Chapter Fifty-Seven

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GUYS THERE IS ONLY ONE CHAPTER LEFT AND AN EPILOGUE AND THEN THIS STORY IS DONE :(


Chapter Fifty-Seven

Zayn’s pov

I look at Maura. Even when he sleeps she's beautiful. She looks happy again, not like the last time I saw her sleep. Back then, she looked worried, but that's all gone now. I play with her beautiful blonde curls.

"Hey" she says with a cute but cracky voice.

"Hi beautiful" I say while I kiss her cheek.

"What time is it?"

"Ten o'clock"

"Zayn! I told you to set an alarm at nine"

"I know, you indeed did"

"But...?"

"I didn't set the alarm because you didn't want to kiss me"

"Zayn...!"

"True story"

Yeah, I have the feeling that she doesn't really like this.

"Gosh, it's a good thing you’re beautiful" she says kissing me and getting out of bed.

"Sush you" I throw a pillow at her, missing badly.

"Babe, just stay with the singing thing, that's better"

"I'm leaving you here. I'm going alone to your grandma"

"Have fun"

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Maura’s pov

I really wonder why Zayn has so many hair products. I don't even have so much camera stuff, and I have a lot of it.  Oh well, it makes him look all pretty, beautiful and whatever, so I accept it. And there is always something I can use to make my curls look sexy.

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"Good morning" Harry says while I walk into the room after changing into something normal. And no I did not change into a shirt with a huge Z on it. Joking I did.

"Hi" I say hugging him.

"Hey, that's my girl" Zayn says, little jealous boy.

"Nope, I’m taking Hazz, because he would set the alarm if I told him to" I say while I put my arm around Harry's waist and he lays his arm on my shoulder.

"I would?" He asks.

"You would"

"Oh... Yes Zayn, I would do that"

"Ok, have fun licking each other’s faces" Zayn tells us.

"No, I can't do that. Once was bad enough" I say letting go of Harry.

"Thanks Maura, liked it too" Harry says patting my head.

"Sorry Harry, I still love you, but not in that kind of way"

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