WORDS WILL BE JUST WORDS.

So srsly I’m working on a couple updates that’ll be coming to you ASAP! Xoxo

Mon, 18 Mar 2013 01:54:42 -0400

So srsly I’m working on a couple updates that’ll be coming to you ASAP! Xoxo

are u still there? I miss your writting so much D;

Mon, 04 Mar 2013 17:48:13 -0500

I AM I AM I AM STILL HERE.

I’ve actually been so busy you don’t even understand i barley have a free second. And like every weekend i think ‘SHIt. i have to update and write’ but i never do.

FINGERS CROSSED. It’s march break next week for me and i’m going on vacation so hopefully if i’m allowed to bring my laptop i will be able to write and update a few things.

I love you. thanks for being so patient with me.

xoxooxoxoxooxoxoxo

Be Our Guest; Chapter Two.

Sun, 20 Jan 2013 08:08:31 -0500

jaymcmuffins:

hullo- this is chapter two to one of the writers improv things that i’m doing with her.

you can read chapter one here!

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Stuck in Another World (Chapter 18)

Mon, 31 Dec 2012 00:20:00 -0500

Here it is.

sdjkfvkjdhsa.

Feedback?

xoxo

Chapter 18

I woke up the next morning to the familiar ringing of my phone. I blindly grabbed for it and instead managed to smack someone in the face. I peered down. It was Zayn. Oops…I looked around. We had all fallen asleep after the movie. Thankfully Zayn was a deep sleeper and hadn’t woken up. After searching for a bit, I finally realized the noise was coming from bra and quickly answered.

A shrill voice pierced my ear with a scream. I flinched and held the phone away from my ear.

When I thought it was safe I put the phone back to my ear.

“Who is this?” I whisper-yelled.

“I’m engaged!” the person on the other end shouted.

“Mom?”

“YES. I’M GOING TO BE MARRIED.”

“You’re kidding me right?”

Her voiced dropped a notch. “N-no. I thought you would be excited.” I could practically hear her pouting over the phone.

“Mom. You told me yesterday that you were dating this chick, and now you’re going to marry her? Isn’t that a little rushed?”

“Honey this is grown up stuff, I wouldn’t expect you to understand love. I’ve finally found the one, can’t you just be happy for me?”

My eyes started welling up in anger. I hated crying, but my mother just brought me to a level of frustration that just made me want to scream, break down and -

A hand grabbed my wrist. It was Liam.

“You okay?” he mouthed.

I looked down at his wide eyes and took a deep breath.

”Yeah, mom I’m really happy for you.”

I smiled and waved at Liam before slipping out across the hall to Niall’s room, so I didn’t wake anyone else.

She squealed through the phone. “So I was thinking I’d pull you out of school for a few months and you could help me plan because every good bride needs her maid of honour by her side at all times!”

“What?”

“Well, I know you hate school anyways so you should just come home-”

“Mom. I’m actually starting to like it here, I’m not going to leave, I have friends here!”

“ Sweetie, I thought you would be happy being my maid of honour-”

This time I lost it.

“MOM. I’M NOT COMING HOME. I CAN’T TAKE HOW CHILDISH YOU’RE BEING, YOU ONLY EVER WANT ME AROUND WHEN IT’S CONVINIENT FOR YOU. HAVE YOU EVER CONSIDERED MY FEELINGS IN ANY DECISION YOU’VE EVER MADE? NO. SO YOU SAY YOU WANT ME NOW? WELL GUESS WHAT : I. DON’T. WANT. YOU. GO HAVE A FREAKING BEAUTIFUL WEDDING. BE HAPPY WITH MAUREEN. BUT DON’T START PRETENDING TO GIVE A FUCK ABOUT ME OR ANYONE BUT YOURSELF!”

There was silence at the other end of the phone.

I took a deep breath.

“I’m sure Kayla Christie’s wedding won’t disappoint, and I doubt anyone will even notice the absence of her daughter.”

