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Will stared arms-crossed at Zayn who sat legs-crossed on the sofa and stared back at the furious looking Will whom he couldn't seem to take serious because of the blue pajamas he had on. His black flip-flops matched the sleeping mask he had pulled up to expose his forehead, and his bed hair just happened to be the cutest thing he'd seen all week. Zayn hadn't realized he'd been staring until Will cleared his throat in a loud manner, he finally looked him in the eyes.

"Anything you would like to say to me?" Will said, obviously expecting an apology.

"I'm throwing out the pair I have of this once I get home," Zayn pointed at the pajamas before he got up and walked over to the glass wall that covered the pool on the other side. He couldn't believe how their taste in similar things was still so much in sync. He'd just had on the same pants before he left for the hanger.

"What? You have this too?!" Will exclaimed and realized he was going off the track "That's not the point here. You were
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