"Always knew I'd find you here, in a puddle of the bravest tears" ~ Rise Against, Tragedy+Time
ºHARRY
I walked in to the small café that me and her fell in love at. As I was sculpting out a place to sit my eyes landed on a pair of dark brown one...
all the memories started flooding back. Every moment... happy, sad, funny, scary, crazy, calm. They were all the best moment of my life.
ºFlashback*
Why did Zayn have to move to these snobby rich ass town houses? It already took me two buses, and a walk over 'The Tracks', and some persuading of the guards. Thanks to them I gave up the last dope and vodka I had.
On my way to his house I got insolent look from women sunbathing on the lawn and men mowing the healthy green grass. snobby bitches.
Not paying any attention to the rest I continued my treacherous journey to my best friend's residence. I knocked on the door three times before the mahogany wood creaked open.
"Hey, mate you got the stuff?" Zayn's eyes widdened as he looked over my shoulder at the now empty backpack.
"No you idiot. You forgot to warn me about your pathetic lousy ass guards men."
"Oh yeah, Shawn and Blake are pretty chill once you get to know them" he chuckled.
"Not interested" I grumbled as we walked to the curb.
"Well, I only have one"
"It'll do" I said irritated. Zayn pulled out the weed wrap and lit it. We passed it back and forth. I let my mind wander and so did my eyes.
There were four girls playing in the sprinkers, but one caught my eye. she had milk chocolate skin and black poofy hair that went to her shoulder blades. she looked pretty hot in her daisy dukes and half shirt red flannel.
"You remember that super old couple that used to live in that house when I first moved here. So, the old man died, and the lady went to live with her kids. Anyway those new families that were in the news, one of them bought that house and the other family live across the street. Apparently the dad is a lawyer or some shit at that 'J&A Law Firm'. the daughters are pretty hot, but I only got eyes for Perrie."
"Good luck with that prince charming." I couldn't really listen to Zayn's boring ass story. all I could think about was her. God, I got have her in my bed
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Perfect and the Punk♥H.S (au)
FanfictionSlow updates Clarke Jasont is something perfect. Captain of the soccer team, head cheerleader, straight A student, on the debate team, complete sweetheart and a virgin. yeah she's a nominee for Ms. Prefect Pagent Princess. There is a slight problem...
