Zayn's POV
What's the matter with her? Gosh. I have to admit I love to hear her voice. Emilia Eduque and Via has the same voice. Oh god. I really miss Via. I really want to see her badly.. God, give me a sign please.
I look at my window and glances at Emilia Eduque's house. I saw her at her window. I need to see her face because I can only see her hair. When she was about to close her window, at last! I saw her face and she is so beaut- VIA! No Zayn. You're just imagining. No.
No. It is really Via. The girl I really love.
End POV
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Via's POV
I was about to close the curtains of the glass door when I heard someone calling my name an its... Oh my god! Zayn saw me! Dammit, Via! He's now running to my house calling my name. I hurried to lock the door but he tries to push the door so that I can't lock the door. He keeps on pushing the door and I also keep on doing it. Zayn got the strength so he gave all his strength and he won but he bumped to the jar near the door and the jar broke,
Me: Zayn!
He fell on the floor his arm bleeding because of the broken jar. He cries in pain. "oh my god," i کہا while I'm dragging him to the sofa to give him first aid.
Me: You're such a crazy person, Zayn!
Zayn: Shut up!
I laid him down on the sofa and I went to my closet to get the first aid kit. I'm now panicking. Dammit, Zayn! You're such a problem! I hurried to the living room and sits near him. I put some medicine on his wound and he shouts in pain.
Me: Shut up!
Zayn: It hurts!
I finished curing his wound.I pulled his sleeve up and ties a clean white cloth around his wound. Zayn sits near me.
Zayn: I miss you, Via.
Me: Shut up.
Zayn: I won't. Ouch!
Me: Don't touch your wound.
Zayn just smiled at me.
Me: Why are آپ smiling?
Zayn: je t'aime. [i love you]
I swear when I heard those words, I can't help but ughhh I don't know how to describe it.
Me: Stop it, Zayn. ce que tu fais ici? [what are آپ doing here?]
Zayn: I want to be with you.
Me: The reason why I went here in France is because I want to get rid all of you.
Zayn: Via, I still love you.
Me: آپ broke up with me!
Gosh, I really want to مککا, عجیب الخلقت him in the face right now.
Zayn: Fine. See yah around. (leaves her house)
At last! The idiot was already out of sight. But a few سیکنڈ later, I heard an angry voice. It comes from Zayn outside my house. I went to him...
Zayn's POV
Dammit! The car key! Why am I so unlucky today!
End POV
Via's POV
I saw Zayn's face and he was so angry. Haha. I love it when he's mad.
Me: What happened, Malik?
Zayn: What happened? My key fell into the manhole!
He buried his head on her hands while me... Haha I'm just laughing..
Zayn: What am I gonna do?
Me: Don't tell me you'll sleep at my house.
Zayn: Sounds great, honey. (his face an inch away from me)
Me: (jerks away) No way! Non! [No!]
Zayn: (pouts) Pleaseeeeee....
Me: Ughhhh Fine! On سیکنڈ thought. No.
Zayn: Why?
Me: Mr. Malik, there's only one bedroom in my house.
Zayn: It doesn't matter. (shows me his wound) And my wound still hurts...
Me: God, Zayn! (pause) Okay, Fine.
Zayn: I love you.
Me: Shut up. Get inside, Malik
What's the matter with her? Gosh. I have to admit I love to hear her voice. Emilia Eduque and Via has the same voice. Oh god. I really miss Via. I really want to see her badly.. God, give me a sign please.
I look at my window and glances at Emilia Eduque's house. I saw her at her window. I need to see her face because I can only see her hair. When she was about to close her window, at last! I saw her face and she is so beaut- VIA! No Zayn. You're just imagining. No.
No. It is really Via. The girl I really love.
End POV
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Via's POV
I was about to close the curtains of the glass door when I heard someone calling my name an its... Oh my god! Zayn saw me! Dammit, Via! He's now running to my house calling my name. I hurried to lock the door but he tries to push the door so that I can't lock the door. He keeps on pushing the door and I also keep on doing it. Zayn got the strength so he gave all his strength and he won but he bumped to the jar near the door and the jar broke,
Me: Zayn!
He fell on the floor his arm bleeding because of the broken jar. He cries in pain. "oh my god," i کہا while I'm dragging him to the sofa to give him first aid.
