*Jessie*
"Zayn!!" I screamed, rooting around with my mass of hair products.
"What?" He yelled back. My hands we're digging round the tub trying to find my heat protection syrup.
"Have you had my heat protection syrup?" I asked as he appeared at the door.
He had grey sweatpants on and a white vest. His hands looked stuck and his hear was damp.
I looked from his hands, to his hair and then to him. He pulled the bottle out of his pocket.

"It's empty by the way" he smiled, and took off running.

"Zayn Javaad Malik get your sorry arse back here now!" I screamed skidding out of the bathroom.

His loud footsteps were well ahead of mine, my breath became shallow as I reached the top of the stairs.

"Oh god no!" I moaned jogging down the stairs, loud voices were radiating from the kitchen, one of them being Liams.

Oh god Liam. I felt so bad for him, from what Louis had told me about his and Danielles breakup I couldn't look at him without my sympathy slapping him across the face. He was miserable and you could tell it, even from how he ate hjis food.

Usually he would shovel it in, not even bothering to look at what was on his plate. But now its as if he was playing football with his vegetables.

I sighed, realising that Zayn was probably at the other end of the house. When the boys caught sight of me the shouting stopped instantly.

"Okay I'll leave. Out of my own kitchen" They both still stared at me,.

"Jess stop being so moody, we are literally just stood here" Louis laughed, shuffling over to m, throwing his heavy arm over my shoulder.

I groaned flipping him off as he led me towards the stairs.

"Go!" He ushered me up the stairs and walked back to the kitchen.
I stalked up the stairs slowly hearing them murmer, Louis voice ringing through the hall.

"Face it Liam, you're in love with her!"