And then I hung up.

I walked slowly out of the room, and made my way down the stairs and out of the building.

It was raining. Of course it was raining.

And that’s when I started crying. Out of all the things to push me over the edge it was the rain, but that did it for me. I, Ryan Christie, was officially soft.

I was making my way across the back lawn towards the forest when someone yelled at me. My heart swelled, someone was coming after me, and somebody cared.

I turned; coming towards me with a nasty grin on his face was Mr. Mann.

“What are you doing here?” He laughed with a creepy smile. “I thought one of the students was out of bed but it’s you.”

I tried to shake him off but he pulled me closer. I had dealt with a lot of shit in the past few months, fuck, I had dealt with a lot of shit in my life. No dad, mommy issues, eating disorders, getting kicked out everywhere, partying, being a soulless bitch, everything. And things almost started going right for me. And now they weren’t, and this guy was the last straw.

“Let me go.” I growled. I had no time for his bullshit. “I’m already in enough trouble, what are you going to do to me?”

He was staring at me with a glint in his eyes. For the first time in my life I felt self-conscious. I was soaking wet, with my onesie sticking to me closer than usual. His stare made my heart race, and not in a good way.

I backed away.

He lunged for me, and started to try to pull down the zipper of my onesie, I screamed as loud as I could. I struggled to free my arms from his grasp.

“DON’T FUCKING TOUCH ME YOU SON OF A BITCH.”

I got free and my self-defense instincts kicked in, but before I could even throw a punch or kick he was off of me.

It was Liam, and he was pounding the shit out of Mr. Mann.

I took a shaky breath. I was okay. And then, for the third time that morning, I started to cry and collapsed on the ground out of pure fatigue from this morning.

I wasn’t sitting there long before I felt a pair of arms wrap around me.

“Shh, Ryan, you’re okay, I’ve got you.”

Hi loves.

Mon, 24 Dec 2012 00:34:48 -0500

I pinkie swear i will be updating after christmas!
Thank you all for sticking it out and still following me I actually love you all so much.

Merry Christmas and Happy whatever else you might celebrate!

dreams-of-1-directioner: lets-all-head-in-one-direction: harryc...

Tue, 04 Dec 2012 21:43:07 -0500

dreams-of-1-directioner:

lets-all-head-in-one-direction:

harrychristmas:

tornbetween5hotties:

loudolph-the-zayndeer:

Here’s your daily “my brain doesn’t know what’s going on”

Truly, Madly, Deeply - One Direction

Layered, and each channel comes through a different speaker (L/R)

Earphones on, ladies and gents.

SO BEAUTIFUL I AM IN LOVE

MY BRAIN IS CRYING

doWNLOAd LINK, please?

eu to tentando cantar as duas partes juntas kkkk

Stuck in Another World (Chapter 17)

Sun, 02 Dec 2012 00:25:17 -0500

Well ain’t it about time?

Here ya go my loves!

xoxo

Chapter 17

I drew the line at heels.

“There is no way I’m watching a movie with 5 guys wearing 5 inch heels. It’s impractical, I’ll look like a prostitute and I will probably get made fun of. Also who wears heels with a onesie?”

“FINE.” She huffed.

“Fine. This is silly, I’m just watching a movie. I don’t need to get all primped up and proper.”

She rolled her eyes.

“I don’t think you understand these are some of the HOTTEST boys in the entire world and that if other girls were-”

“Well I wouldn’t call myself normal.”

“True, true. Now get your ass in gear, stop stalling. Go go! It’s gonna be fun.”

“If by fun you mean ridiculously awkward, then yeah!”

“GO!”

I grumbled all the way out the door and walking all the way down where a cab was waiting for me, there was no way I was walking alone through the forest on when it was dark out.

The cab ride was too short for someone who did not want to get to her destination. In desperation I tried to come up with excuses. But none seemed at all realistic, unless I had the proper tools to stage an alien invasion. And I couldn’t fake sick because everyone had already seen me looking just a few hours earlier. And I couldn’t be food poising if there were a bunch of other girls who had the same meal as me. The scariest thought of all would be facing Stella if she knew I had backed out. I had to grow some lady balls and woman up.

