Dinner was awesome. I was so full after.
"The food was really good Mrs. Malik," I said.
"Oh dear don't call me that. Call me Patricia," she smiled at me.
Mrs.M - er Patricia made a homemade chicken, some carrots for Louis, and sweet corn. The conversation was all about the lads success and there next album.
After dinner, everybody was gone. Eliz is probably with Harry.
I went upstairs to Zayn's room to grab my purse and then someone grabbed me.
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My Bradford Bad Boy
FanfictionZayn Malik is the reason of Sadie's pain. She once want nothing but him. After the embarrassment, the tears, and the pain that was cause by him, Sadie finally realized that getting hit by a lighting is more possible than being with the arsehole. Unt...
