I could not see anything properly.
The lights were dim, the music was loud and the surroundings were dark.
I do love parties but these drunk parties disgust me.
And who the fuck thought it would be perfect to have a masquerade party? I can't even recognise anybody. Stupid Victoria. I know it was her stupid idea to have one of these parties.
Stumbling through the crowd, I managed to walk through the dance floor.
Reaching the bar counter, I ran into someone and my head hit their hard chest.
The person helped me stand back properly to my feet and held onto my hand.
The moment I looked into his eyes, I got lost in them. They were swirls of golden and brown with chocolate brown flakes on them. They were the most gorgeous and deep pair of eyes I had seen in a while.
His hair were styled to perfection in a quiff and his jaw was hard. His cheekbones were so sharp that you could easily cut your fingers on them and the jaw line was cut to perfection.
His lean stature was somewhat appealing. He looked hot. Rather he seemed sexy.
But those eyes and those lips reminded me of someone. I couldn't exactly put a finger upon who it was but he strongly reminded me of someone. Someone close to my heart because this guy's mere touch sent shivers down my spine and ignited my body, putting it on fire. It affected me. It healed me a little. It reminded me of someone dear to me.
" Are you okay?" the boy asked with concern.
That thick British accent. I know that accent. I know that voice.
Who are you boy?
" Um, yeah. I am. Thank you and sorry." I shuddered.
" Oh its fine. See you later. Bye." he waved off and walked away.
Who was that?
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United/ sequel to Departed ZM
FanfictionSome years into the future and Zara has learned to live without Zayn. She has agreed to herself that he is gone. long gone. And he is never coming back. She has decided to forget about him and even though she has given each and every ounce of her be...
