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  1. sing4themoment sing4themoment
    posted a quote
    June 24, 2012 10:15am EDT
    If people were meant to....
    pop out of bed first thing in the morning,
    we'd all sleep in toasters.

  2. hopelessxromanticoxo hopelessxromanticoxo
    posted a quote
    March 27, 2012 12:18am EDT
    Something to Believe In
    part 5:
    “Yea, it’s not in the city it’s out here, but I could take you guys!”
    “Yesssss let’s go!” Niall said, and looked up at Liam.
    “Daddy Liam, can we please go?”
    “It’s not up to me, ask Paul!”
    “As long as I come and make sure it’s okay, we can check it out.”
    “Wait, can you get off of work?” Zayn asked, and I looked down at my work uniform, and up at Patty who was giving me her thinking face.
    “You know what, don’t worry about it. I’ll have someone come in, you two can leave it’s not a big deal.”
    “Really?!” I asked, and she nodded her head. “Thanks Patty, I owe you for this!” and hugged her. She was taken aback by the hug, but everyone laughed, and Harry stood up and shouted,
    “Let’s go!”
    “We can go out this back door,” I offered, peeking through the window. There were about 20 girls top still outside, but they would cause such a scene. “If you pull the car around, it comes right in front of the door.” I said, and looked at Paul. The boys were clueless with this, as was Jordan, and her and Niall were still going at the ice creams.
    “I don’t have much more room.” She said, as she dutifully ate a tiny bit of red velvet.
    “Me neither,” said Niall, and he put it back in the freezer, and leaned against it. The rest of the guys were just listening to what we were plotting.
    “How will you get there?” Liam asked,
    “I drove here, so my car’s here.” I said, and Liam looked shocked.
    “You’re 17 and you drive?”
    “Yea?” I giggled, and looked at Jordan. She looked just as confused as I was. “I’ve had my license for like 7 months now.”
    “Not fair.” He said, and shook his head.
    “Hey Liam, maybe she can give you a few pointers.” Harry joked, and elbowed Louis, as they both laughed.
    “Real funny,” he said, and Jordan interrupted and asked,
    “Would I be able to get ready?”
    “Yea, I need to too.” I said, and looked down as I took my apron off, revealing my blue tshirt and black yoga pants with my stained shoes from too many late Friday and Saturday nights working.
    “Can we go to Jordan’s house, wait for her to get ready, go to my house, and I’ll change really quick, and we can go from there?” I asked. Paul nodded his head,
    “As long as that’s okay with the guys.” They all looked indifferent until Zayn spoke up and said,
    “Yea, that’s completely fine.” Niall looked at Jordan, and said,
    “You don’t drive, right?” and she laughed,
    “Nooo, not yet.” And he looked relieved.
    “Alright good, me either. But we can drive you to your house, as long as, well you tell us how to get there.” She giggled, and looked at me, unsure of what to do.
    “Are you gonna leave me by myself?” I asked, and jokingly pouted.
    “I’m actually curious to see you drive,” Zayn said and looked at Niall. “We can take the leprechaun with us,” and Niall just lit up at his nickname.
    “Paul, do you trust me?” I asked, and he looked me up and down, as I grabbed my keys out of the locker. “Here’s my license, in case you don’t trust me.” My license picture was probably one of my better pictures, surprisingly. I had just gotten back from a two week trip from the beach, and my crazy curls were actually cooperating with me. Louis snuck behind Paul, and grabbed my ID from my hands.
    “Nice picture, you have Harry hair.” And he petted Harry on the head.
    “Yea, I straightened it today though.” I said, and tugged at my long ponytail.
    “Why?” Zayn asked.
    “I don’t know.” I looked at him, and smiled. “It was a straight hair kinda day.”
    “You can drive in front of us.” Paul finally agreed skeptically, and added, “No pit stops.”
    “No sir.” I turned to face him with a serious face, but I couldn’t keep it very long.
    “Perfect!” Niall said, and Paul again directed me,
    “Go show them where to pull the car up.” I grabbed my keys from Louis, which had my license in the Vera Bradley wallet attached to my turquoise University of Pittsburgh lanyard. I walked out calmly with another guy around the corner, and up to my car, Sheila. I carefully backed out of the spot and drove around the lot until the black SUV appeared in my rearview mirror, and the man waved to me. I pulled around the back of Maggie Moo’s, right in front of the door, and the man was on the phone, and then pointed to the door swinging open. Zayn, Niall, and Jordan walked over to my car, and Jordan and Niall slid across the back seat. I adjusted the seat so that Zayn could sit down on it.
    “Sorry, two door car problems.”
    “It’s alright!” Zayn smiled and I looked back at Niall’s squished legs.
    “Sorry Niall!”
    “Don’t worry, remember, I’m a leprechaun!” and we all laughed, he then added,
    “Ohh yea we have DJ Malik with us!” and I told everyone to buckle up, and drove out of the parking lot, and stopped at the red light.

  3. hopelessxromanticoxo hopelessxromanticoxo
    posted a quote
    March 28, 2012 12:25am EDT
    Something to Believe In
    part 6:
    “Any requests?” Zayn asked, as he plugged his iPod into the car jack. I shook my head, and Niall shouted,
    “David Guetta!” and Zayn’s head went down as he searched for a good song to put on.
    “How’s your driving record?” Niall asked,
    “My driving record?” I asked, confused.
    “Yea, like how many times have you gotten stopped by the police?” he asked.
    “None! I’m a good girl!”
    “A good girl, and the Bradford bad boy.” Niall laughed, as Zayn put on Turn me On, “That’s not going to work.”
    “Enough out of the leprechaun,” as Zayn reached his hand back to hit Niall in the leg, and Niall kicked his seat, and I felt the car shaking.
    “I really don’t want to get in a car accident.” Jordan said, as Zayn pulled his hand back up to the front, and they both laughed.
    “Yea, I don’t either.” I agreed.
    “Well you’re the one driving!” Niall shouted from the back.
    “We’ll be fine.” Zayn said, and looked at me. I saw him from the corner of my eye, but I would not take my eyes off the road.
    “Mind if I put the windows down?” I asked, as I reached my hand to the door. Zayn looked at me with concern in his eyes.
    “Won’t people recognize us?”
    “Not here!” I laughed as trees engulfed the car’s surroundings.
    “Do it!” Niall shouted, and Zayn smiled as he gave in,
    “Fine!” and I rolled all the windows down, and turned up the music, as Zayn put on Good Feeling, and I immediately heard Niall singing from the back. I kept checking to see if Paul and the rest of the guys were still behind us, and they were a safe following distance behind us. After I saw them, I looked lower and saw Niall and Jordan both singing, and smiled to myself. They were way too adorable, I thought, and Zayn looked at me to see why I was smiling, and I nodded my head to the back of the car, and he glanced back, and mimicked my smile.
    We finally got to Jordan’s neighborhood, and I pulled right in front of her house. The black SUV slid right in front of me, and we all got out of the car.
    “Don’t worry Zayn, no one will recognize you here either.” I joked, as he looked both ways of the empty street of the neighborhood. He laughed as he helped pull Niall out of the back of the car. We rejoined Louis, Liam, and Harry, and walked down her driveway into her house.
    “My parents are at Mini’s game, so just don’t break anything.” She joked as she let us all in.
    “Who’s Mini?” Liam asked,
    “Her sister, who looks just like her.” I answered,
    “But tinier.” She defended, and we walked into her kitchen. “I’ll be quick, I promise.” She said, and she headed up the stairs. I followed her upstairs to help her pick out an outfit.
    “What should I wear?” she asked, and walked into her room.
    “It needs to be cute, but casual.” I said, mentally deciding what would be acceptable and unacceptable.
    “And I need to able to move around in it.” She said.
    “So that leaves out flip flops..” I said, tearing through her closet, and I picked up her black Tom’s and threw them at her.
    “You’re wearing these.”
    “Are jeggings good pants to wear?” she asked, going through her drawer.
    “Perfect!” I said, and found a white tank top with black accents, and paired it with a baby blue cardigan, and turned around to show her.
    “Approved?” I asked, and she nodded her head.
    “Looks good.” She agreed, and I put it on her bed. “I’m going to braid my hair.”
    “That’s cute!” I agreed, as I took mine out of the ponytail, and brushed out the bump in my hair with my fingers. It wasn’t too stubborn today, so I figured I would clip half of it up when I got to my house.
    “Alright, I’ll finish, just go make sure they haven’t torn apart my house yet.” She laughed, as I walked downstairs, and Louis was sitting next to Niall and Harry at the bar stools, Liam was sitting on one of her counters, and Zayn was leaning against her counter, and they were all on their phones.
    “Tweeting?” I asked, and they all silently nodded their heads.
    “Well while you’re on, go follow me!”
    “What’s your name?” Liam asked,
    “@lessismore6” I said, and after they finished typing, Zayn looked up and said,
    “You never told me why she calls you Less.”
    “Oh, it’s just a combination of my first and last name. My hoodies would read L.Esposito, so people would read it as Lespo, and pronounce it like ‘Lesbo’ but that wasn’t okay, so everyone just called me Less, and it caught on.”
    “What’s a hoodie?” Harry asked.
    “A sweatshirt, with a hood on it.” I laughed. “I didn’t think Americans had this much slang. Wait until tomorrow, I’m really going to lose you.”
    “Oh, right.” Zayn laughed, “Souphilly.”
    “You’ll be a pro by the time I’m done with you.”
    “We’ll be American by the time you’re done with us.” Liam argued.
    “We have a very strong culture, what can I say?” I laughed, and then I heard Jordan say.
    “You can drive us to your house, cause I’m done,” as she walked in. Niall’s face lit up, but then he caught himself, and recomposed his face.
    “Are we ready to leave?” I asked, and everyone nodded.
    “That was fast.” Louis commented.
    “Yea, I’m definitely going to take longer.” I said, as we all walked out the front door.
    “Doubt it,” I heard Zayn say to me under his breath, and when I looked at him, he just looked away, and smiled.
    “Shut up” I smiled, and he just laughed.
    “I never said anything.”

