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N I A L L

i woke up from my deep slumber once again.

i stretched and yawned.

i patted the spot next to me to see if zayn was still asleep.

but when i turned to his spot, he was gone.

i was completely awake now and i looked around the unfamiliar room.

the walls were spray painted.

i stood up and walked towards one of the spray painted walls.

"his eyes,

his smile,

him. "

i looked at the words in such curiosity, tracing the letters with my hand

i guess i'll just have to ask zayn about it later.

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update!

dedicated to: larryspandas

- angela

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