Me: You're such a crazy person, Zayn!
Zayn: Shut up!
I laid him down on the sofa and I went to my closet to get the first aid kit. I'm now panicking. Dammit, Zayn! You're such a problem! I hurried to the living room and sits near him. I put some medicine on his wound and he shouts in pain.
Me: Shut up!
Zayn: It hurts!
I finished curing his wound.I pulled his sleeve up and ties a clean white cloth around his wound. Zayn sits near me.
Zayn: I miss you, Via.
Me: Shut up.
Zayn: I won't. Ouch!
Me: Don't touch your wound.
Zayn just smiled at me.
Me: Why are آپ smiling?
Zayn: je t'aime. [i love you]
I swear when I heard those words, I can't help but ughhh I don't know how to describe it.
Me: Stop it, Zayn. ce que tu fais ici? [what are آپ doing here?]
Zayn: I want to be with you.
Me: The reason why I went here in France is because I want to get rid all of you.
Zayn: Via, I still love you.
Me: آپ broke up with me!
Gosh, I really want to مککا, عجیب الخلقت him in the face right now.
Zayn: Fine. See yah around. (leaves her house)
At last! The idiot was already out of sight. But a few سیکنڈ later, I heard an angry voice. It comes from Zayn outside my house. I went to him...
Zayn's POV
Dammit! The car key! Why am I so unlucky today!
End POV
Via's POV
I saw Zayn's face and he was so angry. Haha. I love it when he's mad.
Me: What happened, Malik?
Zayn: What happened? My key fell into the manhole!
He buried his head on her hands while me... Haha I'm just laughing..
Zayn: What am I gonna do?
Me: Don't tell me you'll sleep at my house.
Zayn: Sounds great, honey. (his face an inch away from me)
Me: (jerks away) No way! Non! [No!]
Zayn: (pouts) Pleaseeeeee....
Me: Ughhhh Fine! On سیکنڈ thought. No.
Zayn: Why?
Me: Mr. Malik, there's only one bedroom in my house.
Zayn: It doesn't matter. (shows me his wound) And my wound still hurts...
Me: God, Zayn! (pause) Okay, Fine.
Zayn: I love you.
Me: Shut up. Get inside, Malik
The Cover for Midnight Memories
And now Omg, Omg
the Track فہرست for Midnight Memories! *-*
Midnight Memories
1- Best Song Ever
2- Story Of My Life
3- Diana
4- Midnight Memories
5- آپ & I
6- Don't Forget Where آپ Belong
7- Strong
8- Happily
9- Right Now
10- Little Black Dress
11- Through The Dark
12- Something Great
13- Little White Lies
14- Better Than Words
Niall: He scrolls to the very beginning of your text message conversations and reads them over and over again. He even imagines آپ right اگلے to him and reads them with your voice in his head.
Liam: He goes through the تصویر album that he has dedicated to آپ on his cell phone. Then, he’ll go back and listen to all the voice mails that he refuses to delete.
Louis: He mopes around and sings sad songs that remind him of you. Even though it’s all pretty depressing, it somehow helps him get through it.
Harry: He calls آپ whenever he gets the chance. But, he has آپ doing all the talking. “I just want to hear your voice…I can’t get enough of it these days." he’ll say.
Zayn: He sleeps as much as possible so he can dream of you. He figures that it’s the only way that he can be near آپ while آپ are so far away. And of course, he always tucked in the covers with the teddy برداشت, ریچھ آپ gave him to take on tour.
Liam: He goes through the تصویر album that he has dedicated to آپ on his cell phone. Then, he’ll go back and listen to all the voice mails that he refuses to delete.
Louis: He mopes around and sings sad songs that remind him of you. Even though it’s all pretty depressing, it somehow helps him get through it.
Harry: He calls آپ whenever he gets the chance. But, he has آپ doing all the talking. “I just want to hear your voice…I can’t get enough of it these days." he’ll say.
Zayn: He sleeps as much as possible so he can dream of you. He figures that it’s the only way that he can be near آپ while آپ are so far away. And of course, he always tucked in the covers with the teddy برداشت, ریچھ آپ gave him to take on tour.
Zayn!! <3
Hazza!!
