Passion (15+)

When the 16 years old girl called Emily, decided to go for a trip to Brighton, UK, with three of her best friends, she didn't imagine running into a guy that would change her life completely.
Their plans had been; Partying, flirting, having one night stands, and just enjoy the life as a teenager, with no parents for the whole summer.
But when she met him at a festival one night, her life turned upside down, and nothing would ever be the same...
She fell head over heels in love with him, but didn't realise how bad it was until it was too late.
That's what happens when you fall in love with 19 years old, Zayn Malik.


22. Promises.

Emily comes home from school, she grabs onto her daddy's hand. He says, "Baby girl, what's wrong with you?". She whispers, through the tears, "Please don't make me go back there again. I wish there was some way to make them stop it," So he drives down to that principle's office and says "I didn't bring her up, so they could cut her down. I didn't bring her here to they could shut her out. I lived my whole damn life, to see that little girl smile. So tell me, why is there tears pouring down that sweet face? She wasn't brought up that way,"


Zayn voice ripped me out of my dream, the memory. His voice was soft, "Beautiful, wake up... There's breakfast,". His hands were rough, but just where they belonged, holding me close. I was hungry, but still afraid that I wouldn't be able to stand up. It was quite embarrassing if I didn't pull myself together, so I did. He helped he sit up at first, and well... It didn't hurt as much as before, not that the pain was gone completely, it still hurt, but I was able to take a deep breath, place a smile on my lips and then stand up. 

It turned afternoon...

Zayn's P.O.V:


With too much alcohol in our blood, and a lot of cigarette butts in the sand around us, we were sitting on the beach. Laughing at the stars, and sharing everything. My arms were locked around her, keeping her body warm. "You know... Someday I wanna be a bride," She mumbled, and turned to look up at the sky. "A bride?" I asked, with laughter in my voice. She shrugged her shoulder, "Yeah, you know, to walk down the aisle. With my daddy by my side, to see whoever I'm marrying be standing there, waiting for me," Her voice was low, and she sounded serious, but still drunk. "I'll be waiting, I promise you" I whispered in her ear.  I didn't realise how stupid I had been when I made that promise, cause we were drunk, but that promise... yeah, it seemed to change a lot of things. At that moment, I just didn't know yet. "And then we'll live happily ever after... just like in fairytales," She didn't take her eyes away from the stars, that were shining so bright from above. "I like that idea, Juliet", "But Romeo, promise not to leave?". I squeezed her hand a little, "I promise,". 


Some people change, and some promises end up broken.


Her eyes were dancing, her lips so kissable, her hair so soft and beautiful, her heartbeat so fast. I placed my finger on her chin, and she looked at me, away from the stars. The light in her eyes, the way she made me feel inside, "By the way... I think I love you," I whispered, and then gently I leaned closer to her. Placed my lips on hers. Our kiss tasted like cigarettes and alcohol. But it was perfect, even better than I could ever imagine. "I think I love you too," She whispered back, when our lips got separated. That moment, if I could... I would've made it last forever. Never let go of her, never be able to say that 'back when we were together'... 






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