  4. hopelessxromanticoxo hopelessxromanticoxo
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    March 31, 2012 11:52pm EDT
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  5. hopelessxromanticoxo hopelessxromanticoxo
    posted a quote
    April 3, 2012 12:39am EDT
    Something to Believe In
    part 8:
    “So tell me more about yourself. Have you lived here your whole life?” he asked,
    “Yea, I’m actually incredibly boring.” I laughed, and looked up at him, and my tummy tickled when our eyes connected. There were no other words to describe it. I swallowed, and continued,
    “I’ve lived here since I was born, went to the same school for 12 years. It’s really bad. That’s why after I graduate, I plan on doing everything.”
    “Everything?” he asked, intrigued, “What do you mean by everything?”
    “Everything I can’t do in this small down. I wrote it all down on my bucket list.” I smiled, and he laughed.
    “You have a bucket list. Name a few things.”
    “Let’s see, 36. Go sky diving and bungee jumping. 13. Own all of the NCIS seasons on DVD. 15. Be a contestant on the amazing Race. 20. Crowd Surf.”
    “That was fun,” he reminisced, and I laughed.
    “Exactly, I don’t want to be old and gray before I realize I should have done something with my life.”
    “I understand.” He nodded his head, “That’s why I auditioned for the X-Factor, sort of. And well, look what it turned into.”
    “Is there a specific order to this list?” he asked.
    “No, I’ll have to show it to you sometime.” I said, and our food came out. Everyone looked at me after the waiter left to show them what to do.
    “Alright, you can eat it with your hands, or with your chopsticks. I’m chopstick challenged, so I use my hands, but you can try.” I started, “You can put some soy sauce if you want to try it, and just try all of them.” I laughed, and everyone started at the meal. Zayn and I tried to use our chopsticks, and he laughed at my several failed attempts to use them. He was pretty decent with his, and picked up a piece of sushi, and dipped the end of it into his soy sauce bowl.
    “I got one!” he cheered, and as he looked up, he elbowed me and nodded his head forward, towards Jordan and Niall. They were sword fighting aimlessly with their chopsticks, as their gazes were locked on each other, and they were deep in conversation. I giggled, and Zayn smiled,
    “Too cute.” He said, and took a bite of his first piece of sushi. I paused, and gauged his reaction to it, as he thought about it for a second.
    “This is actually really good!” he said, and finished the piece. I took a bite of mine, and everyone kept trying the new ones, and everyone generally liked them! Every now and then, there was an “Ewwww,” but it was generally good. The waiter came over to Paul, and when everyone stood up ready to leave, I said,
    “Wait, I didn’t pay.”
    “Don’t worry about it.” Zayn said, and I looked up at him and pouted.
    “You’re showing us around, it’s the least we could do.” I stood straight up, and put my hands on my hips. He just laughed, and put his hands on my shoulders, and turned me around to walk me out.
    “Time to lasertag?!” Louis asked, as he ran to the car.
    “No one knows we’re here.” Liam calmly said, as he walked next to me. “So, how do you play lasertag?”
    “You get partner up, and last two standing win. We can play a few rounds.” I said, as we parted ways to drive there. It took us about ten minutes to get there, and we all walked in the place, as Paul scoped it out. We were all standing in the lobby waiting, when someone opened the door, and everyone turned to the door, as I heard a high British voice say,
    “You expect to go to the States and play lasertag without us?!”

  6. hopelessxromanticoxo hopelessxromanticoxo
    posted a quote
    April 3, 2012 12:47am EDT
    Something to Believe In
    part 9:
    I saw a tall slender girl with wild curly hair and dark skin talking, with a smaller girl with chestnut brown hair standing next to her. Next thing I know Liam is embracing her, and Louis picked up the smaller girl and spun her around in a circle. It sank my stomach when I realized that Danielle Peazer, Liam’s girlfriend, and Eleanor Calder, Louis’s girlfriend just walked into the room. It didn’t sink my stomach that I didn’t want them to come, I could have cared less, just the fact that they were there. They made me feel much more ordinary, like this extraordinary occurrence was just that. Nothing more. I looked over at Jordan, and her jaw was two centimeters short of dropping to the ground, as all the guys gave Danielle and Eleanor a hug.
    “Long time no see!” Danielle said, as her red leggings framed her perfectly long legs with a tanktop vest and a flowing tanktop underneath was designed to her perfect figure. Eleanor was wearing jeans with a striped baby pink blouse that hung in all the right places. I’ve never felt more inferior in my whole life, and Liam turned around at me smiling, and said,
    “Danielle, you have to meet our new American friends! This is Lauren, she gave us the most delicious ice cream today. Well, I had a milkshake,” he said, and I felt her and Eleanor look me up and down, and then Liam gestured over to Jordan and say, “This is her friend who works with her, Jordan. They just took us out to get sushi, and it was absolutely out of this world!” I saw their eyes look her up and down, as well, and I felt her want to go hide in the nearest corner, as I had. These girls were practically perfect, how could I have thought that I was even half decent enough to spend time with this band. They were larger than life, and my life especially. I had to take deep breaths to hold myself from crying. Jordan looked over at me, and then back at everyone.
    “We’re going to run to the bathroom really fast.” She said, and we excused ourselves from the room, and down one corridor, into the girls’ room.
    “What. The. Hell.” I said, and leaned against the wall, and sunk to the floor.
    “I don’t know what just happened.” She said, pacing back and forth. I let a few tears slide.
    “I don’t know what I was thinking, thinking we could hang out with people like them. I mean look at them.” I said, and my voice cracked from the tears.
    “We’re in so far over our heads.” She agreed.
    “Look at us!” I said, “Two girls who’ve never known anything other than school and sports, and there’s a freaking world famous band, a girl who’s danced with more famous bands than I’ll ever know, and a freaking model.” I said.
    “I’ve never felt smaller.” She said, and I agreed. There was a knock on the door, and a small high voice asked,
    “Are you okay?” I jumped up, and quickly wiped the makeup that ran from my eyes, and Eleanor peeked her head in.
    “Hey, are you two okay?” she asked, and Danielle peeked her head in behind her.
    “Yea, just needed to use the bathroom.” I said, and fixed my hair.
    “Sorry if we scared you.” Danielle said, walking into the bathroom, “I just always love making fun of them. We haven’t properly met, I’m Danielle.” She said, and shook my hand. I smiled, such a British thing to do.
    “I’m Lauren.”
    “I’m Jordan.” She said, shaking her hand, and Eleanor said,
    “I’m Eleanor. I’m really sorry we didn’t mean to scare you off like that.”
    “Did it really look that bad?” I asked, and they both laughed.
    “Yea, you looked like you just saw your dead grandmother’s ghost.” Danielle said, and I laughed at that. Jordan said,
    “We’re sorry. It’s just been such an overwhelming day.”
    “It’s a lot to take in.” I agreed, and they both nodded their head.
    “Don’t let us intimidate you, trust me. We’re the two biggest goofballs you’ll ever meet.” Eleanor said, and I smiled.
    “I was shocked you came here.” I smiled, “I didn’t know you were coming, they didn’t mention anything.”
    “Yea, we were going to surprise them. They picked up two more girls to our group El.” Danielle elbowed Jordan.
    “We’re just friends right now.” Jordan said,
    “Yea, but don’t worry not for long.” Eleanor said, “Niall wouldn’t spend his time with just anyone.”
    “And you,” Danielle said, pointing at me, “Liam told me Zayn can’t even look straight when he’s with you.”
    “What? He’s fine when he’s with me..” I said, confused.
    “Don’t worry about it.” She laughed, and said,
    “Bradford Bad Boy meets a good girl.”
    “Why does everyone keep calling me a good girl?” I asked, and Eleanor and Jordan laughed.
    “Do you have a tattoo?” Danielle asked.
    “No…” I said.
    “You’re a good girl.” She smiled, and we all walked out of the bathroom to rejoin the boys.

