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I looked up at him as I laid in his lap. The blue sky was slowly fading into jet black. The way he took a draw from his cigarette was so attractive, and I don't know why. He blew out the smoke and looked down at me smiling. " what? " he asked playing with my hair. "Why don't you believe in love?" I starred into his beautiful hazel brown eyes. "Talia darling... " ,he grabbed my hand, "love is just a make believe story for the ones who don't see the cruelty of the world. Love is for the naive, weak, and blind who have yet to wake up to see the this disgusting place we call earth" I looked up into the sky. "Then we have a problem." I squeezed his hands. "What may that be?" He asked concerned. I sat my self up on the grassy hill and turned to face him. "I must be dreaming. Because I'm blinded by your beauty" "Talia no-" I cut him off "Let me finish, Zayn Malik. I'm I love with you." ---
Chapter One.
