"Darling?"
"Hmm?"
"Should I go blonde?"
"What?"
"Should I go blonde?"
"Umm, no. Wouldn't it attract attention to you?"
"No, not really. You think so?"
"Yeah, I feel it's a bit of an attention grabber. Everyone notices a hot blonde. What about light brown?"
"Hmm, I guess. . ."
"Ha ha ha!'
"What's so funny?"
"I don't think I've seen you so confused over something as trivial as hair color; it's refreshing."
"I'm just trying to alleviate some of your worry. If I change my appearance, I'll be less likely to get caught. And I'll lay low for a while. . . if you want."
". . ."
"I like it when I can bring a smile to your face. . . it's so bright."
"You know I can't handle your compliments."
"Which is precisely why I'll never stop darling. Now, come help me dye my hair."
"What? You already bought dye?"
"Yes, I had Louis get several colors because I couldn't decide and neither could he. Not that I'm surprised, he's a mess."
"I'm not sure I'll be of much help."
"Then be my emotional support."
"Uh huh. . . or I could just laugh if you go bald."
"I'll still look devilishly handsome."
"Cheeky bastard."
"You love it."
"Now, you're just being cocky."
"But you already knew that about me, darling."
". . ."
"Roll your eyes all you want. . . it won't change that I'm right."
". . . whatever. . ."
". . ."
". . ."
". . ."
"Yuck, that smells horrible. . ."
"It is quite. . . strong indeed."
"Are you sure that isn't too much?"
"I watched several videos online; I could be doing much worse."
"How long does it say it has to sit before you rinse it?"
"About thirty minutes. I'll wait a day before I actually dye it. I hate putting this many chemicals in my hair."
"Ha, so you'll actually be blonde for a day? That'll be interesting."
"I'm really starting to think you have a thing for blondes. First you called me a hot blonde, and now you're interested in this blonde fantasy version of me."
"Who said I was having fantasies?"
"That little glazed over look in your eyes. . . I suggest getting rid of it before I do something you're not ready for."
". . ."
"You're so cute. . . and to think it's only me that can make you all shy - it makes me immensely happy. You're all mine."
"Don't come any closer. . . that stuff smells."
"Ugh, you're killing me, darling. At least give me a kiss. Just one."
"Knowing you, no, it won't be 'just one.' You're insatiable."
"And there's nothing wrong with it."
"Seriously, Zayn. I mean it."
"Fine. . . just wait 'til I'm blonde. You won't be able to keep your hands off me. I bet you'll even let me fuck you."
"I don't have a thing for blondes!"