  7. hopelessxromanticoxo hopelessxromanticoxo
    posted a quote
    April 4, 2012 12:08am EDT
    Something to Believe In
    part 10:
    We all walked out, and Niall asked,
    “Is everything okay?”
    “Brilliant!” Danielle said, she had a strong personality, but not overpowering, which was a nice change.
    “Yea, we’re good.” Jordan said, and Zayn looked at me and opened his mouth to say something, when Louis cut him off.
    “Let’s do first round boys versus girls, we’ll go easy on you.” He winked at Eleanor, and she playfully shoved him.
    “Alright, we’ll see how this goes.” Jordan said, and we put on the chest pads that had the laser sensors in them, and glasses they gave us that resembled the 3D goggles you got when you were at the movies. We each got a laser gun, and they released us into opposite ends of the arena, and we decided to pair off, but it ended up being me with Eleanor and Jordan with Danielle. It was hard not to make things incredibly awkward, but Eleanor was nice, and we were having a quiet discussion, when she hushed me, and we heard footsteps, and Harry’s loud laughter. As they came across the corner, I shot Harry, and his vest lit up, when Louis shot me, and Eleanor shot Louis, and ran away.
    A short while later, Danielle came up with Jordan, with Niall, Zayn, and Liam’s chests glowing from getting shot with the laser.
    “Did the girls just win this round?” Danielle asked.
    “Yea, I was shot though.” I laughed, and Jordan shook her head at me.
    “It was a sacrifice kill, she got Harry, Louis got her, and I got Louis.” Eleanor explained.
    “Rookie mistake.” Zayn whispered under his breath as he walked by me, and I came back and said,
    “Look who’s talking.” And he smiled.
    “Let’s make this interesting.” Liam said, and we all turned to face him.
    “Let’s partner up, and whoever wins…”
    “Will get an extra special American surprise from Jordan and me.” I said,
    “Well what if one of the two Americans wins?” Niall asked.
    “Then they’ll get an extra special surprise from Danielle and myself.” Eleanor volunteered.
    “BRING IT ON!” Louis shouted, as he wrapped his arm around Eleanor and said, “Partner!”
    “I call Danielle!” Liam said,
    “Well I want the Irish one!” Niall said.
    “Niall, you’re the only Irish one here.” Harry said, and patted his back.
    “No, Jordan! Her last name is Ireland! So I want that Irish one!” and we all laughed.
    “We’ll triple up and have Harry on our team!” Louis said, and I looked up at Zayn.
    “Well looks like you’re stuck with the weakest link.” He smiled, and everyone separated to strategize.
    “I wouldn’t call it stuck.”
    “Really, what would you call it then?”
    “Don’t worry about it.” He smiled, and I couldn’t help but smile back at him, and I shook my head back into focus.
    “Okay, how are we going to win this?”
    “Let’s just hide until everyone gets each other out, and then we’ll attack.”
    “Deal.” I said, and we ran to the back of the course, and sat in a corner close together so we weren’t able to be seen.
    We sat there for about twenty minutes, giggling and whispering and shhhing each other when we thought someone was coming, then we heard Harry yell,
    “Where’s Zayn and Lauren?” And we both looked at each other. We stood up and snuck quietly to the front, where everyone was standing in a circle, with everyone’s vest lit up apart from Harry.
    “How did Harry manage to not get hit?” I whispered to Zayn, and he chuckled and shrugged his shoulders. I snuck around the corner, in position to hit Harry from behind, when Danielle saw me, and completely interrupted the conversation and shot me.
    “Shoot.” I said, and walked into the group. I tried to distract everyone so Zayn could have his chance, when everyone ran to where I came from. I heard a feminine scream, most likely from Louis, and Zayn came back with his vest lit up.
    “Sorry, I messed it up.” He smiled and shook his head.
    “It’s alright, I left my gun back where we were hiding anyways.” And everyone laughed.
    “How do you forget your gun?” Liam asked, and he shrugged. We all walked out into the lobby where Paul was waiting.
    “What time is it?” Zayn asked me.
    “It’s 11.” Paul answered.
    “We have a signing tomorrow morning, but other than that, we’re free for the rest of the day.” Zayn said, and we circled up again.
    “Okay, well there’s a Phillies game tomorrow night, if you’re interested in going.”
    “Is that baseball?” Niall asked.
    “Yes,” Jordan laughed, and I said,
    “My friend has tickets that she said we could use, if you all want to go. It’s one of the best ways to see Philly. There’s funny people, crazy stories, and really good food.”
    “I’m in.” Niall said, and we all laughed.
    “Sounds fun.” Harry said, and Danielle nodded her head.
    “Now I’m interested, we wanna go, right Liam?”
    “Of course.”
    “We’ll come too.” Eleanor said, as Louis stood with his arms around her.
    “Sounds like a lot of fun!” Zayn said to me, and I pulled my phone out and asked,
    “Alright, who should I call to schedule details with.”
    “Here, I’ll text myself from your phone.” Zayn said, taking my phone from my hand, and typing quickly. I’m pretty sure I saw Niall steal Jordan’s phone from her hand, but I wasn’t entirely sure.
    “We can meet at our hotel, and you can take us from there, Miss ‘Souphilly.’” Zayn smiled at me, and handed me my phone back.
    “Hey, don’t make fun of the accent.”
    “I actually love it.” He said, and I shook my head.
    “But it’s just so, American.” I laughed.
    “No, you have your own spin on it. And hey, I’m not used to American accents, so I like it.” He laughed, and we all walked out. Zayn walked over to my car, and I stood in front of the driver’s door, as he said,
    “Thank you for everything today. It’s really nice to meet someone so incredibly down to earth. I know it’s hard with all we have to do.” He said, and leaned his shoulder against the car, bringing himself eye level to me.
    “I’m glad you had fun. Tomorrow will be hilarious. You’ll meet some of the craziest people you’ve ever met. It’s going to be fun.” I smiled, and he mirrored mine.
    “Can’t wait.” He said, and I heard their car start.
    “Oops, don’t want them to leave without me!” and he quickly picked me up into a hug, and kissed my cheek, before he ran off to their car, and shouted a goodbye before he shut his door, and I just leaned back against the car as I saw Jordan running toward my car. What the hell just happened?