I snuck through the halls of the school with ease and before long I was standing in front of a familiar door.

I brought my hand up, to knock and then brought it back down. Maybe I should just walk in, knocking might be to formal and awkward and then someone would have to come answer the door and real friends just burst in and-

Wow I was overthinking this.

I opened the door and stepped in. Then froze, the screamed.

I really should have knocked.

Because a fully naked Harry Styles was not what I was expecting.

Far from it actually.

After standing there for an awkwardly long amount of time gaping I threw my hands over my eyes and ran out of the room.

Way to relieve the tension Ryan.

I slammed the door and slid down the wall outside his room. Now don’t get me wrong, harry was attractive and all (very very nice to look at) but getting attacked by the sight of someone’s penis is not what one expects when they open a door.

The door across the hall flew open.

“Are you oka- oh it’s you.”

I buried my face in my knees. This night just kept getting better.

He cleared his throat.

“What’s wrong?” he said gruffly.

“I don’t think you actually want to know.”

He sat down across from me.

“Tell me what’s wrong.”

I sighed.

“I’ve had a lot of work to do this week, I am going to be in detention for the rest of my life, my friend is having relationship troubles, my mom is now a lesbian, I’m pretty sure you all hate me and I just saw Harry stark naked.”

He didn’t even try to suppress a laugh.

“Wow. That’s um…um…”

I groaned.

“See even you don’t have anything to say! My life is slowly derailing. And all you can do is laugh.”

“Aw lighten up. Is your mom seriously a lesbian though?”

“Yes. Her girlfriend is named Maureen.”

He giggled.

I stood up.

“As much as having you laugh at me has been amusing, I think it’s time to go watch a movie.”

He nodded.

“It’s nice to have you back around Ryan.”

I smiled.

“No kidding. You boys need a little estrogen in your lives.”

He just grinned.

I knocked on the door this time.

“I’m coming in and everyone better be clothed!” I whisper-yelled in hopes I wouldn’t wake the entire building up.

This time Liam was standing there when I walked in.

“Well looks like you’ve recovered from your shock.” He laughed, “I knew you’d be back eventually.”

“She was stunned by my enormous co-”

“Hi, Harry could you put some pants on please.” I interrupted.

“I am wearing pants.” He smirked.

Damn British people.

“I mean pajama bottoms or something of the sort.”

“OH- sure no problem.” He replied, relishing in how uncomfortable I was.

I flung myself on one of the two beds. This room was much more spacious than the room across the hall. When I once asked why Zayn just shrugged and said “Rockstar perks.” But even then I had never noticed the screen hanging down and covering half the wall.

“Wait- how did that?”

“The projector screen rolls up and stays hidden so we don’t get in trouble with the dorm advisers.” Zayn explained.

I shook my head. They could actually be smart. When they tried.

Soon everyone was together squished on the two beds, which were not actually big enough to fit six people.

I found myself squished between Liam and Zayn.

They started the movie. I smiled to myself.

Although I had seen much more man junk than expected my night was going surprisingly well. I really did not regret coming.

And it was, after all, much cheaper and less time consuming than staging an alien attack.

number of times harry denied dating taylor: 2

Thu, 29 Nov 2012 20:01:20 -0500

number of times harry denied dating taylor: 2
number of times harry denied dating me: 0

Awkward

Wed, 28 Nov 2012 23:19:17 -0500

Sorry

destielocked: writing seems so easy until you start writing

Wed, 28 Nov 2012 23:03:19 -0500

destielocked:

writing seems so easy until you start writing

the prologues soooo gooood aaaah so excited!

Sun, 25 Nov 2012 16:53:14 -0500

Ahh thank you :D

i’m very excited to be writing it!!

can you please write me a fan fic :) ???? i love your stories so much !!!

