Prologue
"Zayn, I'm sorry. I've hit my high, and you've pushed me to that. Your so protective which is stupid when your never here. Your never around, you lie, and I don't feel the love." She slipped through my finger over 3 years ago. I never felt that spark that I felt with her. Her mum got a job in the United States and she just left.
Her name was Lyric Vara. I shouldn't of let her leave. She means so much to me. And I let her leave. Maybe she was better off. Maybe she met someone who is so much better.
After she left I went to follow my dream. Singing. And know in a popular band called One Direction and the lads are my best friends.
She still crosses my mind right when I fall asleep every single night. The picture I in my mind is the moment she said goodbye, her dark tan sin smudged with mascara, her hair in a long ponytail, her bottom lip quivering, and her big brown eyes looking into mine with tears threatening to spill from the rims of her eyes, she was in a big blue sweater that had the The Doctor Who tardis on it, and ripped skinny jeans with these old combat boots.
Am I too attached? Am I crazy for wanting her to be in my arms as I lay in bed at night, cause I never had that opportunity? Am I better than this?
I just want to see her now. Does she look the same? Does she even remember me? That would hurt if she didn't remember me.
I wanted more than this, I wanted her. I don't know why or how, but I would find a way to her. And get her back.
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More Than A Feeling
FanfictionLyric Vara, Zayn's ex girlfriend. She still loves him but the last words she said to him were only the truth. She tried to forget him but when Zayn had become famous she gave up trying. Three almost four years later they meet again, at a concert whe...
