søndag den 1. april 2012

Imagine with Zayn.

Zayn and you were looking at stars. Or you were, Zayn was looking at you. You could feel his eyes on you. You looked at him, and looked away, because you were afraid of blushing. In the corner of your eye you could see Zayn was smiling.  You looked at him and looked into his beautiful eyes. He smiled and you smiled back.
 

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