Cover Girl (One Direction Fan Fic.)

Chapter 33

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She sighed in defeat, her body relaxing into my embrace.

"Are you still cold?" I asked, pulling her closer to me.

"A little." She admitted, snuggling further into my arms.

"Drink up then." I smiled, picking up her drink and handing it to her. She sat up a bit, taking the cup in both her hands and sipping. "How bout you dip dye it?" I blurted randomly.

"What?" She chuckled, turning her head to the side as she stared at me.

"Your hair." My face lit up in a grin. "Just dip dye the ends." I suggested. Her face lit up, mirroring my features almost exactly.

"Yes! That would be amazing." She smiled excitedly, taking another sip from her cup as her eyes twinkled.

"You know there is a hair dresser just a few doors down.." I smiled, wiggling my eyebrows at her. 

"Should I?" She continued to grin, looking down at her hair.

"Why not?" I smiled back.

"Let's go then!" She yelled out, her body bouncing with excitement as she jumped up.

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Zayn's point of view.

"It's been half an hour now, I really don't think they are coming." I sighed, slumping down further on the couch.

"You really think Harry was gonna let us intrude his alone time with Ashley?"  Liam asked, pushing  my feet off the couch so he could sit.

"I guess you have a point." I agreed with Liam. "So how are we going to get them home?"

"We could light the house on fire." Louis called out from the fridge as he dug for something.

"No thanks." I called back.

"I guess we just have to wait, they can't stay out there forever."

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 Ashley's point of view.

"OH hunny, your hair is gorgeous!" The man gushed as he guided me to sit in the chair. "What colour are you looking for? Hopefully not dark it is such a pretty blonde.. Maybe a honey blonde.. or maybe a-"

"Dip dye." I cut him short, smiling politely at him as he wrapped the sheet around my neck and buttoned it up.

"Brilliant idea!" He smiled, running a brush through my hair.

"It was Harry's idea actually." I grinned back, glancing at Harry through the mirror. He just smiled back before fixing his hair.

"Well lad, you have a good eye for beauty." The hairdresser nodded to himself, a large smile still stuck on his face.

"That's how I found Ash." Harry shrugged, sending a wink in my direction.  My face turned a deep shade of pink as butterflies rose in my stomach. His eyes met mine as the most beautiful smile crossed his face, both of his dimples appearing as his eyes shone. The hairdresser coughed, snapping us out of the trance.

"How sweet." He smiled. "And what colour are you going for?" He asked politely as he continued to brush my hair.

"Pink." I grinned.

"Oh, how very daring." He gasped, his grin widening if that was even possible.  "Any specific shade?"

I looked to Harry, not really sure. Harry nodded, knowing to step in.

"You've been to the coffee shop down the road haven't you?" Harry asked, shoving one of his hands into his pocket.

"Ohhh. Sophie, the girl with the pink hair." The hairdresser instantly knew the girl we were talking about.

"Yeah, uh, could I have it that colour, maybe a little bit lighter?"

"Of course you can!" He clapped his hands together before laying my head back into the sink. Here we go..