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Ezra's pov.

Oh my. I thought as the door swooshed open to reveal the one and only; Zayn.

"Hello princess, come in" he said as he kindly gestured me to come in.

I felt a heat rising above my pink cheeks.

I followed right beside him like a puppy, trying to figure out where we were heading.

"Be my guest and take a seat, darling" he said as his accent rolled off his tongue.

He lead me into a dining room, where all the boys were already sitting down, ready to enjoy our upcoming fare.

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