Take Care

**Sequel to What Humans Do**
It's been seven years since the day I told Harry Styles we had to break up because our publicity stunt was now over. He told me to wait till I was 26, then we could get back together and be happy. So, I waited. I waited until I got a phone call the day after my 26th birthday from Harry, inviting me to a wedding. HIS wedding, to be exact. I knew I had to get Harry back. I'm not going to let seven years of waiting be wasted. I needed him back. And so the plotting began.


9. Anti-D

**Song of the Chapter- Anti-D by The Wombats

"Rome really is as beautiful as the pictures" I say to Zayn. We were walking, hand-in-hand, down the streets of night-time Rome. We haven't been stopped or followed by anyone, so it was just us two. He didn't reply much more than an 'mhm.'

We'd been to a resturant, a really nice one, and now were were making our way to the Trevi Fountain. We'd had pleanty to talk about, but now we were in a peaceful silence. "Zayn, what are we doing?"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean exactly that; what are we doing? As in, why are we here... On a date... Together?"

He laughed a little bit at my question and looked down to my small frame. "Well, I like you, so I asked you out. And I think you like me since you said yes, am I right?"

I hadn't really thought about it. Did I really like Zayn or was I using him as a way to get a rise out of Harry? Maybe I was really starting to get over Harry, I hadn't even thought of him once until now this whole date. Maybe I should really give Zayn a chance, I mean, what could it hurt? Harry was a soon to be married man. I had no chance.

"Yeah, you're right."

"Then that's why we're here." I smiled a big smile and he did the same. We shyly turned and looked in the opposite direction of each other like we were teenagers again.

By the time the Trevi Fountain came into view, we resumed talking and were swinging our intertwined hands back and forth. It was all smiles and giggles. It was one of the best dates I've been on in a while even though we only really talked.

Once we apporached the fountain, I pulled a 2 cent Euro coin out of my pocket and threw it into the clear water. I know you're supposed to wish for something when but I didn't want to. I'm not going to say my life was perfect at the moment, I just didn't know what to wish for.

I looked up to Zayn and saw that he was staring at me with a little smile on his face. "Stop looking at me like that, it's weird!" He didn't stop staring, though. Instead he just got closer and closer. "Zayn, what are you doing?"

"I'm about to kiss the funniest, most beautiful woman in Italy."

Then he did it. He kissed me. Yes, I kissed back. And it was like Harry never existed for the good minute our faces were on each other.

Sorry this chapter's kind of terrible! I have loads of homework/a script to memorize but I really wanted to update!

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