Violet got off the plane her hair was messy from sleeping on Zayn in the 10 hour flight from Seattle to London starting at six in the morning. She was tired and a little cranky it didn’t help that she was then greeted by four energetic boys who practically jumped on her for a hello. The greeting that really hit her, and by hit I mean literally hit her, was when Louie tossed a carrot at her and she was way too tired to think about it.
“Boy’s shush I’m tired, it’s like 4am.” Violet said as she hugged them each back and then walked to where she guessed the car to be parked.
“Love, you’re in London now. It is noon.” Louie said putting his arm around Violet who was struggling to keep her eyes open.
“Well then I’m just going to take a nap. Does someone want to carry me?” Violet asked waited for an answer, expecting a no she was surprised when she felt her legs swept up of the ground. She didn’t protest just laid her head on the guy’s chest, she looked up at sometime and found it was Zayn holding her.
“I’m so tired.” She whispered and a few of the boys laughed.
“Of course you are.” Zayn whispered back setting her in the car then turning to leave and grabbed her bags.
She whined,” No come back.”
Vie reached out to Zayn but he laughed,” No I need to get the bag’s. I’ll be back, love.” Violet immediately fell fast asleep; but was awoken by someone moving her, instead of speaking out she formed to the person and fell back asleep.
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It was around six in the morning and she awoke to the sound of soft snoring and found a rather heavy arm covering her. She was still in yoga pants and an oversized t-shirt from the plane ride to London. Careful not to wake up Zayn, aka the arm over her, she shimmed out of the bed and went in search of the shower.
The house, or whatever she was in, was huge, it took her 10 minutes to find her luggage with her shampoo, conditioner, razor, and soap; then 10 minutes to find the shower. It was worth it though because when she did find the bathroom, which it was maybe a 3 second walk from the room she was sleeping in to the bathroom.
It was when she walked in that bathroom that she was awe struck. The shower could fit an elephant in it and was so fancy that the water came from the actual ceiling. After a few seconds of her standing in the huge bathroom in awe she shut the door, not bothering to lock it since it was six in the morning and Zayn was asleep. Then easily took off the clothes she had been wearing for the last 24 hours and started the shower.
She was surprised when the shower came out hot and didn’t take a few seconds to turn hot. Immediately she stepped in grateful that the hot water was pounding on her back. After a little while she closed her eyes and began to sing very softly so only she could hear.
Come on skinny love just last the year
Pour a little salt we were never here
my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
Staring at the sink of blood and crushed veneer
Tell my love to wreck it all
Cut the ropes and let me fall
my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
Right at the moment this order’s tall
Violet grabbed for her shampoo when she heard another voice come in singing was smoothly and on pitch.
I'm trying to save us girl.....
They got that...
They got that kryptonite...
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A Thousand Miles
Fanfiction{{A ONE DIRECTION FANFICTION}} "Ever has it been that love knows not of it's own depth until the hour of separation." A surprisingly accurate quote from Kahlil Gibran seems to define Violet's life. The death of her mother, father, and brother create...
