"We haven't actually done anything with each other", said Gigi,drinking her rasberry and cactus infused tea. "I know..because you're ugly lawl",Zitao filed his nail.

"Well now that things are sorted out, can you please leave? You lead the paps here", said Zayn as he got up. "Hmm k then I gotta give Nash Grier a back at mine", Gigi strutted out dah house.

Zitao ordered his maid to give him a foot massage, "When you gon' end this charade?", he asked Zayn. "Eventually, I promise, just wait till we "break up", we'll confess when the time is good yeah?". "Hmm...", Zitao pouted. Zayn sat on the sofa and pressed his lips softly against Zitao's, their lips moving more in synch than an Infinite live performance, "I promise baobei".