~Chapter 8~

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(~A/N I only own what I make @Descendants1232021 came up with the story line and the title~)

Mal's pov

"I tell myself you don't mean a thing

And what we got, got no hold on me
But when you're not there, I just crumble
I tell myself I don't care that much
But I feel like I die 'til I feel your touchOnly love, only love can hurt like this
Only love can hurt like this
Must've been a deadly kiss
Only love can hurt like thisSay I wouldn't care if you walked away
But every time you're there, I'm beggin' you to stay
And when you come close (when you come close), I just tremble
And every time, every time you go
It's like a knife that cuts right to my soulOnly love, only love can hurt like this
Only love can hurt like this
Must've been a deadly kiss
Only love can hurt like this
Only love can hurt like this
Your kisses burn into my skin
Only love can hurt like thisBut it's the sweetest pain
Burnin' hot through my veins
Love is torture, makes me more sure
Only love can hurt like thisOnly love can hurt like this
Only love can hurt like this
Must've been a deadly kiss
Only love can hurt like this
Only love can hurt like this
Your kisses burn into my skin
Only love can hurt like this
(Only love can hurt like this)
Only love can hurt like this
(Only love can hurt) save me, save me
Only love, only love
'Cause only love can hurt like this
And it must've been a deadly kiss" I sung before quickly running of the stage and into my limo. I grabbed my phone and saw Evie ringing so I answered out of worry. "E ........ i'm fine ........ ye she's kicking alot ....... of course i'm missing them ....... i keep getting an urge to text them but then with Carlos he's bound to of found out how to track by now. .......... ye I might ........ bye" I said before hanging up. I scrolled through the text messages from Ben and Belle. "i'm 6 months and no one has been here to help me out." I whispered to my self.


Evie pov

"Feel better for speaking to Mal?" Ellie asked. "A bit. Thanks for that Idea"

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