His kiss made me dizzy.
Like riding a roller coaster.
He broke the kiss and looked at me, straight in the eyes.
"I'm sorry, its just that I can't help but kiss you."
"Then kiss me again" anger swept over me, if Zayn really didn't care about me, he wouldn't give a f*ck about this.
The guy granted my request, and this time, I kissed him back.
It felt like hours...turned to days, months, years....
"It's like I've missed you all this time." he said.
I ignored what he said.
"Give me the hardest drink in there"
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