xl. Its Astronomy, We're Two Worlds Apart

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↷. 🎪 ঌ ࣪₀ 🦩 .˚ ☁️ ༺ ◛*➶ 。˚ ♯
❝ your looking in the 𝖜𝖗𝖔𝖓𝖌 𝖕𝖑𝖆𝖈𝖊 for my love. 𝖉𝖔𝖓'𝖙 𝖘𝖙𝖔𝖕 what you're doing cause 𝖎 𝖑𝖎𝖐𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖙𝖔𝖔 ❞ ⁺◟༉ ꜜ

𝙽𝙾𝚆 𝙿𝙻𝙰𝚈𝙸𝙽𝙶: wRonG — Zayn & Kehlani・♩: *・゚🎼 :* ◄◄  ▐▐   ►► ・゚♪: * ・゚♫:*

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𝙽𝙾𝚆 𝙿𝙻𝙰𝚈𝙸𝙽𝙶: wRonG — Zayn & Kehlani
・♩: *・゚🎼 :* ◄◄ ▐▐ ►► ・゚♪: * ・゚♫:*
























"i don't mean to sound like a bitch but your annoying me right now." i rolled over onto the mat, i was all for cuddling but there's a fine line between cuddling and personal space invasion.

i didn't wanna cuddle right now i wanted to catch a tan, i mean who comes to dubai when it's sunny as fuck not to catch a tan?

jack rolled over on top of me, "but i wanna cuddle with you." he whined grabbing my leg and wrapped it around his waist.

i just looked up at him, wasn't he gonna get sun burnt out here? "did you put on any sunscreen?" i asked moving my other leg around his waist.

i couldn't say no to that pleading look in his eyes, trust me i've been trying for weeks.

jack looked away, guilty, "maybe?" he said but it sounded more like a question. i rolled my eyes and unwrapped my legs from his waist.

i looked him dead in the eye daring him to lie to me, "yes or no?" i asked seriously, i did not need a sunburnt boyfriend walking around dubai with me.

if he was gonna be in constant pain let it be from something other than the fucking sun.

jack huffed and rolled onto his back, "no but-" i turned my head away from him "baby look- it takes forever to put on and it doesn't even do anything". he tried to reason.

i stood and held my hand out for him, "what?" he said and i shook my hand again.

"first of all yes it does do something and that something is keep your skin from overheating which happens to white people a lot and second of all it only takes five minutes." i said and jack grabbed my hand letting my pull him up.

"a waste of five minutes if you ask me." he shrugged and let me lead him back inside the yacht.

i rolled my eyes, he can't spare five minutes out his day for his health? "what could you possibly be doing in five minutes that you would say, wasn't a waste of time?" i asked and opened the door to where our backpacks were.

𝐛𝐢𝐠 𝐝*𝐜𝐤 𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐠𝐲... jack harlowWhere stories live. Discover now