"Oh my Zayn." Zayn said, putting his hand on the slightly chilled glass infront of him. AKA a mirror lol.
"I'm so dang gr8." He whispered, turning away from the mirror and laying his hand on his forehead dramatically.
"If only someone, as beautiful as me were to exist, i would be so happy, but instead I am cursed with my beauty." The hottie complained.
"What bout me??????" Gigi asked - being the needy lozer she is- from the other side of the room.
"Lol, u ok but u ain't me."
AYE ITS YO GIRL
Anyways this is not supposed to be upsetting or anything it's purely for the enjoyment of me and the writing of short chapters thanks bye
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Nobody Compares // z.m
HumorZayn was so beautiful, he could never find someone as blessed as him that he could date, until he saw the one. The most beautiful human on the whole planet. The sight, all that beauty and perfection, took his breath away.
