"Do you remember that park we used to go to?"
"we used to go there every single day, Zayn, of course."
"we used to always have the best times there, yanno? we would sit on the swings for hours just havin' a laugh"
"where are you now?"
"Australia. Sydney, actually. far away, really far away. way too far away from you and our swing set."
"you'll be back to visit soon."
"not soon enough."
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Distance / / z.m.
FanfictionLate night Phone calls between a boy living the dream and the girl he left back home.
