harry comes over to me and takes my hands in his, 'my darling wolf you don't have to do this.'
'yes. i do.'
as everyone on the london eye creates a circle around us the sun suddenly sets even though it's 2pm but my wolf powers are too strong they create time. they control it. they control me. the mosh pits gives me the adrenaline i need, blood courses through my veins pumping my wolfy heart.
the spotlight hovers over me first. i break out a pas de bourree, and 69 pirouettes. i step back and zayn begins his movements, he starts tutting like the regionals performance in the first season of the next step. louis cheers him on, 'gowan zayn' i growl i thought louis might be on my side tbh. clearly i judged his ratty ass wrong. im with harry and Louis loves harry so he SHOULD BE ON MY SIDE.
i cartwheel and tumble in zayn and throw him off the london eye. everyone screams.
'IS HE ALIVE?' someone shouts
i smirk and whisper, 'who knows?'
