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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( DO NOT OPEN THIS BOOK UNLESS YOU HAVE READ THE FIRST ONE WHICH IS CALLED 'THE BLIND KID') (COVER BY @inkedtattoos :-)) &quot; Can you take a picture with me, Harry? &quot; I ask. I touch his arm, but he jerks away. I hadn't seen him in person in forever. I back up. His lips curl into a smirk, Ray Bans in his hand and a bottle of scotch in the other. &quot; I'm sorta busy, &quot; He spits, starting to walk away. I grab onto his arm again and he angrily turns around, throwing his arms in the air. &quot; I have to go! Leave me the hell alone. You can get a picture later, &quot; He shouts. The anger in his tone was apparent and his teeth were clenched together. I almost whimper, when he freezes. He was acting ridiculous. The sad thing was that this has been happening a lot. Everything was fine and then he started having sudden mood swings and then comes along him being rude to fans. ' Harry styles rude to fans ' made the cover of every newspaper and magazine in the world. He was screwed. He later earned respect back from people, when the whole thing blew over. I could tell he was relieved to say the least, but his ego has gotten bigger and bigger, just as his popularity grew; One directions popularity. &quot; You sound familiar, &quot; He whispers, gripping the bottle of scotch. I was scared it might break. &quot; Do I know you? &quot; He ask. I nod my head to myself, but don't say anything. He didn't need to know. I didn't want him to know. I hated that he was acting like this. The Harry I knew would never do this. I could feel a tear fall down my cheek and I turn to walk away. The air smells odd and the blinking lights twinkle in the distant. I keep walking even when I hear his voice calling for me. &quot; Wait! Come back! &quot; He yells. I keep walking.

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