More Than Words

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6 Days Later:
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(Honestly I couldn’t be happier than I was in these 6 days; my boyfriend and I became closer and stronger in our relationship. Danielle, Eleanor, my best friend Ginger, and I were inseperatable, and those 4 amazing boys turned to become my safe point from the harsh world. I felt that this is all the family I need. The boys and Jake were super close and their friendship bond tightened more and more. To be honest, I really didn’t want this day to come; but it had to eventually. It was the day I would say goodbye to Zayn till god knows when. I really was clueless when I would ever have the chance to meet my boyfriend in the flesh again; he is going back to his busy celebrity life, while I go back to my never ending job. It wasn’t what we both wanted to be precise, but what can we do? Life bonds you to unbreakable contracts. We spent the evening all together just reviewing our best moments and the endless pictures we took in this unforgettable trip. I was sexually abused, almost lost my relationship, turned to a well known person and so did my friend, and most importantly I met Zayn’s family which loved me as much I did. Everyone headed to sleep at night, except me and Zayn who just kept cuddling with in complete silence in my room; we never wanted to let go from each other’s arms, since tomorrow morning was the goodbye call.)



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He was refusing to let go of my waist when we stood in the airport and I was crying nonstop; I knew I would barely have the chance anymore to look at his eyes and be this close to him personally. He was my everything and it isn’t easy to let go of everything you love in this life and just move along. My sensitive young man couldn’t contain his tears and as they slid over he’s smooth cheeks. “Stop crying I beg you ...” he rubbed his forehead with mine and we both cried slower; we felt our deep breathing dancing between the exchange. “I love you; don’t you ever forget that. No m-matter where we both a-are, I’ll always love you baby...” My romantic fellow stuttered as his words braded my heart like my hair was. I basically was looking like this at the moment (http://statigr.am/p/444806460233709716_26960477). “Promise me you won’t forget me?” I sobbed and calmed myself from crying like he tried to as well. He cupped my face in his hands and said: “I wouldn’t have it any other way rather than asking about you daily; come here.” He spoke and dragged me to the most indulging feeling of a soothful hug I ever felt. I leaned and kissed him so passionately; it was the last time our lips had the chance to meet and greet for a very long time from now.



“Flight 432; now boarding.” The announcing segment echoed in our ears as I knew it was time to depart with Jake and Ginger. I hugged each and single one of the boys, and the 2 lovely girls were already in tears and couldn’t stop when they saw us already ready to walk away. Jake, Ginger, and I walked away to the gates. I covered my eyes with my black Ray bans, and all of sudden I feel someone grabbing my wrist and twirled me around to face him. He locked is lips with mine so passionately, as I was fighting the tears from bursting out again. “Call me when you reach baby.” He let go and I nodded so silently from my heartache I had of leaving my dark angel.


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We reached safely home after a never ending-depressing flight we all shared. I was missing my boyfriend and my One Direction Family; the family miss is what Ginger and Jake felt as well. They did get emotional, but not as much as I; who can blame me? Every second that passed I was more than dead from the inside; he is the only water able to refresh my garden of thoughts and positivity about life. “Buddy, are you hungry?” Ginger asked me as we all sat in the living room dizzy from the emotions and jetlag. “No thanks; I’m heading to sleep. Goodnight.” I said to Jake and Ginger and they both waved their hand since none of us was in a cheerful mood. I showered as soon as I reached upstairs and I slid into my bed, while I swiped my phone to unlock. Each one of the gang had called me once and messaged me once; I was definitely not going to be able to answer everyone, so instead I opened Zayn’s text:


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From: Zayn

Sent at: 7:30pm


“I hope you arrived safely angel <3 I can’t tell you how much I already miss you! xx Text me back so will stop worrying please. ILY <3 xoxo.”





To: Zayn

“I miss you more sweetie; don’t worry I beg you I am safe and I’m ok. I would be better if you were with me now <3 xoxo Good night; ILYM <3”

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I slept my phone through the charger and I dove into a deep depressed sleep.

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