"Everything's a game, Avery Grambs."-Book
"Arms I want to be wrapped in, eyes I want to be lost in."-Quote
"They ain't even looking at you baby, they're looking at me."-Song
Music. Don't despise it that much anymore,
It feels like the despise has been replaced with something more, just because Malik's there.
"People in the band can go in the room."
Fuck nah. Fuck yeah.
"Siyana." Malik acknowledges me in the corridor.
No one's there. What is he doing? He's inching closer, staring at me. I stare back, what are we doing? The hurt is visible in his eyes, can feel the hurt radiating of my own.
"Mal-" Asher interrupts himself, amusement filling his gaze as Malik snaps out of it.
I snap out of it. What the fuck?
Asher raises an eyebrow, "We'll forget what that was and umm-well let's go to the band room."
"Uh, yeah." Malik utters, quietly.
Fucking bipolar bitch that I hate.
The moment we get in the lemony-yellow room, Malik gets into a happy mood. Like pathetic fallacy.
"Okay, let's go."
"We should do Geronimo." Leah suggests.
"The fuck is Geronimo?" I ask, irritated.
"You just swore!"
"Okay, Malik. And?" I ask, wanting him to blurt it out.
"Remember last year when you said that you were fucking innocent and didn't swear, or curse or were dirty minded?- oh shit." He smiles sheepishly, bingo.
Naturally, I bite my lip giving him an amused look. "I didn't swear!"
"Sure."
"Fuck nah." I just swore again. If I get to speak to him, I'll argue even more,
Almost don't care if Ava, Evelyn and Leah make fun of me. Almost.
"You just swore." He smirks, catching me. Or so he thought.
"Looks like you finally caught on. Or did you, Silverboy?" The double-meaning seeping in my skin, in his eyes. Maybe he caught on.
"Still have that fucking nickname." He murmurs.
"I don't want a romance novel. Not one in a band room. Siyana, I thought you'd wanted a dark-romance, why going all soft?"
"Fuck off, Mia. Not having a romance novel with him. Definitely not soft romance."
"Mhm."
"Guys, I'm in love with Jameson Winchester Hawthorne." I shriek, fan-girling.
"I thought you were dating that fucking Joshua dude." Malik speaks through gritted teeth.
"I broke up with him."
"Let's go, finally!" Malik screams,
"Finally!" Asher screams.
Pedro was absent. Didn't notice.
"Also I love with - Aaron Warner, Aaron Blackford, Alex Volkov, Josh Chen, Rhys Larsen, Christian Harper, Zade Meadows-"
"We fucking get it."
"Zade Meadows, Tristan Caine,-"
"Shut the fuck up, you're probably gonna end up marrying some Indian Biryani dude."
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Me And Y8
RomanceThis is the second part of the book "My Love Life : Y7". See how Siyana and Malik's story unfolds this academic year! Or is Malik completely out of the frame? Kisses, flirting, stolen glances, banter and maybe dating.... You never know, it's yet to...
