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isabela was a regular teenage girl who lived in London, but she didn't think that was going to be hard. She hates her life. Her dad died about 3 years ago and she is now living with her mom who doesn't pay much attention to her. But she doesn't know that all of that is going to be changed by a little mistake. The next day she will find 5 boys that she never liked, in her room. Will she be able to get out or will never be able to see the sun again?

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6. young

“Some are like water…some are like the heat….some are the melody some are the beat…sooner or later they all will be gone….why don’t they stay young….”

Stayed there for a while just listening to her singing. That’s was until I leaned too far and fell into the room. I heard a loud gasp as I looked up. Uh oh.

Isabela POV

I looked at the ground to see Zayn on the floor. My whole body just shut down once I saw him. I feared him the most. People have told me that he loses his temper easily. But the thing was, ever seen I came here he has been watching me. It’s really weird because nobody else does it but him, so I kept my eye on him. I watched closely as he got up from the carpeted floor, making sure he didn’t pull anything. He standed tall in front of me, just towering over me. With his muscular figure and tattoos, he looks scary than anyone I ever seen. He walked over to me slowly, which scared me more. He sat at the bottom of the bed with his eyes never leaving mine. I tried to scoot as far from him but it there was no more room.

“What song were you singing?”

  He tilted his head as the last word came out. He heard me sing. Shit. I never liked when people heard me sing, only my dad. That song was only between me and him.

“None of your business.”

I said firmly making sure he knew I standed my ground. He looked down like he was thinking what to say next. He then shot up his head and I jumped a little with how quick his movements were.

“Why were you crying?”

“What do think?”

“I’m sorry—“

“No you’re not. Don’t act like it wasn’t part of your idea too!”

I stared hard at him trying to see if I could see what he was thinking, but apparently it wasn’t working. He just rolled his eyes then turned his head. Good I’m annoying him, maybe he will leave. Or he might beat me until I give him an answer. He turned his head back to me, giving me a cold stare with his dark brown eyes then got up from the bed. He started walking to the door then turned back to me and gave me one last look. He scanned my body which sent shivers down my spine. More feared came over me as he looked deep into my green eyes. A smirk grew on his face I’m guessing from the fear he saw in me. He then turned and walked out of the room. I let out a sigh in relief thanking God he was gone. I listen to Zayn going down stairs until I couldn’t hear him anymore. I then started to sing again.

“Forever young…I wanna be forever young...do you really wanna live forever…forever...or never.”

My dad told me I was a good singer, but I never took any notice to it. When I sang in the car with Chayse, I sang really softly so she couldn’t hear me. But no matter Chayse would always catch me sing at night, and sometimes she would sing with me. I would never sing for someone, It just something I wouldn’t do. Singing to me is like a personal thing because it reminds me of my dad. When we were at home doing nothing, my dad would get his guitar out and play a song from the radio and I would sing. We would sometimes sing together, and when did we had perfect harmony. I learned a lot of things from him. He taught me how to play the guitar, piano, and harmonica. My dad played a lot of jazz and country. That how I got to know a lot of American music. The last song my dad was teaching me was Forever Young on the guitar, but we never got to finish….

“So many adventures couldn’t happen today…so many songs we forgot to play….so many dreams swing out of the blue…we let them come true…..forever young….I wanna be forever young…..do you really wanna live forever….forever……forever young….”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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