"Um... Sorry? Should I...er...leave?" Harry awkwardly sputtered. "No, um we were just messing around, lad..." Zayn replied. "Oh, okay...I've gotta practice, so..." Harry said as if someone was holding a gun to his back. "Yeah, so...ugh...do we..." Zayn oddly replied. Harry left. I was so angry at him! I wanted to chase him down the hall and rip every one of his curls off of his head! One more second and Zayn and I would have kissed! One more! But no! Harry's nosy little self just HAD to see what the we were doing!

Okay, I was kind of overreacting. I calmed down my evil, morose, threatening thoughts so Zayn and I could talk. "So, um... What song are we going to sing?" Zayn timidly asked. "Oh yeah, the song...um..." I said in response. We sat there for a minute, I think we were supposed to be thinking of what we were going to sing. I don't know what Zayn was thinking... All I could think about was what just happened. One more second and we would of been locked in a passionate, lovely, amazingly beautiful, miraculous kiss. One more second.

We sat there in silence for 2 or 3 minutes. And then Zayn turned just enough so he could look into my eyes. I was staring into his beautiful brown eyes. They seem to sparkle under the dim lights in Harry's room. I wanted to lean in and kiss him. To show him everything I've felt for him in the past 3 years. Since the moment I saw him, I felt something for him. I don't know if it was the bad boy vibe, the perfect hair, or just his personality, but I knew how much I wanted him. I still want him. I want him with me and I don't want him to ever leave my side. I want him to love me and stay with me. I want him.

Zayn turned and looked me in the eyes. I melted under his passionate stare. He opened his mouth as if he were going to say something beautiful and perfect. "Um, what about Hate That I Love You?" Zayn said. "Um, sure." I replied. "K..." We practiced for about an hour. We both knew the song so it was just the harmonizing and whatnot...

When we were done we went back into the living room. Not long after the rest of the boys came in. Judging by the looks on their faces, I assumed Harry's blabber mouth decided to tell them what he saw. Harry decided to record the preformances(blegh, who wants to hear my voice?). Anyway, Niall and Liam went first,they sang Dynamite...oh God... I didn't really listen to Harry and Louis. They sound like angels together, but I was sitting right next to Zayn. I could smell his cologne, I hate all cologne, but it was possibly the best thing ever on Zayn. Our hands were touching, barely. His hair was still kind of messed up. It was perfect. He was perfect. He's always perfect.

It was our turn. We got up there. At first, it was just us singing. We didn't make much eye contact until the chorus. "And I hate how much I love you, boy" I sang. I was staring straight into his eyes, it was impossible to look away. "I can't stand how much I need you". I got goosebumps. His voice was beautiful, no words could describe it. He was perfect. Have I said that enough yet?

By the last word in the song, I completely forgot about the boys. All I wanted was to burst out crying and be comforted by Zayn. I was just looking at him, I couldn't stop looking at him... He was just so...sexy...talented...amazing...perfect. I finally found my sanity after about 30 seconds. I broke our stare and finally looked at the boys. Niall was just staring, Harry was raising his eyebrows at Zayn as if he were saying "What the hell?", Louie was trying to avoid making eye contact with one of us, and I'm pretty sure Liam was about to cry. Zayn and I sat down a few spots away from each other. After a few seconds of awkward silence, Louie clapped as if we had just finished the song and said "Well, how the bloody hell are we supposed to figure out who wins?"

I guess we didn't think of that. Well...after a few minutes of thinking, Liam suggested we put it on our channel (we are kind of... YouTube famous, I guess you could say... Well, I just harmonize a little in the back... The boys are the stars. And I can see why, they are great together! You should look them up sometime;) ). We thought that was cool. We post the videos of us singing, they vote, and whoever get the most votes wins!

We were all staying at Harry's for the night, so around 1 am we went to bed. Every one was asleep, except for me. I was thinking about Zayn... How I wanted him to just walk into my room and tell me he loves me. Then we'd kiss and be in love all night, forever.

"Hey," the thick British accent flickered through my body like a newly lit flame. "We need to talk, don't we?" Zayn said.