
The cold ink in his heart
Simon’s house
I was sitting in Liam’s car.
He was driving us to Simon’s house.
As we arrived, I hopped off the car and Liam did the same.
He took a gun out of his pocket and handed it to me.
I took it.
The house was in an abandoned street and looked so old from the outside.
Liam broke one of the windows and entered the house.
I followed him.
Inside the house was a mess.
It was a small house.
It had a room, a kitchen and a small living room.
“You check out the room, I’ll check out the living room and the kitchen.” He said and went to the kitchen.
The room’s door was locked.
I stepped back and kicked the door.
It crashed and then opened.
Man I was strong!!
I entered the room.
There was a desk with a lot of piece of papers on it.
I put the gun on the table and started to read the papers.
They were all a bunch of names and addresses, nothing more.
I sighed and turned around to get out of the room that I stepped on something.
I looked down and saw a folded pink paper.
I opened it.
“Bradford 8/6/1994”
It was my date of birth!!
And there was written a sentence at the end of the paper.
I read it again and again, just to make sure I was reading it right.
“Find anything?” Liam came in the room.
I folded the paper and shoved it in my back pocket.
“No…” I stammered.
He frowned.
“You okay?” he asked.
“Ye…yeah!” I stammered.
He shook his head and went out.
I sat on the floor, held my head in my hands and squeezed shut my eyes, trying to prevent the tears.
My head was exploding.
I was just thinking of one thing.
Zayn.
He was my brother.
He was driving us to Simon’s house.
As we arrived, I hopped off the car and Liam did the same.
He took a gun out of his pocket and handed it to me.
I took it.
The house was in an abandoned street and looked so old from the outside.
Liam broke one of the windows and entered the house.
I followed him.
Inside the house was a mess.
It was a small house.
It had a room, a kitchen and a small living room.
“You check out the room, I’ll check out the living room and the kitchen.” He said and went to the kitchen.
The room’s door was locked.
I stepped back and kicked the door.
It crashed and then opened.
Man I was strong!!
I entered the room.
There was a desk with a lot of piece of papers on it.
I put the gun on the table and started to read the papers.
They were all a bunch of names and addresses, nothing more.
I sighed and turned around to get out of the room that I stepped on something.
I looked down and saw a folded pink paper.
I opened it.
“Bradford 8/6/1994”
It was my date of birth!!
And there was written a sentence at the end of the paper.
I read it again and again, just to make sure I was reading it right.
“Find anything?” Liam came in the room.
I folded the paper and shoved it in my back pocket.
“No…” I stammered.
He frowned.
“You okay?” he asked.
“Ye…yeah!” I stammered.
He shook his head and went out.
I sat on the floor, held my head in my hands and squeezed shut my eyes, trying to prevent the tears.
My head was exploding.
I was just thinking of one thing.
Zayn.
He was my brother.
Notes
HAHA :DSo guys tell me.... what do you think and.... Do you ship Zemma Or Lemma (Liam and Emma)
You can't let Niall die !!!!!!!!!! Don't you fucking dare !!!!!! >:-(
8/14/15