I suggest you play Summer Love.
-Shelly
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Angel's POV
I started packing my bags way before the time I planned to do it. I woke up at 2AM and couldn't go back to sleep. I don't know if I want to go back to sleep anyway.
There's no point anymore. Even if I'd be able to sleep, I wouldn't be in the dream. I'm quite sure of it. If not, it wouldn't be as interesting as before.
It sort of breaks my heart. I've been accustomed to having that dream for quite a while now that it just feels like I lost something great. It feels like a huge loss.
I tried counting sheep, not to put me to sleep, but to serve as my pastime. It certainly would not remind me of the person I want to forget so much right now. For now, I just want to shut the world out and zone out without actually thinking of him.
I have to let go of him. Yes, I know doing it will not be as easy as saying it, but I'll give it a shot. It really won't be easy. He'll be on the telly, in the papers, on billboards, everywhere, but no matter how impossible it seems, I'll try.
If there was something I would hold on to at this time, it is destiny. Who knows? Maybe we'll meet again.
Fate turned the world three hundred and sixty degrees and made the impossible possible for us to meet. Maybe, just maybe, it will do the same again.
It doesn't necessarily mean us being together. We can have our happy endings apart. It sure heck needs a ton of positivity and cheering up, but yeah, I'm so willing to wait for it.
Because they say, sometimes, you just need to let go and see what happens.
That is exactly what I am doing right now.
Letting go of control and letting life happen naturally.
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Lea's POV
It has been settled. Angel and I will be going back to our quite neighborhood back in Exeter. I have made a decision, too. And in the first time for many, many years, I was not afraid of the consequences of my choice. I'm now willing to face it all.
Whatever that happened between Liam and I won't be forgotten. Heck, that was one helluva journey. And I am overwhelmed by the fact that I am part of something so special. The way we met. It won't be known in public or something like that, but that sure is still something.
One Direction will always be my fave boy band in the planet. I'd be there number one fan no matter what. I do not need to be Liam's girlfriend to be his number one supporter, do I?
In fact, we've talked about that. A Liam Payne and a Leanne Jensen cannot be found in the same sentence. We just are not compatible. Sure there are people who say opposites attract, but I highly doubt we could work it out.
"Are you ready?" Angel asked, sitting in front of me, placing two cups of coffee on the table. I smiled. Coffee. How apt. It makes me wonder if we'd still pick up where we left off once we sleep and dream again.
"Yeah." I wasn't being sarcastic, and it is so not like the snobby Lea at all. For once, I am being completely honest. Angel smiled at me and went on sipping her coffee.
"Angel, do you think we'll still dream of them? I mean, the cruise ship dream or not?" Merely getting the question out of my mind was a relief. Maybe it could help to talk about it. Maybe it applies to every problem too. I think I should be more open to Angel now.
"Of course we will." She said with a smile. But knowing Angel my whole life, it wasn't the usual Angel toothy grin. It was lacking something. Spark. Zayn.
"It will just be like before. We'll still be gushing about.. what do we call them again? 1Dreams?" She smirked, her positivity affecting me as well like it always did. "We'll still be their fans, no matter what, Lea."
"Ready to leave London, then?" I asked her then drank from my coffee cup while waiting for an answer. To my surprise, she shook her head. I thought she has moved on.
"I want to give this to Rae." She fished a small purple envelope from her bag. "I was thinking maybe she could give it to Zayn. Or get Louis to give it to Zayn. Whatever."
She's nervous. Whatever is in that letter, it should be very, very important.
"Let's go, then?"
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Zayn's POV
I read Angel's letter to me with tears in my eyes. It wasn't very long. It was in fact too short. If I was to protest, I would say that it's worth is so not equal to the things that happened this summer.
The skies seem to agree with me. The rain poured just as the first tear rolled from my eye to my cheek. It was sad. Sad for me.
'Coz you we're mine for the summer,
And we know it's nearly over,
Feels like snow in September,
But I always will remember.
I don't think I will ever forget what an Angel taught me. She is literally my angel. She put me into perspective. Heck, she taught me how to ignore the urgebof smoking.
But not only that. Angel taught me what it was to be truly happy. She taught me that sometimes, making other people happy can make myself happy. Odd, I know, but so true.
Now, whenever I see a fan, whether she or he is freaking out or smiling or just staring at me in disbelief, I smile. As long as I have the power to make someone else happy, it means I still have happiness in myself.
She was able to sacrifice her own happiness for me, and to me, that was somthing noble. She is so selfless that I just have to tell myself that I do not deserve to have her for myself. She deserves better. She deserves real happiness.
'Coz you were my summer love.
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Zayn,
Before, I thought that I was just going to be a fan and you're just going to be my idol, out of my reach, out of my league.
But then fate came. It turned the world 360 degrees just to make the two of us meet. Surprisingly, we clicked. And then the fairytale story started there.
It's too bad we cannot work. But I'm not going to let it be the end of everything. Both of us have miles to travel ahead of us. Hey, we're still young. But whatever happens, Zayn, you will always be in my heart, and so will the rest of the lads.
Thank you for the memories we shared (in reality or not). That was one interesting summer. Continue inspiring people, okay? Stay happy. :)
Love,
Angel
PS. Advanced congratulations to you and Perrie!
PPS. Believe in destiny. 'Til we meet again! ;)
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And that is it for 2/5. :D
PS. Dear Angel, don't kill me. Let me explain. XD
PPS. I miss you, Rae. Saving my best loveteam for last. Miss you, bestie.
Okay. VOTE! COMMENT! FAN!
-Shelly (Maybe you should start calling me Katie)
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