Old School Love - z.m

Chapter Thirty-Two

CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO

EMILYS POV

GUESS WHO'S BACK, BACK AGAIN JULIE IS BACK, TELL A FRIEND… well she actually is my friend so does that mean I should tell her she's back?

Emily, you are a piece of pink poo. You are weird, very weird.

Haha I know, but I'm just really excited for-...

"EMILYY" I hear my Aussie yell as she runs towards me and pulls me into a hug.

"AARGH JULIE MEH"

"MEEH" we both yell as we jump around, getting weird looks from the people around us, who probably think we should be in a mental hospital.

"Oh my god, your hair, IT'S GONE" Julie says shocked looking at my short hair.

Don't freak out, I'm not bald, I just went to that think called a hairdresser and he cut it. But it's short, not like man short, when my curls are dancing around on my head it’s around my jawline, maybe a bit longer.  

"There is still hair, but it's just cut into pieces" I tell Julie while we walk to my car.

"Yeah, but still... Holy Jesus, fancy car"

"A mini cooper isn't really fancy"

"Sush, it's fancy"

"Ok, whatever you want, weirdo"

"Don't hate because I'm an Aussie"

"I won't... For now"

"Pfft stupid Britt"

"Be careful with those words, otherwise you'll sleep outside"

"SORRY EMILY I LOVE YOU"

"Too much"

We get in the car and drive to my place. Julie just can't shut up about the, I quote; awesomeness of her being here. Yeah, she's weird, but it's alright because she's from another continent.

When we arrive at my place, we bring her luggage up while we just don't shut up talking about everything that happened in the fast few months. Julie keeps talking about how boring it was without me, and I talk about how we should get a cat. 

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ZAYNS POV

Hello, welcome back at my point of view, let me tell you about my stupid life.

Where should I begin...? Good news first. So we released our new album, and we'll be on tour soon.

The bad news: Perrie. They want us to live to together, don't ask me why. I think it's stupid, and I absolutely hate it, it only makes me miss Emily even more.

I wish I could just delete this all and go back to the time with Emily. Everything was so easy with her. We just thought the same about things, we had the same humor... We just had an equal amount of stuff we had in common and things we didn't had in common.

With Perrie, the only thing that connects us is the singing part, that's it. We even fight over dinner, and we aren't even a real couple.

I realized what I've done, that I should just have told Emily about this the day I had that meeting. I should've fought for her. Summing up things that I should've done doesn't help, I know, but it's all I can do right now. The management won’t let me do anything.