Chapter Thirty-Seven
Maura’s pov
"And here it is, the newest One Direction song, named ‘Best Song Ever’" the radio man tells the world happy before I quickly turn off the radio making Nick go crazy.
“Maura! Turn that radio back on!” he yells.
“No!” I yell back, “I’m not listening to that shit”
“It’s not shit!”
“It is!”
“IT’S NOT!”
"Maura, Nick stop. There is a radio in your room, go listen there" my mum says.
Well thank you mum.
"I hate you" Nick tells me before running away.
"Well love you too" I yell at him while I run to my room.
Stupid Nick. Stupid One Direction. Stupid Zayn. Stupid radio person. STUPID LIFE. AARRGHH. I fucking hate everything. I know it’s been like two months but still. FUCK.
Sorry for all the swearing.
I grab my guitar and start playing Firefly originally written by the beautiful Ed Sheeran. Well... He's not really beautiful on the outside, he is on the inside. Not that his insides are like beautiful because insides are so damn gross; but yeah you get what I mean. Let's just say his songs are beautiful.
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Zayn’s pov
Holy shit my head. Damn why did I have to drink so much last night? I had fun though. I think. Well... Actually I didn't have so much fun, because I was the whole night thinking about Maura, and I randomly kissed three or more girls I don't know. So...
"Good morning Malik" Liam says opening my curtains, letting the sun shine enter my dark and un-clean room and making me go blind.
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Patient Love - z.m.
Fan fikcia*COMPLETED* Maura Isles isn't the typical girly-girl. She doesn't really care about boys, she isn't into boy bands, especially not into that band named One Direction. Ed Sheeran on the other hand is totally fine, in her eyes. She spends her days ma...
