*Day of concert*
Today I was wearing my Nothing Was The Same long sleeve shirt with my dark blue skinny jeans and my timbs. My hair was curled and for my makeup I had smokey eyes with winged eyeliner and red matte lipstick. "Omg I cannot believe were going to a Drake concert. This unbelievable. Is this real life? What is air, oh my GOD! Zayn did I ever told you you're the best? No? You're the best zayn. I love you-" I was cut off by the best two words ever said out of Zayn's mouth, "We're here." My jaw dropped to the damn floor, holy shit. "This place is huge. Damn" I commented. I opened up my camera and started recording. "Hey guys. I have just arrived the arena and lemme tell you this place is huge." Zayn popped his head in and said "she would not stop talking about how sexy Drake is and how kissable his lips are and how big his arms are. This girl can go on for days about how she loves when he curses!" I giggled before pushing his face out the camera. "Oh shut up Malik! Anyways as I was saying, today is his very last concert of 2013 and that means he's gonna be hella turnt." I winked and waited in line. I flipped the camera and showed how long the line was. "Good thing we came early." I heard a girl screaming and turned her way. Is that... Myra?!
~short chapter but a cliffhanger ! but lemme give a s/o to Sugarrush205 for voting for my story like 3,000 times you guys are amazing and ily ok bye. 💕~
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Malik Stripper
FanfictionWell it started with your hips So I moved up to your lips To take a chance Ask for a dance ~ Dirty Hips & Smoking Lips. Zayn Malik Meets Part Time Stripper, Chloe Hastings.
