Lighters & Cigarette // Zayn Malik

CHAPTER: 10

Lighters & Cigarette

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Warning: This book contains swearing the amount of water in the sea and you might come across some naughty stuff. some text may seem familiar, No Copyright Intended.

Zayn Malik

 An artist is a creature, driven by demons.....

i said what was on my mind and in my heart. and by the looks of it maybe she would finally understand me. but i swear if she defends herself after this mother fucking, heart pouring display of emotion, i swear i will loose my nuts.'"whatever, but-" 

that's it. my senses slipped out of my ear and my senses gave up on me. face to face wasn't enough for me, anymore. her lips placed under mine, struck lightning inside. it was like a personal firework show under my skin. every touch had a secret with in. 

she softly touched my skin, I feel like she's touching every vain in my body. she carefully put her hands around my neck, I feel like there is nowhere else i'd rather be. i slowly pull her closer to me, I feel like there no one else i'd rather be with

i gently kiss her lips, I feel like she has already taken me to heaven but that the one place, reality would never let me be. we break a part. she looks deeply into my eyes like she's trying to tell me something. I move closer to her until I feel her against my chest. I kiss her and she kisses me back

I feel like I'm going to explode with happiness, I will always keep this memory in my heart for eternity

 her lips on mine and the world at rest, what more can i ask for?a heavy foot steps but an even heavier heart was what i exited the room with. people passed out on the couch in the living room. a small thud in the kitchen and Ronnie comes out, with a cup of tea in her hand. 

i angrily threw my jacket over my shoulder, reaching for the door with the no care attitude before she called on me.

"oye? what's wrong?" i snort at her and walk out to the lobby slamming the door behind me. 

half way thought the lobby, before i heard the door click open. "hey wait up!!" she runs up to me, the steaming cup still in her hand.

"i swear to God, its not her fault." she speaks with no doubt, even though she did not witness anything.

"what? how'd you-" i stop in my track and look at her confused.

"yeah. i can read minds. but anyway. it not her fault her life hasn't been as easy as this. and she's just uncertain. i promise she's going to come around." she explains " she's given up on her self, you can't do that. just give her time. okay?"

i wasn't sure, she seemed pretty convincing. but i loved her and she didn't want anything to do with me. and i can't carry on with a hope that was as scattered as this.

"ok, ok, ok. hear me out. if she doesn't call you up with in the next week.  i'll take matters in my own hand. here's her number." taking out her phone, she slips her hand into my jacket and pulls out mine, her fingers play over the screen for a few second and then she's done.

 she returns to the door without a word, but i'm still in the middle of the hall. and then she yells "see you soon romeo."

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 isn't it ironic how the things we do to feel alive are the things that can kill us. she came in like a strong flow of winds before the storm, but im still waiting for the sky to rumble and take me by surprise.