  8. hopelessxromanticoxo hopelessxromanticoxo
    posted a quote
    April 4, 2012 11:44pm EDT
    Something to Believe In
    part 11:
    “Hey you can take me home, right?” Jordan asked, and I just rolled my eyes.
    “No I’m leaving you here. You have to hitch a ride home.” And she laughed as we got in the car.
    “Can you just slap me really quick, so I know I’m not dreaming?” I asked, and she flicked my ear, and then said.
    “No, this is not a dream, because if it was someone would run up and shoot you in the chest.”
    “True.” I said, describing my reoccurring nightmare. I wake up crying every single time.
    “Did you get Niall’s number?” I asked, as I reversed out of the spot and started driving home.
    “He texted himself from my phone, so now we both have each other’s numbers.” She said, and freaked out.
    “This is not real life.” I kept repeating the entire ride home.
    “So what’s up for tomorrow?” she asked, and I thought for a moment.
    “Okay so I was thinking of getting something to eat at the Phillies game, and then after I can take them to get water ice.”
    “They need to get water ice, it’s the best.”
    “Trust me, I know.” I said, and laughed. “My cousin works in one, so I can tell him to stay open for us.” I said, and thought more. “After the game we can walk around South Philly or even Center City if we want to go.” I said, and she nodded her head.
    “Sounds fun, laid back but still stuff to do.” She said, and laid her head back in her seat.
    “Niall Horan has my number.”
    “Deep breaths. Don’t fangirl.” I said, and she laughed.
    “Oh please I did that in my room after you left. It’s all out now.” She said, and then said.
    “What are you wearing tomorrow?”
    “Hmm, I’m going to wear my hair curly, and a Phillies shirt, probably with jeggings and my rainbows.”
    “Okay, I’ll do the jean capris tomorrow.” She said, and we pulled into her neighborhood.
    “I’ll come pick you up and then we can drive to Philly or whatever we end up doing.” I said, and my phone buzzed, and she checked it.
    “It’s Zayynnn.” She sang, and I laughed and ripped it out of her hands.
    “I’ll call you tomorrow.” I said, and she got out of the car and ran into her house. I read my phone and the text from Zayn said,
    “thank you soo much again for tonight. The boys and I really had a lot of fun. :) xx”
    “I’m glad you had fun, Jordan and I both had a lot of fun too! (:” I typed as I sped home. When I got home I washed my face and brushed my teeth as I went on my iPad and checked the twitter I had missed for the whole day. At around 5ish (the math being done in my head from twitter’s standard “4 hours ago”) Zayn tweeted,
    “The city’s gonna save her :) xx.” HE LOVED MY SONG!! I thought, and laughed, when I saw the text from Jordan on my phone that screenshotted that tweet.
    “Great choice in songs.” I texted back, and then read the other text I got from Zayn, it said,
    “Niall has to be texting Jordan. His face keeps lighting up every time he checks his phone.”
    “No way, that is way too precious!!” I typed back, and just imagined him smiling and her practically screaming every time her phone vibrated. My phone buzzed, and Zayn said,
    “How should I prepare myself for tomorrow’s game? :)”
    “Well, if you wear a Phillies shirt, you’ll blend right in. Need to borrow one?”
    “I think I can handle it, anything I shouldn’t do?”
    “Don’t say anything bad about them, and everyone will love you. (:”
    “Mostly everyone, probably not the other team.(:”
    “Good point, so should I bother to tell Niall not to wear the Yankee’s cap? :)”
    “If you want him to survive, he should leave that at the hotel.”
    “Ay ay captain :)” he said, and I laughed.
    “Alright I’m about to pass out, I’ll text you tomorrow?”
    “I’ll be up early for the signing, so I’ll be here whenever. Goodnight Lauren :) xx.”
    “night Bradford bad boy.(:”
    “hey, don’t hold it against me :) xx.”
    “I’ll try not to. (:” I said, and I put my phone on my night stand, and fell right asleep.

  9. hopelessxromanticoxo hopelessxromanticoxo
    posted a quote
    April 7, 2012 12:20am EDT
    Something to Believe In
    part 12:
    I woke up groggy and disoriented. I flipped my body over to glance at my alarm clock, and it was 9:23. I didn’t want to fall back asleep because I had to do something, but I didn’t remember what. I picked up my phone to check twitter, but the green light was flashing. I had a message, and it was from Zayn. I smacked myself in the face when I realized that last night actually happened, and wasn’t a dream. The message was sent at 8:17.
    “Morning to my favorite American girl :) the not-so-glamorous life of a band, getting up early after fun nights :/” I quickly typed back,
    “Aw, poor baby..make sure to drink your coffee this morning!” I grabbed the pill bottle off my night stand, poured two out, took them, and stood up and stretched. I looked at myself in the mirror, and literally laughed.
    “Wow Lauren.” I said to myself, “You look like a hot mess.” I laid in bed for a few minutes, texting Zayn for the particulars about later, so he could go to the signing and not have to worry about anything.
    “What time do you want to meet?” he asked.
    “Well, the game’s at 7:05, so I can take you guys to get something to eat at 6 for some really good pizza and cheesesteaks, and we can walk to the game.”
    “Niall likes the sound of cheesesteaks :) aha”
    “Alright, we can meet at the hotel?” I asked.
    “Yea, and they can drop us off at the restaurant, you can stay over the night if you want, so you don’t have to drive all the way back to your house late!” he offered. I would absolutely love to, but I’m not sure how my mom would take to me staying in a hotel in Philadelphia with a band we just met. I could lie my way out of it most likely.
    “we’ll see (:” I said, and he typed back.
    “hmm, that’s either completely promising or you letting me down easy. I’ll see you at 6 at the hotel, and we’ll ‘see’ from there. :)”
    “sounds good! (:”
    “sounds fabulous! Signing time, I’ll talk to you soon :)” he sent, and I answered.
    “have fun! (:” and I went for a jog. I figured if I was going to eat all that food, a jog wouldn’t kill me. I brought my phone with me, and ran out of the neighborhood. After a good 15 minutes of jogging in the neighborhood across the street from mine, I stopped, and caught my breath. In order to tell this lie, I needed to have everyone on the same page. I needed to call Jordan first to get her on the same page. The phone rang 3 times before she picked up.
    “Jordan, okay we’re going to the game, I’m picking you up at 5:30.”
    “Sounds good—“
    “but they offered for us to stay with them in the city overnight so we don’t have to drive back.”
    “Shoooooot.” She said, dragging out the oo.
    “I didn’t know what to say..” I began
    “I don’t want to say no.” she said.
    “My thoughts exactly,” which wasn’t so shocking, “So I was thinking. If I got Megan on the same page, we can say we’re going to sleep over her house tonight after we drive home with her from the game. These tickets are hers that she gave to me.” They were actually incredible seats, they were in the Hall of Fame section, that was private enough that the boys wouldn’t get mobbed.
    “You’re too good.” She said, and I continued.
    “I’ll just hope she trusts me enough so I don’t have to explain everything.”
    “So I should pack for an overnight?”
    “Yes,” I said,
    “What are you gonna do about your medicine?” she asked. I was silent.
    “I don’t know. I don’t want to tell him yet.”
    “Too soon.” She agreed.
    “We’ll figure something out.” I said, and I promised to call her back later. I then called Megan.
    “Hey Less!” she said when she answered.
    “Hey Meg! Okay, so you know how you gave me those tickets to the game today?” I asked.
    “Yea, are you still going?”
    “Yea, I am. Listen I’ll tell you everything later, I promise, I just need you to tell your mom that I’m coming over to sleep over after, in case my mom or Jordan’s mom asks.”
    “Less..” she said, trailing off. I paused. “You promise you’ll tell me EVERYTHING later?” she emphasized.
    “Of course I promise.” I said, and added, “Don’t worry I won’t get hurt or do anything illegal. It’s just a night in the city.” I said, and there was a silence.
    “Okay, but if you don’t tell me, I’m personally never talking to you ever again.”
    “You’re the best, you know that?” I told her, and she laughed, and we hung up. I texted Jordan, and told her we were in the clear, as I ran home. I laid outside for an hour trying to soak up some natural rays, and then I checked the time, and it was 4. I needed to start getting ready for our night in the city with the boys!

