The Bird Tattoo (dark z.m. au)
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  • LECTURAS 1,389
  • Votos 152
  • Partes 10
  • Hora 49m
Continúa, Has publicado abr 01, 2015
"Tell me your mine." he demands. 

Her eyes drop and she turns her head. His hands wraps in her hair so she can't look away. 

"I don't care if you're lying, just say you're mine"

Her emerald green eyes hold his stare for what seemed like forever. Breathing heavy, her voice rings out. 

"I'm yours" 

And she wasn't lying.
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This is Siyana's (my) life! *this is a real life story and the names are changed due to copyright issues* Tons of boy drama and shipping. Hope you enjoy my life! Here are a few glimpses : 1. "From today I'll call you silverboy" I said. "What?" he exclaimed. "74-silverboy-Awad!" "Shut up, Siyana" he chuckled. And that's when I started calling him silverboy. Honestly, from here, I kept on calling him silverboy and never really stopped. 2. "What. About. Me, huh?" I whispered. "You know what I'd do to you?" he says as he slams me into the lockers. Everyone is simply staring at us, scared to interrupt Malik completely becoming a beast. Pedro screeches "3, 2, 1 *claps* Both of you should f*ck! Everyone! 3, 2, 1 both-" "f*ck off" Malik interrupts as he scrambles off me. "What would you do huh?" I whisper hungrily, yet again. He slams me against the locker, harder this time. He leans forward and bends down to match my eye level, completely forgetting that we're in public. "There's two parts of me. One part of me wants to murder you" he sighs. 3. "Okay. Now Hazza's getting murdered" I say out loud. " Anyone selling popcorn? I'll take it for 50 Dirhams, final price" Zayn says. "HAZZA ALMANSOORI!" I snap. "I'm sorrrry" he purrs whilst chuckling. "You're not sorry are you? Are you sorry, Hazza?" I say firmly, trying to sound intimidating. "You're not intimidating!" A very familiar voice states. Malik. "Well, speak of the devil." I sarcastically smile. "So happy to see me, aren't you? What's Hazza doing?" He asks, his voice laced with curiosity. "He was shipping us both." I whisper-yell, knowing what's about to come next. Malik punches Hazza....Anddddd Hazza gets a black eye from Malik. Of course!