He My Angel//Zayn Mailk
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Ongoing31m
Last published Tue, Jul 12, 2016
I woke up and felt a pair s hands wrap
ed around my waist i turned and saw zayn he looks so peaceful when he sleeps i kissed his soft lips and got dressed. I went into the kitchen to make our breakfast when i felt a pair or arms grab me i jumped alittle and saw it was zayn wat could go wrong i love this boy he means the world to me.will at least thats wat i think?? Is it or is he mistake?
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"What was it like?" Zayn glanced at me. "What?" "Becoming-" I hesitated, lowering my voice. "You know." Zayn exhaled slowly, looking back ahead. His fingers twitched in his jacket pockets. "Painful," he admitted. "And... lonely." I watched him carefully. "Did you have anyone?" He didn't answer right away. Then, quietly-"Not really." My chest tightened again. I wasn't sure what made me say it, but before I could stop myself- "Well," I said, trying to keep my voice steady. "You're not alone now."
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