One more night

Does age matter in love? Is love really blind? Can you fall in love with a person after they break your heart again and again? Can you love someone who is 21 years older than you? or is that just a silly crush...
HEY!!! I'M SIM!!!! This is all about mine and my best friends life...salha.. our life which is hectic and full of Celebrities! lets see what happens in a life full of lust, love, heartbreak and tragedy


17. My angel...

So I hope you liked Shania’s little flashback of the fight but that’s what happened 6 months ago when she was dating Harry. Now back to reality and today!

I mean before on the stage I was really happy to see him but that was because I didn’t have to talk to him or have a proper conversation! It was just a hug, a peck on the cheek and a ‘hey babe!’ but now I have to have a full on blown conversation with him! We both just stared at each other for a while then I decided to finally break the silence. I slowly said,

“Hey…” Harry scratched the back of his head and held out his hand. It didn’t click until he said hey that I was meant to shake it. I laughed to myself and shook it.

“You haven’t changed one bit Sim! You’re still like you always were lost in your own little world!” I didn’t know what to say back to him. What was I meant to say? I mean Salha could be anywhere right now but Harry, like always, just had to come and ruin the moment.

“You haven’t changed either… you’ve still got curls!” I slapped myself mentally. What the fuck was I thinking? You’ve still got curls! That is just typical me! I guess that’s what happens when you’ve been to a girl’s school all your life! You just don’t know how to behave around boys!

He laughed and muttered a small thank you. We talked for a bit and after a while I forgot completely about Salha.

“Hey do you want to go grab a coffee? Or a bite at nando’s? I know how much you love it! And I’m sure you’d rather sit down and talk then stand her forever!”

I laughed and nodded my head. After that we briskly walked towards his Lamborghini! I was so hungry right now I could eat anything! Even sushi! Which I absolutely hate!!!

We popped into the car and off we went. He put the radio on and there new song heart attack was on!(just pretend it hasn’t actually come out yet) I jumped up and down in my seat! I loved this song! Harry just smiled something and muttered something under his breath. I couldn’t make out what he said but I think I heard,

‘I miss you Shania’

I gulped. Maybe I shouldn’t have agreed to tag along with him.


Adam’s P.O.V

I was hurt. I thought she felt the same way about me that I felt for her but I guess I was wrong. But then it dawned on me. We just kissed. On stage. In front of millions. On T.V… her parents could’ve been watching!

Oh shit… what have I done? I ran off the stage and started to look for her. I couldn’t see her anyway but that’s when I noticed a girl with dip dyed chestnut hair run across the room with a girl who had a burgundy shade of hair.

It was her. I ran after them and that’s when they entered the girl’s bathroom. In tears as well. I need to find out why they were crying! If I didn’t I would die of loneliness.

I looked around the room for a disguise and finally found what I was looking for a wig. I plopped it on and ran into the bathroom and heard two girls fighting in a cubicle. TWO GIRLS FIGHTING! NOW THAT IS WHAT I CALL HOT! I walked up to the cubicle and out my ear on the door and heard something that I didn’t want to hear. She was 17…I was 37… we would never be… but then again I can’t give up all hope now can I? Her name was Salha

. A beautiful name for a beautiful girl. I can already come up with a name for us! Sadam it was perfect! And her last name was Bujazia! Levazia! Sadam Levazia it was perfect!

That’s when I heard those 3 words that melted my heart and made me just want to go in there and kiss her forever not caring about the fact she was 16. and those words were…’I…LOVE…ADAM” I was so lost in my own little fantasy world where we were together and nothing could tear us apart.

That’s when  I heard a slap and Salha ran out. I was shocked and I didn’t move for a while. That’s when it hit me. She didn’t get slapped the girl inside did. Oh shit. I started to run after her.

I didn’t know where I was going or where she was but all I knew was that the girl of my dreams was out there somewhere and she could be anywhere and I couldn’t do anything about it.

I hopped into my car and started the engine. Oh fuck. No petrol. I felt tears fall down my cheeks. I ran out of the car and opened the boot and frantically looked for my trainers not caring for a second about all the litter I was causing by throwing things out of the boot at random.

All I knew was that my life was out there and I needed to be there for her. I finally found my trainers popped them on and started running down the road. Yes road not pavement. I didn’t give a fuck. I got lots of horns and people shouting stuff at me like ‘Psycho freak’ and ‘someone call the police there’s a monster on the loose’ but I just ignored them.

I couldn’t even see where I was running. My eyes were blurry from all the crying I had been doing and all I could see was Salha’s beautiful face. When I opened my eyes and when I closed my eyes. I thinking I must’ve been running for about an hour now but I wasn’t tired at all. If you asked me I could probably run for the whole night.

All I wanted to do was hold her tightly in my arms and never let go. It’s what she needed and she’s all I need. I just couldn’t believe when I saw her in the crowd. Everything about her was just so perfect. Whenever I looked into her eyes I felt like I was in paradise. Her touch sent chills through my spine and her skin was crystal clear. Her skin was light and pale and she wore very little trace of make up and that’s what made me fall for her even harder.

Her hair fell gracefully over her shoulders and her smile was a smile of an Angels infact that was what I was planning to call her from now on… my Angel. I must’ve been running for at least 5 hours and finally my knees gave in and I fell to my knees and screamed out in pain. No not physical pain… emotional.

That’s when I heard a faint angelic voice coming from the right to me. I crawled slowly over to where the sound was coming from and I nearly jumped for joy but I contained my happiness because I really wanted to listen to her sing. You know why? Yeah you guessed it right… It was my Salha… no wait let me correct that…





A/N hope ya liked it :) lot's of love Sim xxx

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