Sun, 25 Nov 2012 16:52:25 -0500

A fanfic is a long process so probably not :/

BUT i’m thinking of maybe starting to take one shot requests so maybe if you wanted that??

I can’t promise anything though cause i’m so busy at the moment!

Thank you so much <3

Writers improv

Mon, 12 Nov 2012 20:40:00 -0500

So basically this is my story with her . We’re doing a little something we like to call Writers Improv.

Rules for Writers Improv

Basically I’m writing the prologue and she will be writing the first chapter and so on…

Hope you enjoy!

Prologue

Finally summer. The summer of freedom Robin called it. After all she had just broken up with Dave after six horrible months, and she was finally single and ready to mingle. She was planning to take London by storm and have the best-

“ROBIN. WHERE ARE THE EXTRA TOWELS?”

Except for that. It would hardly be a summer of freedom because actually she was working all summer.

And she couldn’t quit.

“ROBIN.”

“COMING MOTHER.”

Because she worked at her parent’s resort. And realistically she would be disowned if she quit. Especially with her sister Hallie going to school in America, they need all the help they could get.

Don’t get her wrong…she loved her job. She got to meet some really awesome people. Not everyone could say they saw Leonardo DiCaprio every April and that Catherine Zeta-Jones often stopped by to pay a visit. It was all very cool-

“ROBIN! I NEED THE TOWELS.”

Except for that. She had to fold towels all summer whilst everyone else got to relax around the pool with an ice cold drink. She grabbed a pile of towels and trudged down stairs.

“There you are. Now a couple of things: First go get Carlos to check the ice machine, I think it may be clogged and you need to check in with Joanne at reception because you have to do some faxing and then find your father because we have some major clients that we need to greet soon.”

She sighed. “Yes mom.”

“Oh and I almost forgot to say… Harry’s coming.”

“HARRY?”

“Yes I think, him and some friends of his or something. Annie called me this morning to tell me.”

“You have got to be kidding me.”

“Robin, you haven’t seen him in a couple years. For all you know maybe he’s turned into a proper gentleman, Annie seems to think he’s matured quite well.”

“Yes well Anne is his mother and only sees the best in her child. Must I remind you of the time he-”

“Yes the time he cut half your hair off in your sleep. I know. But darling he’s eighteen.”

“What about the time he-”

“Tied you to a tree? He was six, dear, you’ll have to get over yourself.”

“UGGG. Okay fine can we talk about this later? I have to go find Carlos.”

“Okay well-‘

Robin turned away before her mother could add another hundred things to her to-do list.

Harry was coming; things were really looking up for her.

Not.

Omgomg i love pj ahahahaha he seems so great

Sun, 11 Nov 2012 21:59:38 -0500

Omg thank you i agree!

I want him to be real.

it's so beautiful from here: Fanfiction Game!

Fri, 09 Nov 2012 00:44:49 -0500

it's so beautiful from here: Fanfiction Game!:

drawerseat:

Fanfiction game; (x)

You will need:

-a tumblr or real life friend who likes to write

-creativity

How To Play:

1. You and your friend must decide a topic for the first chapter.

2. Flip a coin or some shit like that to see who will write it.

3. Let’s say you write the first chapter. You…

Don't talk to strangers (chapter 6)

Thu, 08 Nov 2012 00:28:22 -0500

WOw i forgot that I actually really enjoy this story.

Enjoy my loves

xoxo

Chapter 6

“Well you seemed awfully comfortable around them.” Laura huffed.

“yeah they’re nice guys.” I responded.

“Hmm…yep. “

“What?”

“Nothing…nothing.”

“Laura tell me.”

“Nothing they just seemed sort of interested in you.”

“No no they’re just friends.”

“Wait how are they your friends again?”

