"You're mine," he growled into my ear. "Not Niall's, not Zayn's, not Louis', and especially not Harry's. You're mine, and I will do what it takes to make you mine."

"Are you sure you're not out of time?" I looked at him over the rim of my glass filled with beer.

"I might be out of time, but I can fuck you better than any of them."

"Alright," I placed my glass down. "Then prove it."


1. synopsis

I see you. You're watching me. You're eyes burn into my sweaty skin as I move to the music coming from onstage. The stars above are bright and as I finally make eye contact with you it's like the galaxy bursts into a million colors. The music gets louder and you walk closer, soon you are whispering sweet nothings into my ear. You radiate danger, but to me you make my pulse race. So what could happen in one week at the world's biggest music festival...anything and everything. Now times that by five and welcome to Tomorrowland.


Join MovellasFind out what all the buzz is about. Join now to start sharing your creativity and passion
Loading ...