Mind of Mine || Zayn Malik

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He sat at the edge of the stool and married his hands rigidly on his lap as he watched the pair move out of sight towards the exit. He left the club later in the night feeling uneasy, not due to the gurgle of toxins in his empty stomach, but simply because of the girl who seemed to belong to everyone but him.
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{ A bittersweet tale inspired by Zayn's album and the amorous songs in it.}