Our Moment
Survival
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Victoria's POV:
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….The Next Morning….
The reason why I hate to cry excessively is because I always tend to have puffy eyes as a reaction. Thankfully, it only lasts for a day or so; I can’t risk the photo shoot for my new album. Imagine how my album cover would look like, if I had those swollen eyes; not so pretty huh? I am currently in a cab that’s headed to Heathrow’s Airport. Italy will be helping me in all positive angles. I wouldn’t have to face Zayn after yesterday’s occurrence, and I will be focusing on my career; which I haven’t been doing a lot lately.
It isn’t easy to forget what happened, not because it’s been a day only; but because I didn’t even imagine that I would be in love with him. You might ask: How could that have happened? Well, it’s complicated and simple at the same time. I didn’t even expect that he felt this passionate about me, the way he pleaded me to kiss him, in that manly yet soft voice; still makes my insides quiver for his touch.
I hope he doesn’t remember anything, maybe he won’t; considering that he was drunk. But what if he did? Will I ever have the guts to tell him my true feelings? I don’t think this will happen anytime soon. Why? Because I am leaving London, with all of the memories and emotions it contained. Even though it will be a short travel to Italy, but at least I need to clear my mind. Thank goodness I didn’t mention anything to him or the others about my travel, or else I would have initiated a new conflict. Let’s just hope I will be able to get through this, even though I could still feel his lips on mine from last night.
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Zayn’s POV:
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I had to act like nothing went on last night. I had so many people over, and if they have sensed a little that I was negative, they would all feel the same. I was smiling while I cut my cake, but my heart was crying like a lonely child in an orphanage. Why was she so scared? Why did she leave me when we kissed? Was it because she didn’t feel the same way I feel about her? Wasn’t it clear enough that I was trying to show her how much I love her? How much I care for her? How I would sell everything in my life to make her mine?
I’d do whatever it takes just to talk to her, and tell her that I only want her as the reason to my survival. I couldn’t stay at home any longer; I had to march right out and head to her place. I need to finally admit to her that I would keep saying sorry all my life, until she grants me her forgiveness and a place in her heart. Her housekeeper, Emily, was already standing outside; and a suitcase was all she carried. Could she have kicked her out? Would my Victoria be that mad, and place her anger on someone else? No; that can never happen, she’s the kindest person anyone would be lucky to meet.
“Good morning, Mr. Malik.” She spoke kindly and gave me a polite smile. “Good morning, Emily. Just out of curiosity, why do you have a suitcase?” She answered immediately: “Miss Parker has given me a vacation, since she won’t be here for the time being. She just left on a plane to Milan, from an hour or so.” I was stunned, and all I could do now is just breathe, but that was even hard to do. How could she have just left? And why is she going to Italy? Why wouldn’t she tell anyone about this? Is she running away from me?
“Emily, do you know anything else about where would she be staying?” She nodded and filled me in with the hotel name and address. Emily showed me a piece of paper, which contained the number Victoria will use in Italy. I wrote all of this information on my phone, before thanking the middle aged lady. I can’t let her run away; I need to know why she is doing all this to herself; to me. I picked up my phone and contacted a traveling agency, as I booked the nearest flight to Italy.
I will follow her wherever she goes, just so that I would have the chance to express my honest feelings. It won’t be easy, but I am up to risk everything I have; for that to finally happen. Even though there might be a possibility that she doesn’t feel the same way, but still I will take my chances because I can’t bare myself anymore.
Victoria's POV:
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….The Next Morning….
The reason why I hate to cry excessively is because I always tend to have puffy eyes as a reaction. Thankfully, it only lasts for a day or so; I can’t risk the photo shoot for my new album. Imagine how my album cover would look like, if I had those swollen eyes; not so pretty huh? I am currently in a cab that’s headed to Heathrow’s Airport. Italy will be helping me in all positive angles. I wouldn’t have to face Zayn after yesterday’s occurrence, and I will be focusing on my career; which I haven’t been doing a lot lately.
It isn’t easy to forget what happened, not because it’s been a day only; but because I didn’t even imagine that I would be in love with him. You might ask: How could that have happened? Well, it’s complicated and simple at the same time. I didn’t even expect that he felt this passionate about me, the way he pleaded me to kiss him, in that manly yet soft voice; still makes my insides quiver for his touch.
I hope he doesn’t remember anything, maybe he won’t; considering that he was drunk. But what if he did? Will I ever have the guts to tell him my true feelings? I don’t think this will happen anytime soon. Why? Because I am leaving London, with all of the memories and emotions it contained. Even though it will be a short travel to Italy, but at least I need to clear my mind. Thank goodness I didn’t mention anything to him or the others about my travel, or else I would have initiated a new conflict. Let’s just hope I will be able to get through this, even though I could still feel his lips on mine from last night.
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Zayn’s POV:
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I had to act like nothing went on last night. I had so many people over, and if they have sensed a little that I was negative, they would all feel the same. I was smiling while I cut my cake, but my heart was crying like a lonely child in an orphanage. Why was she so scared? Why did she leave me when we kissed? Was it because she didn’t feel the same way I feel about her? Wasn’t it clear enough that I was trying to show her how much I love her? How much I care for her? How I would sell everything in my life to make her mine?
I’d do whatever it takes just to talk to her, and tell her that I only want her as the reason to my survival. I couldn’t stay at home any longer; I had to march right out and head to her place. I need to finally admit to her that I would keep saying sorry all my life, until she grants me her forgiveness and a place in her heart. Her housekeeper, Emily, was already standing outside; and a suitcase was all she carried. Could she have kicked her out? Would my Victoria be that mad, and place her anger on someone else? No; that can never happen, she’s the kindest person anyone would be lucky to meet.
“Good morning, Mr. Malik.” She spoke kindly and gave me a polite smile. “Good morning, Emily. Just out of curiosity, why do you have a suitcase?” She answered immediately: “Miss Parker has given me a vacation, since she won’t be here for the time being. She just left on a plane to Milan, from an hour or so.” I was stunned, and all I could do now is just breathe, but that was even hard to do. How could she have just left? And why is she going to Italy? Why wouldn’t she tell anyone about this? Is she running away from me?
“Emily, do you know anything else about where would she be staying?” She nodded and filled me in with the hotel name and address. Emily showed me a piece of paper, which contained the number Victoria will use in Italy. I wrote all of this information on my phone, before thanking the middle aged lady. I can’t let her run away; I need to know why she is doing all this to herself; to me. I picked up my phone and contacted a traveling agency, as I booked the nearest flight to Italy.
I will follow her wherever she goes, just so that I would have the chance to express my honest feelings. It won’t be easy, but I am up to risk everything I have; for that to finally happen. Even though there might be a possibility that she doesn’t feel the same way, but still I will take my chances because I can’t bare myself anymore.
Notes
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4/24/14