I cant control it.

I can't control it.
I can't help my feelings towards you.
I just need you.
You help the Demond inside me escape, your my angel..
Your my everything.


3. chapter three

*Molly's P.O.V*

''1....2....3!'' We downed our shots, feeling our throat burn then coughing loudly making quite a few people stare. ''Hey look at those boys, over there, they're hot!!'' Taylor said pulling me towards the boys. Taylor was my bestfriend, we grew up together, known eachother since we were 4! She was no word if a lie naturally stunning, her eyes always changed colour, somtimes a hazel brown and other times a little green, if she's lucky she gets a pale sky blue. Her hair wasn't naturally blonde but she was blonde at the moment. Her hair came down to her waist and was so smooth. I always felt intimidated by her, I'm just a dumb natural straight hair blondey, with blue eyes. That's it really nothing special. Me and Taylor just bought an apartment together, as we have just moved from America to England. We decided to go clubbing tonight as we managed to survive on our own for the week! On Monday we are both starting a new school.

''Hey'' Taylor strained her voice over the music catching the boys attention. '' I'm Taylor and this is molly'' me being me I awkwardly waved. Taylor looking at me like I was pathetic, she had a point! There was a boy with brown hair flicked to one side, he was actually quite beautiful. He wore a navy blue and white striped top with matching braces connecting to his chino's, with navy shoes. He had a hot style. '' I'm Louis'' giving us a friendly hug. '' I'm Niall! '' a boy said with luscious blonde hair and bluey green eyes. He had a warming smile making forcing me to smile back. His Irish accent made me and Taylor's mouths shape like 'O's.

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