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lungs were made for flood.❝— then we kiss and her lips turn into sand and the whole of her cascades through my hands making a castle on the floor and i'm alone again. no keys and three doors, and a smoke filled room. now we're both in the room and we're breathing the fumes.

[nglmalik]

ooc.

[digitaltraphouse2]

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fight night, migos.

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ooc.

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one drink too many ;; zayn & selena.

Selena : Selena hadn't been up to much except making sure things were right for her trip to New York, pretty soon. She was sitting on top of her bed; her legs crossed with her glasses on, and her hair in a messy bun. She didn't feel like going back outside due to the fact that she had a busy day, already, for the last four or five hours. When she had arrived home around five, she had no intentions on getting up anytime soon. Her brown orbs skimmed over the small text on the paper, her teeth sinking into her bottom lip, softly, as she focused one each and every single word. "This is too much. I'm hungry," she muttered to herself. Her back fell against the soft cushion of her mattress, and she sighed. She could feel a headache coming on, which wasn't something she was too excited about, so she figured it'd be best if she got up to get some aspirin. She was surprised by the abrupt sound of someone banging against the front door, downstairs. "Fuck," she said aloud, her hands over her chest. Her heartbeat increased, and she inhaled and exhaled, deeply. The only thing that went through her mind was, 'Who the hell could that be?' She wasn't expecting anyone, so she was sorta' cautious about going down there to see who it was. Hearing her name being called, Selena walked outside of her room and headed downstairs, taking each and every step at a slow pace. The voice on the other side of the door became more familiar to her as she grew closer to it, and Selena's eyebrows scrunched up together in confusion. Peeking through the peep-hole, Selena realized that she assumed right and it was in fact Zayn. She still didn't know what he was doing there; he had made it pretty clear that he wanted nothing to do with her. "What do you want, Zayn? Leave my house, or I'm calling the cops," she threatened, as she shouted out to him. Selena unlocked the door, and cracked it open, not giving him permission to walk inside. "What the hell do you want, hm?" she asked again, her nose scrunching up in disgust, as the strong smell of alcohol made its way into her nostrils. "Are you drunk?"

Zayn: Zayn's eyebrows furrowed together as if he was processing her question while in reality he was just trying to figure out a logical answer to why he was getting drunk, which he was sure would be the next question. Drumming the rough pads of his finger tips against the doorframe, he reluctantly set down the bottle to signal to her he was done drinking -- at least for now. He was sure once that door shut in his face, which would be any second, his burning desires would take ahold of his better judgement and push him back towards the bottle. "Not even a little," he slurred in a sarcastic tone, the words he had delivered came out much better in his head. Tripping over his own movements and stumbling back towards the steps, luckily catching himself on the railing, saving himself from one concussion, he tugged on the ends of his messy hair before bringing his gaze back to meet hers, unable to read her face due to his current mental state. "I don't know how I got here, I just started walking and.....here I am" his voice faltered towards the end as he became preoccupied with steadying himself.

[nglmalik]

one drink too many ;; zayn & selena.

Zayn: "Right foot, left foot, right foot..." The pattern continued to repeat itself in Zayn's intoxicated mind. "Fuck," he breathed in a slurred jaded tone as he stumbled against a crack in the pavement. Zayn had not had the best of days so far so he dealt with it the only way he knew how, alcohol. Many found themselves eyeing his impulsive and maudlin behaviour, but much like most topics in Zayn's life, he didn't care. With his knuckles turning white due to the grudgingly tight grip he had formed on the neck of the bottle, he took another swing, his throat tighting as the familiar taste filled his senses. His throat burned but he enjoyed the sensation, nevertheless, he continued on his walk to Selena's front door. Although Zayn had a high tolerance when it came to drinking, that didn't stop him from having one drink too many and end up doing something he may or may not regret when he woke up. Running his fingers through his messy quiff of raven hair, his eyes gazed over the door in front of his face, he didn't honestly have a clue what he was doing here -- but it was too late to turn around now. "Selena." Zayn bellowed in a sloppy tone, his words over-running themselves as his tongue ran across his lower lip causing his words to come out more slurred then he intended. "Selena," his guttural raspy voice called out once again as his fist made contact with the door, giving it a few strong knocks before he supported himself against the door frame.

[reidft]

If two vegans are arguing, is it still considered beef? Yeah, I hate myself too.

[nglmalik]

We just don't know, man. We just don't know.

[fckemily]

People can do amazing things— heal broken bones, cure cancer…but no one can cure a virus.

[fckemily]

[nglmalik]

We've spent too much time focusing on iPhones.

[edjpg]

Do you ever try to compliment someone and it just turns into a big spiral of mess and rudeness and danger? This is literally the only thing I’m good at. I do this with compliments, insults, or just normal conversations. Moral of the story, I would stay clear of talking to me. I’m too awkward for life. 

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[nglmalik]

I've got some good news for you, man. I don't have anything for you to insult, this friendship can stay steady.

[nglmalik]

imessage ✉ rl homie.

Selena : { read at 8:14 PM }

Zayn: [ read at 8:16 pm ]

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wiseman, frank ocean.

[nglmalik]

imessage ✉ rl homie.

Selena : well, you've won now, i guess. i'll leave you alone for good. i'll delete your number and i'll make sure that i stay out of your way if we end up being in the same area. i don't understand where you're coming from, still, but i guess i'll have to go along with this.

Zayn: alright.

[nglmalik]

imessage ✉ rl homie.

Selena : that was way harsh, zayn.

Zayn: you weren't understanding it when i tried being nice.

[nglmalik]

imessage ✉ rl homie.

Selena : it is stupid. you're trying to push me away, when i'm trying to keep you in my life. is that not what you want? you want me to just end our friendship because you don't like the guy that i'm in love with? that's not what friends do. you don't just leave someone because you don't like someone they're involved with. that's not okay.

Zayn: if you haven't noticed, my life doesn't particularly revolve around things that you consider 'aren't okay.' maybe you should just accept the fact that i simply don't want to be in any part of your life, got it? i don't know how many fucking times you want me to drill that into your head.

[zaynbae]

[nglmalik]

imessage ✉ rl homie.

Selena : zayn, i'm being so fucking serious. you were so sweet and you were there for me, and now all of a sudden you're not? you can't just not talk to me over something so stupid.

Zayn: it's not stupid.

[nglmalik]

imessage ✉ rl homie.

Selena : can you please cut the bullshit and just tell me?

Zayn: [ read at 7:56 pm ]