Ghost Of You -ZaynMalik-

“When I was a little girl I used to read fairy tales. In fairy tales you meet Prince Charming and .always wearing a black cape so you always know who he is. Then you grow up and you realize that Prince Charming is not as easy to find as you thought. You realize the bad guy is not wearing a black cape and he's not easy to spot; he's really funny, and he makes you laugh, and he has perfect hair. -Demi James XaVier


I'm breathin' in, breathin' out
Ain't that what it's all about?
Livin' life crazy loud
Like I have the right to
No More words in my mouth
Nothin' left for me to doubt
But I don't think I'll ever break through
The ghost of you

We Always regret what we didn't enjoy and try to live but is it all worth it?

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10. Shame Little Princess Shame..

Love is that condition in which the happiness of another person is essential to your own... Jealousy is a disease, love is a healthy condition. The immature mind often mistakes one for the other, or assumes that the greater the love, the greater the jealousy. -Demi James XaVier

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-Demi-

it was now or never and right now i hope i wont regret it

i pushed my lips on his with as much passion as possible and for quiet a second there he kissed back but then he pulled back looking at me shocked but who can blame him .last night we were at each others faces screaming shouting cussing everything possible and now.

"What's.."zayn said out of breath.

but i didn't let him continue to speak as i pressed my lips to his soft ones oh if you only knew how soft they were , after a couple of seconds he kissed back also with much passion i almost melted ,i couldn't believe it that as in today i was kissing zayn and that i made the first move.

"Just shut up..and don't let me go"i mumbled between kisses 

"Wouldn't dream of it princess" he said

and this time he pushed me against the wall.with no regret today i was ready and i was sure he was worth it .. hmm i hope ?

a moan escaped my mouth when he slowly kissed my  necks and bite it leaving a love bite i couldn't give a damn about tomorrow in this moment all that mattered was me and him nothing else.

we moved on to the bed and in a second his shirt was of and mine to i was holding him for my dear life 

"Zayn i love you"i mumbled i wasn't in normal state right now ,for me his kisses where like my own drugs they could get me toxic-ed for a second.

as soon as these words escaped my mouth something sparkled in his eyes and made fire grow in them

"GET OUT" he told me while he like almost threw me of the bed.

"What"i almost whispered as the tears formed in my eyes

"I SAID GET OUT"he shouted in my face

this was the last straw the tears i couldn't believe it i shook my head laughing which only made the fire in his eye grow more and more

"i should have known ..Shame on me"i said while laughing while i walked out of the door.

the moment the door was slammed behind me i broke down crying i should have know ..stupid me i should have known

i went to bed that night well it was like in the morning considering it's 5 am in tears and a lot of things on my mind

.-Dream-

"I love you Demi"zayn whispered slowly kissing me so softly on my lips

"I love you too "i whispered back at him holding on to him afraid he might go away.

but after a few seconds

he was standing in a grave yard crying silently holding flowers in his hands he put them on the grave

when i got a closer look it was written

"Farley beloved Wife resent in peace we love you and love never dies"

"Demi Malik..Beloved wife"

-Dream end-

i woke up panting i couldn't believe it this was the second time i dreamed about him but would it be bad if i said that i liked it ?

my phone beeped signaling i had a massage.when i opened it it read

"Bitch live and learn either pain or death but i won't rest until your dead..."blocked number

 

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