one single tweet [n.h]
"so how did you guys met?" "well, we met because of a single tweet"
"so how did you guys met?" "well, we met because of a single tweet"
"So girls you get called the British version of The Janoskians... how do you feel about that?" the interviewer said, slightly leaning closer to me. "Well, we're alot different from them like we're girls, British and don't do as extreme stuff, but i'm not complianing there all good guys and good looking" I replied "So...
"Where do you think you're going? Did I told you to leave?" He spoke and walked closer to me. He placed his left hand around my throat and pushed against the wall. I winced in pain. He was holding a knife in his right hand, and slowly trailed down with the top of the knife down my jawline. "D-dont, please" I gulped. I...