After what felt like hours, I finally came across a small shop. I reached into my jacket and pulled out the crisp 5 dollar bill and walked over to the counter, grabbing a packet of Malboro and lazily throwing it at the scrawny boy that sat there. "Can I see your ID please?" He said shyly, scanning the packet of death. I raised my eyebrow but whipped my ID out anyway. The boy frowned and looked at the ID photo and then to me, trust me, this definitely isn't the first time this has happened. "It's me" I said sighing, picking at the skin around my nails. He nodded and I quickly grabbed my cigarettes and ID, storming out of the store.

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After walking for another hour, I reached an empty town. Only a few people walking round: an old lady with too much blue eyeshadow on, a drunk man sat on a bench, and a girl with greasy red hair pushing a pram. I rolled my eyes and headed towards a shut down club. Mr Sm h. I was super tired so I decided to crash in the doorway of this abandoned nightclub.
Before I could settle down, my phone began to ring- it popped up with the one and only Zayn bby. I smiled and answered. Zayn was a close friend of mine, and was the only person who I could trust. "Hey, do you need somewhere to stay tonight?" He said. Another thing I loved about Zayn was that he always offered me somewhere to stay, considering I'm homeless sleeping in a bed (especially a super comfy and bouncy one like Zayns) was a luxury for me. "God, yes. Your bed sounds way better than sleeping in the door of some rundown nightclub" I chucked dryly. "Where are you then,love?" I looked around for any signs but no such luck. "I don't have a clue, there's a Mr smiths night club a-"
"Is there a store called Chucks nearby?" Zayn interrupted. I looked around and seen chucks - that's where I got my cigarettes from. "Yeah!" I said. Zayn laughed. "I know where you are, I used to make a ton of deals back there. Anyway, it's about 2 hours away and there is no chance I'm coming to get you, so sit tight love and I'll see you in the morning. Stay safe and just steal some food" Zayn said. I sighed. "Fine, you owe me. And don't worry, I don't even need to steal food. I robbed this hot dudes wallet a couple of hours ago and he's loade-"
"I think that's my wallet,love"

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