Have you ever wondered what your past life was like? If reincarnation is real, how was our life before? Were we the same?
Sun Williams had a reincarnation type of experience, but she didn't exactly die.
If the person you love the most has the chance...
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Harry Styles
"Shit." I curse walking back inside the house knowing that my plan failed.
I get mad easily, not going to denied that, because for some stupid reason people always do stupid shit to test my patience. But nothing gets me angrier than when I plan something and it goes the opposite direction.
I came here for one stupid reason. I put on and god damn suit, a white shirt and suit shoes for this stupid party and it was all for nothing.
Something about getting this dress up makes me want to vomit. The thought of looking like one of those rich kids makes me sick.
The only reason I accepted this job was because I needed the money. I'm desperate and saying yes to this job was my crying for help.
So the fact that I'm in some rich dude house, someone that doesn't have money problems and on top of that the house is filled with rich people who have fancy cars and are wearing millions of dollars on them puts me in a worse mood.
I really hope Liam had stolen something by now because we would be here for nothing. My plan failed but I really hope I can get at least a little money from some stolen jewelry and watches.
I don't even feel bad about it, I bet they wouldn't even notice they are missing something until they get to their houses.
It wasn't enough that this party was a complete nightmare, but getting us in was even worse.
I had to pull on some strains and I had to spend a lot of money, money I clearly need for more important shit, in playing some people to get an invitation tonight.
I walk through the crowd not carrying when I bump into someone trying to make my way to where my friends are. I get a couple of looks but they immediately look away when they see the look on my face.
I'm obviously not smiling right now.
I spot my friend sitting in the corner of the room, talking and flirting with a couple of womens that I'm 100% sure are married.
I sigh trying not to lose my shit on the spot because the last thing I want is to cause a scene.
"Guys," I called them to get their attention. "Say your goodbye, we have to go." I look around me but I only see extrager around me.
"But we just got here," My friend with brown eyes complains.
He has a blond sitting next to him, she has his hand with a big diamond ring on his inner thigh. His eyes with long lashes go back to the blonde next to him and he gives her a smile.
I'm pretty sure her husband is somewhere smoking with his colleagues and not giving a shit about what his wife is doing.
"I don't care Zayn," I say, more irritated. "We are leaving now."
