Windows (Zayn Malik)

Windows (Zayn Malik)

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Ari Fletcher let go of them 6 years ago. She moved on with her life, keeping small memories on her journey through life. Landing a bad job with even worse people, she never thought all those memories would come flooding back because of one pair of eyes. "They say that the eyes are the windows to the soul, and that day, I finally knew what they meant." *** [Excerpt] Most people don’t really think very much of hands. Sure, they’re useful; people use them every day. But there are small things a simple hand can do that many people don’t seem to realize, like help a person up. A hand, noticeably larger than my own, as well as bonier, reached out towards me. It wasn’t very long until a familiar body came down to my level, reaching the ground with a sudden fall. I have a thing about moments: living them, recording them, and remembering them. It was a simple laugh, really. One simple laugh shared by two people lasting three seconds, more or less. I never would’ve thought that one small moment like that would be something I remembered for a long time. But it felt nice, sharing a laugh with him. The best part was, I saw his eyes again. This time, they weren’t confused, or lost, or tired. They were happy. Those were the very eyes that I fell for back when I worried too much about things that didn’t need to be worried about at all. They were the cause of my happiness.
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**Book 2 titled Keep Me is up** The lights were off, all except the emergency light that flickered every now and then. I got chills just being here by my lonesome... at least I thought I were. I heard the door then footsteps coming directly towards me. "Hello?" I called out, angling my head to get a clearer view. I waited a couple seconds then suddenly I saw this dark figure walk under the emergency light. The moment the light hit those soft brown eyes, I knew exactly who it was, feeling safe enough to turn my attention back to closing the closet door. "What are you doing here?" I asked, throwing him a look over my shoulder. I felt him coming closer behind me, causing me to turn around. "I came here to be dressed," He was now inches away from me. "Isn't that your job, babe?" "Only for the next hour and a half," I said, backing up as he moved closer. When I felt the doors of the closet pressed against my back, a couple of swears escaped my mouth and I knew that I had no other choice but to await his next move. He was now an inch away from my face, staring me directly in the eyes. He leaned down to my ear, grazing it before he spoke. "Then dress me."

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