The Way You Look Tonight
Hot Driver
I immediatey run to my black car.
Shit shit.
I drove towards the Palazzo, but from there, it would take me a lot of time. I took a deep fresh breath and run to the highest speed limit I like. This is my favorite hobby when evening anyway.
"Oh my God!" I screamed and then bumped my head to my steering wheels. I really get annoyed with traffics. They are my God-damn hates.
It's getting too late.
I checked my phone and saw a message from Zayn.
From: Zayn Malik
Oh cupcake, looks like they are missing. Fuck. I'll find 'em tomorrow, don't worry. I'm home.
To: Zayn Malik (8:39pm)
Okay boy. I'm stuck on a huge traffic. Hell I'm late again. :(
I giggled with what I replied with Zayn though, really I'm always late with meet ups and dates. I grabbed my DNA album on my case, then played it on and turned it on he highest volume. I'm a huge fangirl of Little Mix hihi :)
"Shit traffics. What the hell are you." I irritatedly sounded, glancing on some cars beside me.
I saw a black Range Rover with a fucking curly guy on shades driving on it. I stared it for a while but suddenly, a green light attracked me.
I run the car again. I love the air. It's too chilly. I feel so relax as I drive to Palazzo.
BEEP. BEEP.
A fucking huge car sounded. It over took me.
"Sounds fun, bastard!" I screamed as I'd been annoyed. I really hate guys underestimating my skills on driving.
Harry's POV
"Mum, I'll be late. I'll see you on the hall maybe a couple of minutes from now. I was stuck on a huge traffic." I called in a monotone voice.
"Okay hun. The party is starting. Catch up soon. Love you." My mum answered where a very horrible sound of place.
I ended up the call as I noticed a Porsche car beside me. I stared at it for a while. I remember Lalaine. She used a car something like that. Aw.
Oh shit. She's a girl, in a.... I paused. In a fucking hot party dress.
I chuckled staring on my lap.
BEEP. BEEP. BEEP!
Shit shit.
I drove towards the Palazzo, but from there, it would take me a lot of time. I took a deep fresh breath and run to the highest speed limit I like. This is my favorite hobby when evening anyway.
"Oh my God!" I screamed and then bumped my head to my steering wheels. I really get annoyed with traffics. They are my God-damn hates.
It's getting too late.
I checked my phone and saw a message from Zayn.
From: Zayn Malik
Oh cupcake, looks like they are missing. Fuck. I'll find 'em tomorrow, don't worry. I'm home.
To: Zayn Malik (8:39pm)
Okay boy. I'm stuck on a huge traffic. Hell I'm late again. :(
I giggled with what I replied with Zayn though, really I'm always late with meet ups and dates. I grabbed my DNA album on my case, then played it on and turned it on he highest volume. I'm a huge fangirl of Little Mix hihi :)
Now playing: Madhouse- Little Mix
www.youtube.com/watch?v=bCUC_wAZPPI
"Shit traffics. What the hell are you." I irritatedly sounded, glancing on some cars beside me.
I saw a black Range Rover with a fucking curly guy on shades driving on it. I stared it for a while but suddenly, a green light attracked me.
I run the car again. I love the air. It's too chilly. I feel so relax as I drive to Palazzo.
BEEP. BEEP.
A fucking huge car sounded. It over took me.
"Sounds fun, bastard!" I screamed as I'd been annoyed. I really hate guys underestimating my skills on driving.
Harry's POV
"Mum, I'll be late. I'll see you on the hall maybe a couple of minutes from now. I was stuck on a huge traffic." I called in a monotone voice.
"Okay hun. The party is starting. Catch up soon. Love you." My mum answered where a very horrible sound of place.
I ended up the call as I noticed a Porsche car beside me. I stared at it for a while. I remember Lalaine. She used a car something like that. Aw.
Oh shit. She's a girl, in a.... I paused. In a fucking hot party dress.
I chuckled staring on my lap.
BEEP. BEEP. BEEP!
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