  10. hopelessxromanticoxo hopelessxromanticoxo
    posted a quote
    April 7, 2012 11:22pm EDT
    Something to Believe In
    part 13:
    I took a shower, and put my Herbal Essences mousse in my hair, and my other little trick, sprayed some salt water in it. Apparently that brought out the natural curl, but it usually worked with my hair. I blow dried it for a little, then let it air dry as I picked out my outfit. I grabbed my off-white Phillies shirt with number 27, Polanco on the back of it. I put on my favorite pair of skinny jeans, and my dark brown Rainbows. Thank God my toenails were presentable, with a baby blue that matched my fingernails. I adjusted my part, and put stray pieces of hair on their appropriate sides of the part, and put on my makeup. I didn’t want to look too done up just for a Phillies game, so I put on mascara, curled my lashes, and just lined my eyes with my brown pencil. I put on some tan shadow, to make it look as opaque as possible, with some light sparkle in the corner of my eyes taking the white eye shadow’s place. I put in my small fake diamond studs, one with a chained cuff that went to my cartilage. The only way I could dress up a Phillies jersey, I thought. I grabbed my North face, that wasn’t a typical heavy one, it was light and sporty, and light blue with darker blue sides. I told my mom I was leaving and going to pick up Jordan for the game, and that I was sleeping over Megan’s, which she completely bought.
    “Do you have your medicine?”
    “Yep!”I said, and shook my bag, which rattled with the bottle of Keppra XR in it. I drove my black little civic over to Jordan’s house, and she threw her stuff in the trunk and got in. She looked cute, she had jeans rolled up into capris with American Eagle flip flops. She was wearing a red Phillies shirt, with Utley on the back, and her hair was down with a side braid cascading the side of her head.
    “Hey!” I said as she got in.
    “Hey,” she said, and buckled as I turned around.
    “Your mom okay with you sleeping over at Megan’s?”
    “Yep” she said, and looked at me. “Literally genius of you.”
    “Thanks,” I said, and laughed, “I hate lying, but this was way too good to miss out on.” I said, then asked.
    “Can you put the GPS in on my phone; I don’t really know where the hotel is. I put the address in, I just don’t want to get lost.” She laughed, and after a few moments, my phone was directing me to the city.
    About 25 minutes later we were in South Philly, driving down the streets to Center City, where their hotel was.
    “How do you know your way around here?” Jordan asked.
    “I’m not sure, it’s kindof just second nature.” I said, remembering the so many times I was down here visiting my mom’s side of the family for Christmas, Easter, Thanksgiving, you name it. You could clearly tell the difference from South Philly and Center City, the small row homes turned into large skyscrapers, and when you looked up, you felt incredibly small.
    “Here’s where I don’t know too much.” I said, and after a few turns down some one way streets, we ended up at the Hilton.
    “Of course.” She said, and I pulled up to the front. I was planning on getting out and telling the front desk the situation, and asking where I should park my car, but Paul was patiently waiting outside, and waved as soon as we pulled up.
    “Hey!” I said, and rolled my window down as he walked over.
    “Hey girls, we have a spot for you down in the garage, and the boys and two girls are waiting for you upstairs.”
    “Alright I’ll go park, Jord you can go up with Paul.”
    “I can park it for you.” Paul offered.
    “Do you mind?” I asked, and he was already nodding.
    “Not a problem.”
    “Can you drive on the right side of the road?” I joked, and he smiled.
    “I think I’ll be okay.” He said, and I pulled the seat back so he could fit his legs in. We got our bags out of the trunk, and I walked back to the window.
    “Go to the 16th floor, and they all should be in room number 1607.” He said, and I said,
    “Once you’re parked, don’t forget to lock her up, and she doesn’t beep if you push the button twice.” I said, and he nodded his head, and slowly pulled away. Jordan and I walked into the lobby, where there was a group of girls with a bunch of CD’s and signs and such in a group, and a clerk was talking to them, and it sounded like he was telling them to leave.
    “Can you believe that’s not us?” Jordan asked me.
    “No.” I said, and we both laughed. We got in the first elevator available, and got on with a man in a business suit, who look exhausted from a long day. I pressed the 16th floor button, and he pushed something like 20. We road silently until it dinged that we were on the 16th floor, and we got off.

  11. hopelessxromanticoxo hopelessxromanticoxo
    posted a quote
    April 7, 2012 11:25pm EDT
    Something to Believe In
    part 14:
    Following the vague signs of a hotel explaining where the rooms were, we ended up at room 1607, and you could hear that everyone was in there, because there was a sudden burst of laughter. I knocked on the door, and I heard someone scream. Jordan and I both laughed, as Harry’s head peeked through the door,
    “We’ve been expecting you,” he said in a high, screetchy voice.
    “Hi Harry!” Jordan said, and he opened the door.
    “It’s our favorite American Girls!” he said, and gave us both hugs. We walked into the enormous suite, and in the living space, there was two couches, and a flat screen TV on the wall. Louis and Eleanor were sitting on the one couch, as Liam was sitting next to Niall. Danielle was sitting in a chair from the kitchen area, but I couldn’t find Zayn. One bedroom door was open, but the other was shut.
    “Hey guys!” everyone shouted.
    “Jordan!” Niall jumped up, and went to give her a hug. He was of course wearing the St. Patrick’s day version of the Phillies Jersey, which was green, with khaki’s and white Nike shoes. Liam was wearing a blue Phillies shirt with khakis as well, and matching blue shoes. Louis and Eleanor were both wearing red shirts, but Louis’s was like mine, and Eleanor was wearing a red zip up, the kind someone would find at Victoria’s secret, but I never particularly liked my sports clothes to be bedazzled. Danielle was wearing a white pinstriped jersey (like the actual jersey) half buttoned up, with a red tank top and skinny jeans and flip flops.
    “You guys really took our advice.” I laughed, and the all chuckled.
    “We wanted to blend in as much as possible.” Harry said, in a blue t-shirt, like Liam.
    “It’s great, people will think you’re natives.” I joked,
    “Until we open our mouths.” Liam said, and we laughed.
    “True. You gotta talk like a true South Philly person.” Jordan said, and then Niall added.
    “Oh, so you know how the fresh Prince was from west Philadelphia?”
    “Yea…” Jordan said,
    “Don’t tell me..” I said, and they all laughed and nodded their heads.
    “We drove through it today.”
    “And you’re still intact.” I laughed.
    “Scariest thing of my life!” Danielle shouted, and Eleanor nodded her head in agreement. Although we were already past this, I couldn’t help but feel inferior when we were with them. They just seemed to be so much more confident with themselves. It was just unsettling, I decided, and asked.
    “Where’s Zayn?”
    “Right here!” he said, on perfect cue, walking out of the closed door.
    “What were you doing so long big boy?” Louis asked.
    “You took my shower first, so I had to wait.” He laughed, and Louis nodded his head.
    “Sorry mate, the spider in my shower and I were not agreeing.”
    “Yea yea,” he said, and he walked over and hugged me.
    “Hi babe, how are you?”
    “I’m good how are you?” I said, and noticed his outfit. He had a red Phillies t-shirt on with jeans and white and red Nikes. He looked like he’d been pulling off the look all his life.
    “Great!” he said, and looked around.
    “What are we doing?”
    “Waiting for you.” Harry laughed, and said. “Time for dinner?!”
    “If everyone’s ready!” I said, and everyone got up to walk out.
    “Where should I put this?” I asked Zayn, and he took it, and turned around and put it in the room he just came from.
    “It’s my room don’t worry. No one will touch it.” He assured me, and we all stood in front of the elevators, waiting to be taken down to the first floor.

