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My smile vanishes. "You're moving? Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"I'm moving in 20 days. At least I told you 21 one days before." Zayn reminds me. An idea pops in my head.

"That's enough days! Come on, Zayn! Let's have fun! That way we don't forget each other!" I shout and tug on his sleeve, dragging him slowly towards my house.

"Hey, wait!" He protests as he pulls back. I give him my most saddest puppy eyes and he pouts. "Stop that! It makes me feel like I'm being scolded!" Zayn says, half laughing, as he offers me his arm in defeat. I dragged him toward my house again.

Crazy days, here we come!

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