I became a bit inspired after reading a few of the things Zayn has zei in the past. A few of these quotes are very inspirational. Especially the one that says "Just close your eyes and enjoy the roller coaster that is life." So, I wrote this. Enjoy Xx
"Just shut the hell up! I can't take it anymore. u just don't understand what I've been through Zayn. Why don't u just pack your fucking bags and leave me alone?" I screamed. Zayn and I were fighting for about the millionth time. Our arguments mostly consisted of us screaming to each other, back and forth. I cant even remember what we were fighting about. I took it a little too far this time , though. In order to express the inexplicable anger I felt at that moment, I began to throw stuff at Zayn. A vase of flowers he bought me, shattered to the tile floor. He stared at me, his faces fixed into a painful expression. Then I grabbed a picture frame. The crystal frame had contained a picture of Zayn and I kissing in the sunset on a beach. It was our very first kiss. I threw that to him. Zayn ducked and the picture frame crashed against the uithangbord and fell to the floor into a million pieces. His eyed grew wide. Zayn had tears brimming in his bloodshot eyes. I'd done it. I'd hit the last straw. Before I knew it, I was all alone in of flat horrified door what I'd done. As I sat there all alone, I remembered something. Zayn had a flight scheduled for tommorow afternoon. He wanted to visit his mother for a week, before he and the rest of the lads left for the Take Me home pagina Tour. What a mere coincidence. But I knew I needed to talk to him. I would call him after his flight landed tomorrow. So, I spent the entire afternoon qatching sappy love films and eating ice cream. After a while it became hard to concentrate on what the actors were saying. Weariness overcame me and I fell asleep. The volgende day, I woke up at four in the afternoon still a bit groggy. I clicked on the t.v. For all I knew, a Third World War could've been raging on and I never would've known. The news were on and it took me a few minuten to register what the news reporter had been saying.
"Police are reporting that there has been a passenger jet crash. Flight number 286 to Bradford crashed shortly after take-off. meer than 100 passengers were on board, many are feared dead. An emergency spokesperson has stated that the plane burst into flames shortly afterwards, although eyewitnesses believe that there are some survivors from the crash. The task of recovering the dead is underway.." 286. Flight 286..why did that sound so familiar? Then it all made sense. Bradford. Flight 286. It was Zayn who had been on that plane.
Should I make a part two?? :)
"Just shut the hell up! I can't take it anymore. u just don't understand what I've been through Zayn. Why don't u just pack your fucking bags and leave me alone?" I screamed. Zayn and I were fighting for about the millionth time. Our arguments mostly consisted of us screaming to each other, back and forth. I cant even remember what we were fighting about. I took it a little too far this time , though. In order to express the inexplicable anger I felt at that moment, I began to throw stuff at Zayn. A vase of flowers he bought me, shattered to the tile floor. He stared at me, his faces fixed into a painful expression. Then I grabbed a picture frame. The crystal frame had contained a picture of Zayn and I kissing in the sunset on a beach. It was our very first kiss. I threw that to him. Zayn ducked and the picture frame crashed against the uithangbord and fell to the floor into a million pieces. His eyed grew wide. Zayn had tears brimming in his bloodshot eyes. I'd done it. I'd hit the last straw. Before I knew it, I was all alone in of flat horrified door what I'd done. As I sat there all alone, I remembered something. Zayn had a flight scheduled for tommorow afternoon. He wanted to visit his mother for a week, before he and the rest of the lads left for the Take Me home pagina Tour. What a mere coincidence. But I knew I needed to talk to him. I would call him after his flight landed tomorrow. So, I spent the entire afternoon qatching sappy love films and eating ice cream. After a while it became hard to concentrate on what the actors were saying. Weariness overcame me and I fell asleep. The volgende day, I woke up at four in the afternoon still a bit groggy. I clicked on the t.v. For all I knew, a Third World War could've been raging on and I never would've known. The news were on and it took me a few minuten to register what the news reporter had been saying.
"Police are reporting that there has been a passenger jet crash. Flight number 286 to Bradford crashed shortly after take-off. meer than 100 passengers were on board, many are feared dead. An emergency spokesperson has stated that the plane burst into flames shortly afterwards, although eyewitnesses believe that there are some survivors from the crash. The task of recovering the dead is underway.." 286. Flight 286..why did that sound so familiar? Then it all made sense. Bradford. Flight 286. It was Zayn who had been on that plane.
Should I make a part two?? :)
This Should Actually Be A voorbeeld For The Story..So Here It Is..I Guess I'll Put The 1st Part Today of Tomorrow of Anytime Soon...lol
Well It's Not Quite A voorbeeld It's meer About The Things That'll Happens In The Story
Here:
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5 Friends. They have a normal life in the USA. They go to a normal school and live in a normal family. Everything seams normal and a bit boring. Till 1 dag 5 boys transfer to their school. How will that change their normal life? Will they hate each other of become vrienden of even more?
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Hope u Like It <333
I Know It's Bad But Don't Be Mean To Me
Zayn♥~ I love your style. Especially your hair. Your adorable. Your funny and incredibly talented(:
Louis~ Your probally the funniest. Your definantly the craziest.. dont change that(: Your an amazing singer. Iloveyou♥
Liam~ Your the hardest to explain for because I have the mostto say about you. Umm.. Your incredibly cutee, really funny, and amazing in every way. Iloveyousomuch. Never EVER change. If anyone hurts u ima track them down and hurt them♥
Harry~ Im glad your the youngest cuz it gives u a reaon to be the most adorable. Your a really good singer. Im gelei of your hair. I want it alot. Never grow up cuz if yuo do u ont be my lil boy no more♥
Niall~ Your my lil blondie. Your hair is adorable. Im glad your irish cause your different(: Your really funny and a really talented singer. I cant wait for yall to come to the U.S.♥
Love all five of you! ~ Sydney (Syd) @LiamsLilShawty
Louis~ Your probally the funniest. Your definantly the craziest.. dont change that(: Your an amazing singer. Iloveyou♥
Liam~ Your the hardest to explain for because I have the mostto say about you. Umm.. Your incredibly cutee, really funny, and amazing in every way. Iloveyousomuch. Never EVER change. If anyone hurts u ima track them down and hurt them♥
Harry~ Im glad your the youngest cuz it gives u a reaon to be the most adorable. Your a really good singer. Im gelei of your hair. I want it alot. Never grow up cuz if yuo do u ont be my lil boy no more♥
Niall~ Your my lil blondie. Your hair is adorable. Im glad your irish cause your different(: Your really funny and a really talented singer. I cant wait for yall to come to the U.S.♥
Love all five of you! ~ Sydney (Syd) @LiamsLilShawty