  12. bmiest23 bmiest23
    posted a quote
    August 20, 2010 10:45pm EDT
    Part one
    "let's go ARAC" "come on girls keep it up" Screamed coach Bob.
    " Swimming with all of my might i was trying to keep my lead, i have two laps to go i kept telling my self. Going into the last flip turn, Nailed it. Swimming in hit the board. YES! did it."i congratulated the other girls and climbed out to talk to my coach.
    "Coach bob how was that"
    "well" he said shaking his head. " you made it to nationals"
    "yes! " i said with a shriek.
    Hi my name is Hailey im a senior in highschool, my highschool season has ended and i have moved on to my recreational team. The meet i was just at was seniors and i made it to nationals in the 500.The 500 is 20 laps of freestyle. Nationals is being held in California which is awesome because I've never been there. Nationals will be held the wee of winter right before christmas "Hailey"
    "yea ", i said turning around to see the only person i didnt want to see.
    "Great swim, i knew you could do it "
    "thanks tim"
    You see tim was also a swimmer on the team we dated the last 2 years but ended it because it was getting a little to much and we were starting to drift apart.
    I continued to pack up my things , and get ready to go home.
    I brought a chair, a duffel bag which had 3 towels, 3 bottles of water that i had finished, some snacks that could be thrown away, two pairs of warms ups a couple caps and a few pairs of goggles. i brought my chair and bag to my mom and took my uggs, and back pack which had my clothes.
    I went into the locker room, found a locker and started to change. I put on my swim tshirt, an Arac sweatshirt, my AE jeans and uggs.
    As i walked out i ran into Kevyn.
    "oh sorry i didnt see you"
    "hey hailey great swim"
    "oh hey kev, thanks. I didnt see you whatd you swim?"
    "i didnt i was here with Jordan and Cassie"
    "oh cool for who?"
    "for you silly"
    " oh, well ill text you i have to get going, big family dinner.
    "kay bye hai"
    Kevyn also swam on the team, we had a bit of a confusing relationship. We had been really good friends until him and cassie broke up. When that happened Jordan and Cassie became a coupld and Kevyn and i were in that akward i like you but dont want to get serious yet stage. Or so i thought.
    i got into the car to go home. I had my own car but my mom and i thought it was silly to both drive if she was coming as well.
    "hey mom did you see my swim?"
    "Yeah, Hay that was a great swim, im so proud of you, were going out to dinner tonight were would you like to go?"
    "umm , i dont know i do know i want to fall asleep"
    As soon as i got home i grabbed my stuff put the wet clothes in the laundry room, my chair stays in the car, threw my bag on the floor and jumped in my bed. I was starting to fall asleep when i got a text from Kevyn saying " hey hailey you did a great job today, i was hoping we could get together later"
    I didnt respond id text him when i got up, i set my alarm and put my head on the pillow then i was out.
    Beep Beep Beep
    I slowly rolled over to see that it was 5:30. I grabbed my phone and had 10 text messages. 2 were from my best friend B her real name is Bianca but I call her B for short.
    "Hailey, where are you? How was the meet"
    I texted B back and told her what happened. I still had 8 messages, I went back to my inbox to see one from Tim.
    "hey Hailey , call me later I want to talk"
    I would text him later on didn’t want to talk.
    The next 3 were from my sister Jamie.
    "hey Hailey mom called and told me the good news Congrats." the second said "Jay says that a girl" Jay was my sisters husband. The last one said "where are you going for dinner?"
    I responded to her saying thanks and i have no idea.
    My inbox beeped again telling me i still had for messages
    Who could they be from? one of the messages was from a number I didn’t have saved in my phone.
    "hey Hailey its Cassie have you heard from Kevyn?"
    I didn’t respond to that text. All I wanted to know was why on earth is she texting me and how did she get my number?
    The last three texts were from Kevyn.
    "hey Hailey Great job today."
    " Call me if you get a chance"
    "never mind I’m coming over be there at 6"
    What at this point the clock read 545. I got up and did my hair because it was a little curly and a little wet. I threw on my Hollister tank, my zip up and Hollister jeans. then my black Uggs. Went downstairs and waited for kev to come. Whys he coming i thought. Then I heard the bell ring. I'll get it. I wasn’t prepared for who was going to be at the door.

  13. hopelessxromanticoxo hopelessxromanticoxo
    posted a quote
    November 23, 2010 8:47pm EST
    time after time
    part #53
    at school the next day, i saw him at lunch, but he seemed withdrawn. i didn't catch him after lacrosse, and he wasn't at his window. his light didn't even turn on. the next day, he came in late and wasn't even at lunch. after lacrosse, he ran off the field, and sped off. according to jake, he wasn't even talking at practice. this pattern went on until thursday, when he wasn't even at school, and he skipped lacrosse completely. i texted him and said,
    " didn't know laxers took off (: missed you today." and i didn't get a response. on friday, he wasn't at school. i got home friday afternoon, and i was really worried. where was he? i wondered. i grabbed the mail out of our mailbox, and i was home alone for a few hours, when the doorbell rang. i went to get it, and peeked outside, and this man was holding something. i opened the door, and he was holding flowers.
    "hi, do the rogers live here?" and he handed me a cardlowers on the porch as he walked away. on the front of the envelope was a cursive "rogers family" but dammnit, of course it was sealed. i couldn't read it. i picked up the vase and walked next door to give it to them. i rang the doorbell, and stood there for a good 5 minutes. i finally saw movement in the house, and i saw his brother come to the door. it looked like he didn't wanna be bothered.
    "hello?" he asked.
    "hi, sorry i live next door, and these were delivered to us by mistake."
    "oh, thanks." he said, and took the vase and card.
    "is everything okay?"
    "yea." he just said. he didn't know who i was, so he probably wondered why i was so curious.
    "can you just tell cordin that rachel stopped by, and tell him to come over when he gets a chance." i said.
    "okay. thanks rachel." he said, and shut the door before i was off the porch. that was weird, i thought. well i'm going to be seeing him sometime soon.

  14. hopelessxromanticoxo hopelessxromanticoxo
    posted a quote
    November 23, 2010 8:43pm EST
    time after time
    part #52
    i sat there, and saw that megan was still talking to jake. my arm started to throb a little bit, and i really wanted to go home. then i saw a blonde lax flow running towards me.
    "ray!" he yelled, stickin hand.
    "cordin !" i laughed, as he got to me. "how was practice?" he was in full laxing clothes, complete with a huge lax pinney.
    "not too bad." he said. "how are you feeling."
    "eh, okay." i offered. "it's throbbing a little." he took a seat next to me and analyzed the cast.
    "is it too tight?"
    "not really, i'm not sure why it's throbbing, it just is." i said. he looked at me.
    "you're lips are still kindof swollen, want me to make them feel better?"
    "no thanks." i glared at him, and he smiled. "it's probably your fault they're like that." i muttered.
    "what? my kiss didn't do that." he laughed.
    "well then why did you do it?" i asked.
    "are you saying you didn't enjoy it?" he asked.
    "no i was asking why you did it." i argued.
    "you're saying you didn't want to be kissed?" he played.
    "that's exactly what i'm saying."
    "your face said something else. and your expression after."
    "i'm sorry for not controlling my facial expressions. i mean i kindof was just in an accident."
    "you know you liked it though." he pestered.
    "i never said that."
    "it drove you insane." he smiled.
    "no it didn't." i said, a perfect lie.
    "well it drove me crazy." he admitted.
    "oh hey look, lax bro's got a soft side." i sarcastically said.
    "yea, don't tell anyone." he joked.
    "listen cordin, i'm not sure what i want right now." i confessed.
    "you don't?" he asked.
    "i'm not sure if i can do the relationship thing."
    "i'm cool with friends." he said. he was awfully hopeful.
    "for now." i interjected.
    "for now sounds great." he said. "but honestly tell me, is there someone else?"
    "i'm not sure."
    "is it jake?" he pointed over, and laughed.
    "of course not.
    "is it that kid you cheated on steve with?"
    "is it steve?" i paused.
    "i'm not sure yet."
    "but he's a possibility?"
    "possibly." i smiled.
    "i'll take that as a yes." he laughed, and i got up. we started walking over towards megan and jake.
    "hey you two." she smiled.
    "yo." i said. after talking for a little, megan took me home. i ate some leftover pizza from the fridge, and went up to my room. it was pretty cool out for a spring night, so i opened my window. i'd had a song stuck in my head all day long, and i think i had it programmed on my keyboard to play. i walked over, and i looked out my window, because a light turning on caught my attention. it was cordin's house, but it was most likely his parents' room. no one ever usually is up on the third floor. i started playing "you'll be the anchor that keeps my feet on the ground," by mayday parade. i learned how to play it a while ago, but the recording was still on my keyboard. thanks to my lovely blue cast, it wouldn't be a live performance tonight. i started to hum, and then began singing.
    "and honestly i've been begging for answers, that you and only you can give to me. my voice crying loud, i've been crying for days now. and as i start to run i start to breathe. And I was nearly scared to death, why you left in paragraphs. the words were nearly over us. you stop and turn and grab your bags, and I'll be here by the ocean, just waiting for proof that there's sunsets and silhouette dreams." after singing this, i remember rob used to love this song. my chest got tight, and i started tearing up. after another word or two, i couldn't go on, and i broke down.
    "don't stop." i heard someone call. i looked out the window and straight across i saw cordin.
    "you're really good. don't stop."
    "do you really think i can sing anymore?" i smiled through my tears, and wiped my eyes, but more kept streaming down.
    "i'd like you to try." he smiled.
    "i can't. it's too hard."
    "i know you can." he said, and looked at me. "it's him isn't it?" i teared up more and nodded my head.
    "it's him. it's always gonna be him." i said, and wiped my eyes. "wow i'm sorry for my break down. wanna hear another one of his favorites?"
    "of course." i grabbed my ipod, and played "good to you" by marianas trench. i didn't sing, but i watched him take in the song.
    "like it?" i asked. and he nodded his head. then there was a loud crahs in his house, and his dog barked.
    "crap, he probably got into the trash again. i'll see you tomorrow rach!" he said, and shut his window. i left mine open, and eventually fell asleep.

