Zayn's P.O.V

  Today was finally my off-day, after two weeks of eating with the styles it's been pretty nice. Harry and I had lots of bonding time, ever since that kiss we've been "practicing"every chance we get. Now that I eat dinner at Harry's house, I've spent lots of time with Louis and Liam, someday's Anne even lets me invite Niall over. 

I got up off my old mattress with a smile on my face, before I hang out with Harry today, Me and Niall are going bed shopping today. I've finally saved up enough money to by a cheap bed set, then after shopping with Niall we're going to come back home and assembly the bed. After that, I'm going to hang out with Harry, he said he has something fun for us to do,but he wouldn't say because it's a "surprise".

 I finish getting dressed, when I heard the Irish accent I have become acquainted to"Knock, knock", Niall entered through my already broken door. 

I put on my pink flower crown as I spoke to Niall, "Hey, my little Irish bunny", I smiled widely as I hugged Niall to death.

Once Niall could breath he took a breath,"Woah, Woah, where's the real Zayn?", he pretended to search under the couch cushions,"Affection?smiles?nicknames?, what's the special occasion?", Niall smiled knowingly.

"We're getting a bed today!!!", I yelled as we jumped up and down like high school girls.

"Well, whats the wait lets get going", I followed Niall out the door smiling the whole way. Today was already starting out to be a great day.

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"Sooo, how's it going with ol' HarBear?", Niall questioned as we waited for the assistant to come back with the bed.

"Amazing, I feel on cloud nine when i'm with him", I sighed dreamily. 

"I'm so happy for you, I know it's hard for you to open up to new people... Josh told me he loves me yesterday", he quickly spits out the end of his sentence.

"How did you take that?"

"I told him I loved him too, of course. He's at his grandma's house right now, but I miss him more than ever", Niall was all blushy faced when the assistant came back.

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Once we got back to my apartment Niall and I carried all the pieces to my new full sized bed up to my apartment. When we finally got all the pieces inside, Niall took out his phone and a speaker and started blasting some 80's rock. The rest of the time we danced and sang along to the songs as we put together my new bed set. Niall bought me some covers as a present, the bed set was white with little back details and black pillows with white details.

Once we were done, I jumped face first in my bed, Niall following. I let out a girly scream and turned around to look at Niall. He chuckled and gave me a heart warming smile,"I'm so proud of you".

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Harry was singing Pocket Full of Sunshine while jumping around on his bed as I watched him from his desk. He flopped down as the finale and breathed heavily,"Zaynie, your turn", he looked at me smiling happily.

"I-I don't know Harry"

"C'mon, I'll jump with you", he stood up and grabbed my hand, Harry's flower crown fell off a long time ago from all the jumping. He was wearing his light pink sweatpants and a white v-neck, while I was wearing black sweatpants and a blue v-neck shirt. Harry led us to the bed and started jumping around to his playlist, we jumped around to three songs after that;laughing and singing as we went.

 I sat down on the bed, Harry following after me sitting in between my legs,"Do you want me to braid your hair baby", I asked before I could think over my words.

Harry gasped,"You can braid Hair?".

"Yeah, Niall taught me because I would always be at his house with his sister and she likes her hair in braids", I explained as I started taking pieces of his soft hair and pulling it back into a french braid leaving some hair to dangle. Harry continued to talk to me about his job and what he planned for us to do today, apparently we're going to be baking something together. "There, all finished", Harry went to his mirror and grabbed another one checking the back of his hair.

"I love it!!", he shouted as he jumped on me and kissed me. I'm still getting used to kissing Harry,so i'm slightly shocked, his soft lips moved against mine as he crawled on top of me. I held his hips as his hands went to my shoulders, Harry giggled through the kiss then broke away. Harry giggled again like he always does when we kiss, he told me his lips are ticklish one time after we finish kissing, he's so silly. We snuggled for a little until Harry got up"To the kitchen!", he shouted as he grabbed my hand and walked us downstairs. 

"What are we making, lovely?"

"We're making Apple Pie and homemade Ice cream!', he shouted as he jumped the last step, I steadied him because he's so clumsy.

"Mmmm, my favorite", I held onto Harry's hips as we walked to the kitchen. Ever since  we started dating, whenever we're around each other, we always have to be at least holding hands. I love my time with Harry, I haven't had this type of affection or any affection in a while. Harry is just perfect, from his beautiful green eyes to his dorky personality, everything about him his just perfect.

"I Haven't ever made anything in my life", he ended his sentence in a sigh.

"Well lucky for you, your perfect boyfriend works in a bakery", I teased as we stood at the counter with all the ingredients laid out, I'm guessing Anne laid them out while we were in his room.

Harry had a recipe in his hands as he read step by step,"First we peel the apples", this step took a long time cause Harry wanted to eat the peels as we went.

"mmm so yummy", he said around the food in his mouth,"here try some Zaynie", before I had time to process it, he threw some peels in my mouth.

"Oh, you little!", I chased harry around the counter until I caught him in my arms.

"No!", he screeched, laughing happily. I kissed his cheek and set him down, we continued to peel the apples with Harry eating the peels. 

"Now we chop the apples and make the sauce", Harry read off the recipe.

"You want me to chop them, I don't want you to hurt yourself"

"My prince is always so nice to me", Harry sighed dreamily.

Once the Pie was assembled, I put it in the oven, now it's time for the ice cream.

"So, how are we making this ice cream?", I questioned as I sat on a stool and Harry sat on my lap.

"Well, in school we learned how to make it one day, so...", Harry then went on to explain how to do it while we were making it. First we put ice and salt in a big Ziploc bag, then we put the milk and stuff in a smaller one. After that, we put the small bag in the big bag and started shaking. 

Harry was... Hyper to say the least, he jumped on the sofa and danced around, while I was shaking my bag. Once we were finish I took the pie out and let it cool.

"Mmmm, Piee", Harry spoke beside me as I cut the pie and served it on plates. 

"And you made it, I'm proud of you", I kissed his lips.

Once we sat down I opened my ice cream the same time Harry opened his bag, the vanilla substance looked so delectable. I opened my mouth and took a giant bite, then regretted it immediately as all I tasted was salt, I spit it out immediately. "Ugh, so gross".

"What are you talking about, mines perfect", Harry smiled sweetly. Harry lifted his spoon and put it to my mouth, and his was truly perfect.

"You're the best at cooking", I said around the ice cream in my mouth. I kissed Harry sweetly and tasted the ice cream and apple pie on his lips."Mmm, Apple pie", I smiled and kissed him again.

"Mummy in the room", Anne came in making us part ways and smile sheepishly.

"Mummy taste some pie, I made it all by myself ", Harry stated proudly, leaving out a minor detail.

"Why you little", I chased Harry around again. The night was filled with laughter and apple pie and maybe some more kissing.

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Slight editing, I'll edit tomorrow. Zayn's new tattoo though is lit af. He has a light saber on his middle finger and it glows in the dark. 

I went swimming today so I'm pretty tired... Struggles of being 4'11 you cant stand in 5ft.

I hate when people say, you're short.

Nigga, noo I haven't been living in this body for 16 years, thanks for telling me. I'll go do something about that right away.

I want sour patch kids and a llama.

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