Looking Down , (Zayn Malik Fanfiction)

Looking Down , (Zayn Malik Fanfiction)

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[ bulimia - the action of consuming very large quantities of food during episodes of bingeing. ] Graycen Hope Moore is a normal seventeen year old girl, except for her depression and bulimia. Graycen has been bulliedvery severely, mentally and physically. In person and on social networking. She has very light blonde hair with pale skin. She's very petite, a size four, striving for an even smaller size. Her peers burned into her mind that she must be skinny to be beautiful. She must be skinny for someone to love her. That is, until she runs into the boy of her dreams, Zayn Malik.
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The world finds odd ways to put people together. For them, it was PR. ~ She walked along the shore, the humid air, feeling much colder next to the beach. She shut her eyes and stood there, letting the sound of crashing waves overtake every single thought in her minds, ironically, silencing the bustling thoughts. She felt peaceful. He noticed a girl walking just a few feet ahead of him. At first, his thought was that it could be her but it didn't seem that way. The closer he went the more different the person looked. He let out a sigh of lost conviction. He felt hopeless. His footing must've been horrible as he slipped over a rock and tumbled forward, a little gasp of shock leaving his lips. The unexpected rustling behind her, made her face the intrusion. Noticing the man on his knees, she went over to him, lending a helping hand. He noticed a very familiar ring covered hand stick out towards him. He didn't think much of it as he held it to stand up. Why did it feel like home? ~

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