Chapter Thirty-Five
Casper’s pov
"But what if Zayn is there? What am I supposed to do when I see him? I think I would kiss him and then cut him into little pieces..."
"Maura, shut up, the chance that he would be there is so damn little. You're acting like a fangirl"
"No I am not!"
"Just stop the Zayn talk"
"Sorry"
"Good"
Maura, I love you, but you have to get over him. I know I should tell her what really happened, but she won't believe me. I know Zayn didn't kiss Perrie. She kissed him. I saw it. That's why I told her we should leave. But no, my little stubborn twin had to turn around. If I just walked away she would still be with Zayn.
Maura, I’m really sorry. I’m just so stupid.
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"Bye mum" we say getting out of the car.
I can't believe that we're going to see Ed Sheeran. He's a music legend! I know I'm not the fanboy type, and I am not going to fanboy, but Ed Sheeran is just fucking awesome.
"Come you lazy ass" Maura says while she walks towards the entrance.
"Coming" I say running towards Maura.
After we waited outside for like twenty minutes, before we went inside. Damn this arena is huge. I never thought I would be here again... I sound like some old person who is seeing his kids again after a really long time. My first 'O2 arena experience' was when I was ten. I can't remember any of it, accept for the part that I really liked it and that the arena was huge. I can't even remember why I was here. Haha, alzheimer light.
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Maura’s pov
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Patient Love - z.m.
أدب الهواة*COMPLETED* Maura Isles isn't the typical girly-girl. She doesn't really care about boys, she isn't into boy bands, especially not into that band named One Direction. Ed Sheeran on the other hand is totally fine, in her eyes. She spends her days ma...