  15. hopelessxromanticoxo hopelessxromanticoxo
    posted a quote
    November 21, 2010 11:09pm EST
    part #133
    *sorry i've beeen SUPER busy with school and stufff ! butcommments are lovely !
    we finished warming up and marwood brought us in and announced the starting lineup. he put a junior in my position. she didn't look too surprised here, so he must've told her to not get her hopes up. i just sat on the bench and cheered on the team. we easily scored 2 goals in the first half, and there wasn't much to say at halftime, but he still wasn't putting me in. i kept looking over to the sidelines to see if pat was there to watch. even if i wasn't going to play i'd still want to see him. practice was usually over for him by the first half, but he wasn't there. i wondered if he just listened to me for once and left to go home. but that wasn't usually like him. i wasn't interested in the game, so my mind started drifting. i was in the middle of going through my anatomy homework when something caught my eye. i saw erin at the entrance of the field, looking around. she looked at our field and started jogging over to it, not taking her eyes off the game. oh that's nice, maybe she came over to watch. i turned and looked at the corner kick that was being taken, and i ran down the bench shouting to every player "corner!" because corner's were my favorite thing to do. blake capitalized it into a goal, and we all cheered. i turned my head and looked at the corner of our defensive end, i saw erin running towards us. she had tears streaming down her face, and immediately i knew something was wrong. i sprinted over to her, and she met me halfway, and was out of breath.
    "erin, erin!" i said, getting her attention.
    "erin what's wrong?" i said, grabbing her shoulders and shaking them.
    "pat." she said, and wiped her tears.
    "what's wrong with pat?" i said in hysterics.
    "he collapsed. he's in the hospital." she said. my legs went numb, my ears were buzzing.
    "right now? but how?"
    "danny's in the car, he told me to come get you." i turned around, and we'd attracted a lot of attention. both benches were watching, and marwood was walking towards me.
    "white what's wrong?" he asked, i had tears brimming in my eyes.
    "marwood, it's pat. he's in the hospital, and i don't know." i said, looking back between erin and marwood.
    "white, white." he said, trying to get my attention. he put his hand on my shoulder, and took off his glasses.
    "do what you need to do." i looked at him, and back at erin. she just wanted to leave.
    "thanks marwood." i said, and gave him a quick hug. i ran over to the bench, got my bag, and started running to erin.
    "white." marwood shouted.
    "what?" i asked and turned around.
    "keep me updated please." he said.
    "of course." i said, and started sprinting with erin to danny's car. we finally got there, and i jumped in the back, and erin got in the front.
    "devon." danny sighed with relief.
    "danny, what's going on?" i demanded.
    "pat collapsed at practice. they don't know what it was, so they took him to the hospital. my parents are with him now and they think he might be rejecting his kidney. they don't know, but he's still out.
    "what? how? " so many questions i had as tears were streaming down my face. i decided just to wait until we got to the hospital to ask any questions.

  16. hopelessxromanticoxo hopelessxromanticoxo
    posted a quote
    November 17, 2010 7:57pm EST
    time after time
    part #51
    i woke up and i was alone with taylor swift playing. i slowly propped myself up, and saw a note on my desk. i hobbled over to get it, and it was a note.
    you sleep like a baby. had lax practice at 5:15. i'll text you when i'm done.
    he's going to drive me insane. i thought, and got my phone to text megan to drive me to our practice. i don't want to watch, it's just going to make me feel worse about not playing. i got changed into my orange ultimate lax bro shirt, and mesh shorts with my slides and high black socks, and she was already on her way. well it was kindof late now that i looked at the time. practice started in 15 minutes. when she got to my house, i walked out to her black bmw, and the look on her face was horrified.
    "ohmygosh!" she said, and touched my cast.
    "i fractured my clavicle and pelvis, but they don't hurt as bad."
    "i'm so sorry ray !" she said, and pulled out of my driveway.
    "it's alright, it's not your fault." i said, and went through the details of the accident with her, and explained the extent of my concussion. we pulled into the school's parking lot when i finally finished.
    "you never should've left my house." she said.
    "yeah, but i had to." i said.
    "why?" she asked.
    "i'll tell you later." i said as she pulled into a spot. we walked up to the field and i had to watch them practice. it hurt to watch them practice, but wilson brought me up weights to lift. i did that for a little, and i watched them condition and they did a cool down jog. i limped to the middle of the field and took my captain's spot in the middle of the circle.
    "are you okay?" a freshman yelled out.
    "yea i'm fine." i giggled, and sighed to myself. i laid down while they continued stretching. when they finished we brought it in and wilson discussed key games in the near future. i felt so dislocated from the whole conversation. we broke up and i hobbled over to the bench with amy.
    "how long do you have that for?" she asked
    "around 4-6 weeks i think."
    "ouch. that's like right when the season ends." she said. she had bright blonde hair and her brown eyes glowed with concern.
    "not if you guys make playoffs." i added. "i'd work really hard to play in those games if i get it off in time."
    "like we could do that." she scoffed.
    "yes you can." i encouraged.
    "really ray? we're hurting without you. we should've had that team by at least 3 goals and we barely won."
    "that's not my impact." i whispered. she just looked at me and shook her head.
    "think whatever you want. truth is, ray we need you. get better soon." she said, and picked up her bag and stick and walked away. i walked down to the gate where megan was. she flipped her hair at me and we walked towards her car. guys' lax was done too, and they were hanging out by their cars. i saw jake standing my megans car, and so did she, and suddenly i was invisible to her. i stopped, not wanting to third wheel, and out of the corner of my eye i saw some skaters. i looked over and steve was staring right at me. i smiled and he laughed and waved. i started limping over to him, and he held his hands up and skated over towards me. i sat down on the steps to the snack bar. he jumped off his skateboard, eyes shining and all.
    "hey you." he smiled.
    "hey yourself." i said, and watched as he looked me up and down.
    "what happened to you now?" he asked.
    "i got in a fight and lost." i said sarcastically.
    "that's what i thought." he said, and slyly smiled at me.
    "nah i just got in a car accident. completely my fault." i blinked back tears.
    "how long are you in this?" he asked.
    "about a month or so." i said.
    "well that blows, no skating for you, i guess."
    "well i haven't touched a skateboard since.." i trailed off.
    "since that day in the rain." he finished my sentence. i silently nodded my head. "as if i didn't teach you anything." he laughed.
    "no, you taught me some valuable lessons." i argued.
    "like what?"
    "don't get drunk. bad things happen." i smiled, and so did he, but mine quickly faded. he sat down next to me and looked deep into my eyes.
    "listen rach, can we just like, start over? i've been thinking really hard, and i know i overreacted." he smiled, and stuck out his left hand.
    "so hi, my name's steve." i shook it with my good hand.
    "i'm rachel." i smiled.
    "listen rachel, i haven't been out to dinner in a really long time, so will you go with me this weekend?" he asked.
    "of course." i smiled.
    "good then it's a date." he smiled, and his friend eric honked his horn at him, and he got up and waved goodbye.

