Anyone want to soap?
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She chuckled. "Accents make me happy. " She murmured to Zayn, watching his movements; which were quick and knowledgeable.
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He raised a brow and pulled on a perfect and fake Irish accent, "Well ye wee lassy, ye could have told me." He laughed and stood up inspecting his work.
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She laughed as well, smacking him playfully. "It's not the same if it's fake, doofus." She informed him.
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He pouted at her and wrapped a arm around her waist and pulled her close and lowers his voice with a teasing gleam. "No.. It's not.. But I could think of a few things that are the same." He winked at her before letting her go to duck under the table to fix some cords.
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Silver was caught between the urge to laugh or smack him again. Instead she just rolled her eyes and seated herself on the table. "You're a flirt, you know that?"
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He popped up infront of her, sitting on his knees and a goofy smile on his face. "Of course I know that." He mused but didn't move from his spot.
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She snorted in derision, watching him. But as soon as she did, her senses tingled. Turning slightly, she saw him.
It was an agent. One of the ones who'd dragged her to the white room and sliced her open with a knife to see just how quickly she'd heal. She stiffened. "Zayn, we need to get out of here. Now." Despite herself, a small quiver crept into her voice that she couldn't control. -
He frowned and stood up. "Why?" Suddenly the crowd surged in and Zayn brightened up looking super excited. People where dressed in all different colors and things and the black lights came on turning everything bright.
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Her eyes darted around as she struggled to keep sight of the agent, but he was lost among the crowd. She felt herself start to shake as people surged in. Too many people.
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He pulled her behind him and pulled on a head set, "Hellooooo my dudes an dudets!" The crowd roared for him. "Hahaha, I got a few new mixes. Why don't we start the party?" The cheered once more and suddenly the lights on the stage blooms to life and he puts on a skrillex mix of Last Friday Night.
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She scanned the crowd. Her senses prickled, telling her she was in danger. She wanted to get out of here and run. Just run. Get out. Zayn was caught up in the crowd, the music. She shuddered.
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Suddenly the beat dropped the the crowd went wild as the lights went with the song. He twisted to bring Silver into his arms and whispers in her ear. "This is apart of my heaven.. Your my other part." He gleamed at her.
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She managed a shaky smile. "That's sweet." She said, and then repeated it louder. "But Zayn... we're in danger. I think-" Before she could finish, a gun went off. It wasn't aimed at anybody, shot straight up, but people started to panic, screaming and milling around in chaos. Silver grabbed Zayn's arm, trying to locate the gun shooter.
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He tried to shut off the music but he suddenly grabbed Silber and tugged her towards the back of the stage. "Come on!" He shouted and dragged her trying to get to the back door.
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Another gunshot. And then a loud voice, projected by a microphone. "Silver will come to the stage right now. Or people will die." She shivered and shook her head. "They will, Zayn. They'll kill people. I have to go." She pulled away from him.
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