I rolled my eyes and told her the whole story. But even after that she would not stop bugging me about how she was sure Harry was into me or how Zayn was staring at my ass or whatever. The problem was she didn’t understand the concept of being just friends with boys. She kept blabbering on about it. And when it wasn’t that it was about how talented they were or how perfect their noses were. It was giving me a headache. I mean Laura was great and all but enough.

In order to drown her out I may have drank a little.

And by a little I mean a lot.

Thankfully I looked at least 21 in the dress I was wearing. I didn’t even need to pull out the fake I.D.

Sometime around 2 in the morning I stumbled home and parted ways with Laura. I rode the elevator to my floor and crashed as soon as I hit the matress.

The next morning I woke up with a headache the size of Texas. I stumbled out of bed and stepped in the shower blindly. It was 8:45. I had to be at work in 20 minutes and factoring in the 5 minute walk their I had 10 minutes to get ready. I stepped out of the shower, threw my hair in a bun, put on my sweats and grabbed a granola bar. I found a pair of sunglasses to cover the bags under my eyes, grabbed my gym bag and left.

It took all my strength not to vomit in one of the potted plants in my lobby. Instead I vomited next to the dumpster in a sketchy alley right next to my building. Thankfully I had gum in my gym bag. I got to work with one minute to spare. Success.

As I trudged my way through the lobby and walked passed the front desk I completely missed the five boys sitting in the lounge area.

“Morning Karen.” I said smiling at the receptionist.

She cleared her throat.

“Umm Lucy?”

I turned around to see four groggy looking boys and one cheerful Harry Styles.

“What in the name of-“

“Hi! We’re your newest clients!” chirped Harry.

“HA. No.”

“But-” Liam interjected.

“Not gonna happen,” I turned to the front desk, “ Karen is there anyone else who can take them off my hands? I can’t deal with-”

“Sorry love, you’re stuck with us. We put in a special request.” Harry winked at me.

“You can not be serious.”

“What’s wrong with us?”

“Nothing other than the fact that I know you well enough by now to know you’ll listen to nothing I say, goof off and not get any physical activity. Plus I’m slightly…” I hushed my voice, “hungover. And I can not deal with you noisy boys.”

“WAIT WHAT WAS THAT YOU SAID YOU WERE??? I COULDN’T HEAR!” screamed Louis.

I winced.

“See my point exactly.”

“Don’t worry Luce we’ll be on our best behavior.” Said Niall, giving me a smile that could end a war.

I sighed. There would be no winning.

“FINE.” I huffed.

They gave a cheer. I winced.

“Let’s play the quiet game. First one to talk has to do an extra set of sit-ups.” I instructed as I lead them down the hall.

“Wow, first minute of being our instructor and she already threatens us. She’s hardcore.”

“And you will be the one doing sit-up Louis.”

He groaned.

I smiled for the first time all morning.

The boys were all panting and groaning on the ground.

“Nothing like an early morning workout eh? It’s the true cure to any hangover.”

I smiled, hands on my hips looking down at them.

“And now I have to go teach water aerobics. See you boys later.”

When I left none of them had moved from their positions.

Success.

Kids, don’t mess with fire unless you’re willing to get burned.

“Also avoid crazy people who talk to themselves.” A male voice teased.

Oops. I said it out loud.

“Yeah you did.”

Shit. Did it again.

I peeked around to see who it was.

“OH MY GOD! PJ!”

I threw my arms around him.

“Hey bear.” He said with a grin. “Longtime no see.”

“How did you even find me?”

“It’s a longgg story that involves-”

“You called my mom?”

“Yep pretty much.”

“Of course. Well shit I actually have to go teach now. But maybe you can-”

He held up a speedo and a pink, frilly bathing cap.

“I came for the water aerobics. Duh. Why else would I be here?”

I snorted.

“Oh, I don’t know to visit your best friend in the whole world?”

He scoffed.

“Wow, a little self centered are we now Bear? I can see LA has changed already.”

I rolled my eyes.

“Shut up doofus. Now let’s go, I can hardly contain my excitement, I wanna see you in that pink swim cap so bad.”

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