Our Lives

Remi's P.O.V.

So me and Louis were laying in bed, cuddling, and watching Charlie St. Cloud together, peacefully might I add, before we heard yelling.

"What are you doing with my girlfriend?" One of the voices yells.

"What the hell? Harry!" A female voice yells.

Louis and I run down the hall and into Zayn and Emma's room where Harry is holding an almost naked Zayn up, ready to through a punch, and a fully clothed Valentine sits on the bed looking confused.

"What is going on in here?" Nail yells as he runs into the room.

"This little test decided to get cozy with my girlfriend!" Harry spits.

"Harry, when you went inside, I fell and hurt my foot, so Zayn came and layed me down in here. He must've stripped down out of habit. Please, just calm down," Valentine pleads while resting a hand on Harry's shoulder.

Harry gives on final look of disgust at Zayn before taking Valentine's hand and leading her out of the room.

"Zayn, what were you two doing?" I ask.

"I made a mistake. I guess i was just jealous that Emma and Niall were out having brother sister bonding time earlier today, and I made a stupid move. It won't happen again, I promise," Zayn explains. I could tell that he was sincere, because he looked me in the eyes and didn't fidget while he said it.

Not being able to take anymore drama for the day, I walk out of the room and into my own before laying down in bed. Something isn't right. Zayn could get anyone girl he wanted. Why did he choose Val to mess with? Ugh, the one vacation we take after a few monthes isn't as relaxing as we thought already.

But then again, what is our group without a little drama?

°*°*° The Next Day °*°*°

I wake early, and untangle myself from Louis. After the while Zayn and Harry thing last night, we decided to "relieve ourselves." I find Alice and Rachel drinking coffee together at the breakfast bar.

"Good morning!" I chirp. Taking a drink of the tea I poured myself.

"You got laid last night," Rachel states. I spit my tea over it and look at her with wide eyes. "What? It's true!"

"I never said it wasn't, I just wasn't expecting you to be so blunt," I laugh. I wipe up my spilt tea, and head back upstairs to get ready.

I raid my dresser and decide on a pair if white denim shirts, a peach tank top with a Peter Pan collar, with my orange bikini underneath. I quickly due my makeup, hair, and brush my teeth. I am surprisingly finished before Louis wakes up.

"Babe? You better wake up," I say in his while shaking his shoulder. He stirs slightly and opens his eyes.

"Morning," he says. Oh God, his morning voice. "You look beautiful."

"Well thank you. Get ready so we can go to the store. We need more alcohol," I say smacking his butt as he walks by me.

"Oi!" He playfully glares.

"Oh just get ready!"

Notes

Sorry that this was such a shitty chapter. I just got my wisdom teeth out a few hours ago, and my face hurts. So, comment, vote, subscribe. All that fun stuff! Xx, Hailie