Game Over || Zayn Malik

Game Over || Zayn Malik

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' Asta e jocul . Trebuie sa te protejez . ' Imi zice iar lacrimile parca nu mi se mai opresc . Zambesc amar apoi prind curaj sa il intreb ceea ce asteptam demult . ' Ma iubesti ? ' Isi ridica privirea la mine apoi imi zambeste . ' Nu stiu ' Imi raspunde sincer , cred ,apoi imi ia mana intr-a lui . 'Atunci de ce faci asta?' 'Esti tot ce ar vrea clanul lui Marck , dar trebuie sa te am aici . Esti a mea . ' Ma imbratiseaza iar eu imi afund capul in tricoul lui inspirand mirosul barbatesc pe care il ador . 'Tatal tau stie in ale cui maini te-a lasat'
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I cupped her face in my hands, rubbing my thumbs in circles over her cheeks. She was having trouble finding words to describe what she felt, and I could relate. I loved her more than words could describe and telling her I loved her was almost an insult to my true feelings for her. My heart ached at just the thought of her not being with me. I honestly don't know what I would have done with myself if I had never went to that stupid party and met her. But, I have a feeling, we would have found each other, eventually. This love's too strong to ignore forever. Both of us had pieces of us missing, that neither of us were aware of until we met. We were like two puzzle pieces that finally connected. &quot;I love you,&quot; I whispered, leaning my forehead against hers. &quot;I love you more,&quot; she replied in a small whisper, her hand reaching up to caress my cheek while the other rested on my thigh. I shook my head, annoyed and charmed by the audacity she had to think that she could possibly love me more. &quot;I love you most,&quot; I persisted, causing her head to moved away from mine as she looked into my eyes. &quot;Always?&quot; She questioned, her eyes unreadable for a moment before a flash of fear passed through. &quot;Forever,&quot; I assured her and meaning it. We could live an entire lifetime or for eternity, and my love for her would never fade. It would only grow. There was nothing in this world that would ever change the way I loved her. My, Katarina.

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