A different kind of love

An affair between Seventeen Magazines new columnist and a well known member of an oh so famous boyband starts off as an fling in London. A fun sort of relationship, no strings attached kind of thing, between two people whom enjoys a fun night.

The struggle between two lovers that somehow got stuck in old habits while finding themselves stuck in relationships with persons they do not belong with. Heartache, cheating and first and foremost - love. The kind of love you would go straight through hell for, but find yourself incapacitated by the fear of your own emotions.


1. Fading reflections

A different kind of love

“Some people bring out the worst in you, others bring out the best, and then there are those remarkably rare, addictive ones who just bring out the most. Of everything. They make you feel so alive that you’d follow them straight into hell, just to keep getting your fix.”

2014, New York
"You know I love you, what else could you possibly want from me?" He looked at her with gloomy eyes before he continued to watch the tv, placed right opposite the bed which he sat on, only wearing the towel that was strapped around his hips, and she sat on a chair in front of a mirror a couple of feet away. Without giving him as much as a glance, she answered.
"I want you." Caoutisly she bit her lip as she looked at his reflection in the mirror. She knew that this was something he didn't feel like talking about and they had been avoiding the subject for too long. He rested his head in his hands and ran his fingers through his hair, still damp from the shower. He slowly raised his head and their eyes locked in the reflection.
"It's not that easy T and you know that. So stop bitching about it." He sighed. His big brown eyes that used to be loving and caring were at the moment cold and filled with emptiness. To avoid his eyes she looked down on her makeup which was placed on the desk in front of her. She could feel that her eyes started too fill up with tears so she slowly closed her eyes and bit her tongue to stop herself from getting emotional. "No tears, not here, not around him." She opened her eyes and reached her powder, carefully applying another layer of makeup under her eyes as an attempt to cover up any sign of the tears that just a moment ago slowly ran down her cheeks.
"I know that it isn't easy, but I never knew it would be this hard. It was never supposed to be like this."

2012, London
"T, the cabs are here to pick us up in 20 minutes. Me and Sienna would also like to have access to the bathroom mirror, you know." Her two friends Anna and Sienna knocked and kicked at the door, but T just rolled her eyes at her reflection in the mirror and kept applying some red lipstick. She eyed herself in the mirror, carefully admiring herself. Her hair was beautifully styled thanks to Anna and T had somehow managed to apply makeup on without looking like the joker. She smiled at her reflection before she turned around to the door to let her friends inside. She imagined that her friends would fall through the door once she opened but when she finally did so they weren't even outside the door. She glanced to the left and saw her friends sitting in the livingroom with one glass each in front of them on the livingroom table. She entered the room and soon sat down on the couch beside Sienna. T was handed a glass, filled with a pink liqued that seemed to glitter in the glass.
"Congratulations on the new job, love!" Her friends smiled widely at her and all of them took a few sips of their drinks.
"Now ladies, get this party started for real!" Sienna winked at T and a few minutes later they had finished the entire bottle.

About half an hour later they found themselves seated at one of the VIP tables at a popular club in London. They table was filled with all different kind of alcohol you could wish for -drinks, beer and champagne. The couches around the table were occupied by all of their friends. As usual it was all thanks to Sienna, she knew all the owners to the biggest clubs in London, mostly thanks too her dad but also because of her stunning beauty. Dark seducing eyes, her perfectly brownish colored skin and the freckles on her cheeks. A true afro american beauty that made every girl feel ordinary and boring.
"Come on T, lets shake that booty!" Sienna shouted from the other side of the table and started to laugh as she stood up and started to walk towards the dancefloor. Just a few seconds later T stood with Sienna in the middle of the dancefloor and danced to the rythm of the music. Laughing together the way girls do about everything.

Many songs and a lot of funny moments later they sit on a couch on the VIP sections balcony. They lit one cigarette each and looked at the stunning view of London by night.
"This is truly a fun night T! I would love to.." But Sienna didn't get the chance to finish her sentence because out of the blue her boyfriend sat between them on the sofa, planting kisses all over Siennas face. And a few seconds later both of them dissapeard into the club, leaving T behind. She didn't mind, she enjoyed being by herself and took the opportunity to admire the amazing view that London offered.
Suddenly she heard how someone lit a cigarette to see if it was Sienna whom had returned. To her big surprise, and joy, she noticed that it wasn't her beloved friend.
"You're Zayn Malik, right?" She eyed him from where she stood, the black hair and the dark, intensive eyes that looked at her suspiciously.
"Depends on who's asking, love." He winked at her as he inhaled the smoke from the cigarette.
"Oh, it doesn't matter who I am, or who you are. Because we're going to fuck tonight and we don't need to know eachothers names for that." She smirked at him and eyed him carefully. At first he looked shocked but as realization came over him a smile reached his lips.
"Fine by me babe."
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