Golden

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He was unearthly perfect. Smiles and secrets, captivating stares. I stared at his perfect self from the windowsill of his room. He didn't know I even existed.

Because I hid in the back of classes and took pictures of him when he wasn't looking. It was almost as if he was tempting me to do it. Because boys like Zayn simply can't go unnoticed.

He messed around with boys and girls, unbeknownst I was watching him the whole time. He went to movies with assorted friends not knowing I was in the row behind him.

He posted on social media not knowing I had already cyber stalked his entire life. Most importantly he didn't know me.

I gazed at him in his room, he spent a lot of time there. Trying to turn back time, drawing mindless sketches that made no sense.

He also spent hours pouring in his school books, researching universities and carving his future. His parents would spend hours lecturing him if he ever brought home anything less than an A.

And I was just a pathetic boy infatuated with his existence.




A/n: I hate this chapter so much, I have a really long one shot in my drafts and I just published a new book which is probably my best work so far and I would really appreciate some support over there, and I will try to update second place more often


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