toes due to the cold tiles.
The warm water dripped down my arms and into the cuts. I screamed in pain. I'd forgotten to put a band-aid on it.
"shitshitshit." I mumbled to myself as soap trickled into the cuts as well. I squeezed my eyes tight, waiting for the pain to go away.
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I had no idea what we planned on doing, so I opted for dark wash skinny jeans, a black blouse with a white Peter Pan collar and a Sleeping With Sirens hoodie.
I combed out my long, ombré hair and twisted it into a top-knot on my head. I looked at myself in the mirror.
"my hair looks like a giant dog turd." I said to myself.
I pulled out the pin (A/N PULL THIS PIN, LET THIS WORLD EXPLOOODE omg I'm sorry) and watched as my hair cascaded down. I looked at myself for a fraction of a second before deciding to leave it down.
I put on my beloved red converse and began walking in the direction of their residence.
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