Two things for my Bae's:
1) Please check out my new book? It's called 'Royals' and it's a Harry Styles fan fic. He doesn't come in the story until the third chapter (which isn't even uploaded yet) so read the first two?
Here's a sneak peak of chapter one (Ninet Two Days Before)
..I've never seen a diamond in the flesh
I cut my teeth on wedding rings in the movies
And I'm not proud of my address,
In a torn-up town, no postcode envy..
The Black Market.
Your can almost by anything here- if it doesn't get stolen first. Who knew an eighteen year old drop out would be tugging her beanie as close as she can to her head, attempting not to be seen.
You don't want to be seen.
Only a couple of people have experienced this; 'this' being the silence of murder and death earning looks, but after nine years of being a single solider, finding everyday a new battle, you get used to the stares and solitude.
"I'll give you five, for seven.. Come on, Love." An elderly women pleaded, but without hesitation I ignored her and moved on, because that's what you have to do, ignore then move on.
Pulling my jacket closer, I get the pack of cigarets I 'borrowed' from a store and take one out, turing the corner and entering an alley. Leaning against the stone wall, I cup the end of the cigaret, pulling down a few times on my old lighter, finally groaning when no flame has emerged from the gas hole.
"That's bad for you, Zoe," A husky voice says from the corner and I drop my lighter in fright, not hearing there footsteps.
"Fuck.." I complain. My lighters defiantly broken now.
I stand up, "Ugh, Fuck you, Kyle," I groan and he smirked, pulling a lighter out of his pocket behind putting it to the tip of the cigaret perched between my lips.
"This is bad shit, Zoe. Its addictive, I know. But, I can't keep letting you smoke." Kyle shook his head, putting the lighter into his pocket again.
"I think you've misunderstood, Ky," I inhale the tobacco, "I don't smoke because it's addicting," I blow the smoke up, it puffing like small, cancerous clouds.
"I smoke to die."
2) I'm looking for a co-writer for my 5SOS preferences. If you're interested, inbox me. I'm not 100% sure that I really want one but I'm having trouble uploading more topic because of school and stuff, so let me know if you would like to become a co-writer!
All you need to tell me is you name (or account name), and send me a long or short preference.
Thanks! xx
