MOVING. I HATE IT. A life with a new home, A new place, A new school. But the fact that I have to deal with it, makes it even worse. "LAURA, Stop acting like your life is over, sweetheart. Now go get in your Dancewear. You have to practice, You know?" Mom said, Taking some boxes out of the van. "HOW am I suppose to find my Dancewear when ALL of the clothes are still in boxes." I shrugged. She huffed, getting tired of my complaining. "Laura, Jus-" "Hello!" A woman with a beautiful British accent said. MY Mom turned around to her and gave a big smile. "Hello." "Welcome to bradford." My mom laughed. "Thank you. I APPERCIATE THAT WELCOME." The lady reached out her hand and shook Mom's. "I'm Trisha malik." She smiled brightly. "I'm Elizabeth."
MOM said, smiling back. Then she gave me that "Introduce-Yourself-" Look. I walked over to Trisha and gave a small smile. "I'm Laura." I said, shyly.
I shook her hand. "Nice to meet you both." She said, giving me a knowing smile. Then all of the sudden a boy with Dark brown hair, pink soft Lips that would make a girl melt, and beautiful eyes that you could stare in forever. He wore A leather jacket, A plain white T-shirt, Ripped skinny jeans, and combat boots. He smoothly ran his hand through his hair and licked his lips. He looked at me with a smirk. I blushed. "This is Daniaal. I'm his aunt."
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Your Dangerous. But I love you. (Daniaal Malik)
FanfictionLaura: Smart, beautiful, A dancer and A good girl. Daniaal: Flirt, Badboy, Hates school. "Why don't you like me?" "I never said I didn't like you, it's just I-I'm scared of you." "Why?" "Your Dangerous." ©Your Dangerous. But I love you.
