Chapter 8// Ew a bra!

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"No, gross." Harry mumbled, wrinkling his nose.
"Oh come on, Elmo and Cookie Monster are adorable!" Louis exclaimed.
"No, too overdone."
"Yeah, you're right." Louis admitted.
They continued to look through the racks, and finally, they gave up, sitting outside the fitting room, waiting for Zahra and Niall to come and meet them.
"I don't know what to do." Harry said, "Maybe we ARE too old for costumes."
"What! Really?"
"I don't know, there's just no good costumes."
"Then we can make our own costumes."
"No we-Hey that's actually a good idea!" Harry cried.
"Yeah, Niall's the blonde one, I do sometimes have good ideas."
"Niall's not a natural blonde." Harry laughed.
"WHAT!"
"Yeah, he has brown hair."
"Woah. Maybe I am the dumb one."
"So the costumes?" Harry laughed.
"Sorry, I got sidetracked." Louis said quickly.
"You seem to do that a lot."
"What? What do you mean? I don't have ADHD." Louis said quickly.
"You have ADHD?" Harry said, eyes widened.
"No. I just said I don't, Jesus, you don't listen, maybe YOU have ADHD." Louis muttered.
"Louis, I don't care if you do, a lot of people have it."
"I only have mild symptoms." Louis said defensively.
"So? I still like you."
"Like me? What are we, 10?"
"On a scale of 1-10 yes, yes we are."
"Holy shit that was perfect."
"Thank you, I have my moments." Harry laughed.
"I HAVE AN IDEA!" Louis said suddenly.
"What? For costumes?"
"Yeah! Do you like Little Rascals?"

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"I am NOT wearing that." Niall said quickly, "There's too many sequins."
"Oh. Well how about this? It's Prince Charming."
"Hm, it's not pink, no sequins, no sparkles. Sure."
"Yay, now I have to find a princess costume." Zahra sighed, shifting through the racks.
"No."
"That's not even a dress!"
"Weird."
"AH!"
"That is SO inappropriate." Zahra cried.
"Disney would not approve."
Niall whispered.
"Oh, here's one, not revealing." Zahra shuddered.
"What girl would wear that?" Zahra said.
"Um, a sl-"
"Hey that's a mean word."
"You're you would wear that?" Niall cried.
"If I had a nice body, yes, I would."
"You do have a nice body."
"How would you know? You've never even seen me."
"Well I know you're beautiful."
"Ugh, stop saying that."
"Stop denying it."
Zahra turned, giving him a smile, which made everything worth it.
"Come on. I have to go try this on." She squeaked.
"Okay, we have to go meet Harry and Louis at the dressing rooms anyway."

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"Finally, you're here, took you long enough." Harry yelled.
"Shh, I'm trying to concentrate."
"On what?" Niall asked, sitting next to Louis.
"Flappy bird."
"Oh please, that's so old."
"Shut up, it's fucking fun."
"Okay, I'll go try this on." Zahra said, pulling the curtain open and stepping in.
She pulled it close, but didn't wait for it to close completely before stripping out of her clothes.
The three boys looked up to see her in nothing but a bra and underwear, her back to them.
"EW A BRA!" Harry and Louis cried.
"HOLY SHIT!" Zahra screamed, pulling the curtain closed.
"Did you see anything!" She screamed, pulling the dress on hurriedly.
"WE DID!" Harry and Louis cried.
"I don't care if you did, you guys like dick, Niall?"
"Um, no, I-I don't think so." Niall said, shifting in his seat.
"Oh, thank god."
"Niall what's wrong with you?" Louis said, smirking.
"Nothing. What do you mean?"
"Something wrong?" Harry smiled, catching on.
"Fuck you guys." Niall mumbled, standing up and going to the bathroom.
Zahra came out, the pink dress flowing.
"Does this look good?" She asked shyly.
"You look like a princess." Louis smiled.
"Thanks, that's kind of what I was going for." She laughed.
"Hey where's Niall?" She asked, noticing his absence.
"He was um, having some issues." Harry smirked.
"With his Irish gold."
Louis laughed.
"What?"
And that just sent the two boys into laughter yet again.

At the check out line, Zahra and Niall payed, and waited for Louis and Harry.
"What?" Zahra asked, as Niall adverted her gaze.
"Nothing."
"You saw me in the dressing room, didn't you?"
"Yeah." Niall admitted.
"Oh." Zahra laughed nervously.
"Yeah. Oh."
"This doesn't change anything, right?"
"No, except, please, never say you don't have a nice body again. I've seen the proof." Niall mumbled, his lips ghosting over Zahra's ear.

Louis and Harry stood in line, but Harry went sidetracked, looking at blood pens.
"Hi, I'm Hannah." The cashier said.
"Um, cool I'm Louis."
She handed him the receipt, but not before dragging her hand across his.
"Um, oh look, there's your phone number."
"I get off in 15 minutes." Hannah said flirtatiously.
"Oh....." Louis said, eyes widened.
"Ready to go babe?" Harry said, throwing his arm over Louis's shoulder.
"Um..yeah." Louis smiled, playing along.
He took the bag from a stunned Hannah, and walked out, winking at Harry.
"Kiss me." Harry whispered.
"What?"
"She won't believe it unless you kiss me." Harry said quickly.
"I-" He was cut off as Harry pressed his lips to his.
Louis froze, throwing his arms around Harrys neck, moving his lips against his.
"Do we have to do that too?" He heard Zahra say.

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