  17. hopelessxromanticoxo hopelessxromanticoxo
    posted a quote
    November 13, 2010 5:47pm EST
    part #132
    after hanging out in his room a little, he decided to drive me home. well my mom more demanded me home, so he was forced. but i still kept his clothes on.
    "when do you want these back?" i asked.
    "i don't." he smiled.
    "okay good." i laughed, as i walked out the front door. when we got to my house, he got out of the car.
    "you know i really don't need to be walked in. i'm a big girl."
    "i wanted to say bye." he frowned. "seeya tomorrow i guess." he turned around, but i stepped in front of him and our lips met, and we shared a passionate kiss for a moment.
    "bye." i smiled, breathlessly.
    "that's what i call a goodbye." he smiled, and pecked my lips before he walked to his car. i laughed and went inside, and said hi to my parents and went upstairs and showered. i logged on facebook and i was tagged in a new album. it was one of blake's from the beach, it was one of me and pat on the beach. he had already liked it, of course, and there were a few comments. a few random girls from our grade saying "cute" and stuff like that. i had my glasses in my hair, and pat was holding me tight. i decided to prof pic it, and then i fell asleep studying. i woke up the next morning with the same routine, and i put on our soccer rugby shirts and a pair of jeans and flip flops. i put my hair in a ponytail and left some pieces hanging, and went downstairs to make toast with nutella. i was running late and delaney had already left. i grabbed pat a yogurt and a plastic spoon, and walked out to the driveway, where he pulled up his silver volvo.
    "morning." i smiled, as i got in the passengers seat.
    "morning." he smiled, and pecked my lips.
    "yogurt okay?"
    "yea thanks babe." he said and reversed out of my driveway. we had a game today, one of the last of the season, but we already knew our seed in the playoffs, because we'd done considerably well in the season. it should be an easy win.
    "hey babe, i'll stop by your game after practice today." pat volunteered.
    "you don't have to, they're not that good."
    "but i wanna watch you." he joked.
    "of course you do. i play defense, it's not that interesting." i said, this was my argument several times to get him not to watch.
    "yes, it is. because you're playing it." he said.
    "you make me nervous, like i'm gonna wiff it, or someone will run by me."
    "but i know you wont."
    "but i make mistakes." i argued.
    "devon.'' he looked at me, and i did the same. "i am coming to your game today, whether you like it or not." i smiled.
    "whatever." i said, and he pulled into his spot at school. on the way to the lockerroom he ate his yogurt, and i put my stuff away. school was boringly, uneventful, and the day passed somewhat quickly, and we were already warming up for our game.
    "white" marwood yelled, and signaled me over.
    "yea?" i asked when i ran over.
    "how are you feeling?" he asked. rosta was standing right behind him.
    "i'm good. not really anymore headaches." i said, and looked between the two of them. "i have my concussion guard on, i'll be fine."
    "i just don't want you to hurt yourself." he said, and pulled his glasses up. "listen white, i know what happened. blake filled me in on everything. this is serious. you had memory loss, you must've hit your head hard." he said, and i looked down.
    "yea, i know."
    "i want you for the pack valley game. no doubt in my mind. but i don't want you to get hurt at a trivial one like this." he said, and looked at me.
    "i understand." i said.
    "it's nothing against you. you work hard. i just don't want anything to happen today that would jeopardize that."
    "no i get it. i agree."
    "you can go finish warming up, but i don't wanna overwork you." he said.
    "thanks marwood." i smiled.
    "no problem." he said, and i ran over to finish warming up

  18. hopelessxromanticoxo hopelessxromanticoxo
    posted a quote
    October 30, 2010 11:43pm EDT
    part #131
    once i was done, i changed into a pair of his sweats and his hood. they drowned me, but i laid on his bed and waited for him to shower. my hair smelled was damp and the curls were going everywhere on his pillow. his pillow smelled amazing, with hints of his cologne. i was soo cozy, and i started to drift in and out of sleep, when the bed shook, and strong arms squeezed me.
    "hey you." he said, and i cuddled my head into his chest.
    "meeh" i groaned.
    "what's wrong?" he asked, and tipped my chin towards him.
    "i'm tired." i said, and he kissed my forehead.
    "sleep." he offered, "we could watch a movie."
    "you have homework to do, and that huge paper is due."
    "i can do it later." he said, and i put my face in his chest. i looked up again.
    "are you wearing a shirt?"
    "of course not." he smiled.
    "how are you so warm? i'm freezing."
    "let me warm you up." he said, and squeezed me tighter.
    "awh thanks babe, you made my bed smell good."
    "what's it smell like?" i asked.
    "your hair." he smiled, and i laughed. i felt his chuckle in his lungs.
    "good. you won't forget about me." his laughing stopped.
    "i'm really sorry pat." i said, and sat up. my eye started tearing.
    "dev it wasn't your fault. you didn't do that on purpose."
    "i know. but i can't believe i forgot you. like just because i had a seizure. how stupid am i." i said, and he wiped the tear.
    "your okay dev. you'll be fine." he said, and kissed my cheek.
    "this just sucks. i hate this."
    "this?" he asked confused.
    "having epilepsy." i said, and sniffed.
    "oh, because i thought you were talking about this." he said, and squeezed me tighter. "because i love this. and you." he said, and kissed me. i smiled.
    "i love this and you too. you're the only reason i'm still here." i smiled then i heard his mom yell that dinner was ready.
    "dinnertime!" i smiled, and he stood up and picked mup by my waist and carried me down.
    "pat!" i giggled.
    "i'm not putting you down." he laughed
    "honey can you get the plate-oh, hey devon." i heard his mom say.
    "hi mrs. lickham!" i shouted from behinds back.
    "pat, put her down." she chuckled, as he did so. i fixed my hair while talking to her.
    "do you mind if i stay for dinner?" i asked.
    "of course not dear, you're always welcome." i smiled, and pat pinched my cheek.
    "isn't she cute?" he asked, as he pecked my lips.
    "adorable." danny said as he walked into the kitchen, and sat down at his seat.
    "what's for dinner?" pat asked as he poured everyone drinks.
    "chicken." his mom said,and tossed a salad.
    "sounds good." i commented, and erin walked in texting.
    "hey dev." she said. "nice outfit..."
    "thanks." i laughed, "it's your brother's."
    "that's what it's huge on you!" she laughed, and sat down.
    "yea my soccer clothes were gross." i said, and i helped pat bring the drinks to the table, and we all sat down. we talked about school, football, soccer, and everything else. once we helped clean up, pat and i went upstairs to his room. i sat on his chair, and he just jumped onto his bed and rested his head on his pillow. i just stared at him, and we had a stare down for like a minute.
    "you're gorgeous, you know." i said, and he laughed.
    "funny thing, i was just gonna say that to you."
    "well you are. like look at you. perfect hair, perfect eyes, perfect smile." he flashed me a bright white smile.
    "yea that one. and then you have me. plain me. brown hair, brown eyes. average height, little overweight."
    "devon, you are not over weight, and you, are perfect in every way."
    "you're justt saying that." i whined, as i fixed my hair in his mirror.
    "listen to me. you are beautiful. you have the most beautiful hair, because i love how i can play with it and you don't care. you are perfect height because if you were any shorter, it would hurt to kiss you. you are not overweight because i can wrap my arms around you." i giggled as he came up behind me and squeezed me. we both looked into the mirror.
    "and your eyes, are perfect because when i look into them, i see everything i've ever wanted." i smiled, and he leaned down and kissed me.

  19. hopelessxromanticoxo hopelessxromanticoxo
    posted a quote
    October 26, 2010 8:12pm EDT
    part #130
    first and second period dragged slowly. i got a headache during english, so i stopped paying attention. i could get the notes from someone later. enhancement fcame and i was in coach mac's room, who was the offensive coordinator. i had a pretty strong hunch that pat was in there, so i walked in and leaned against my desk. right before the late bell rang, he slid in with ray and rockne.
    "hey babe." he smiled and grabbed my hips and pulled them close to his.
    "i didn't know you were in here." he said
    "you signed her up." rockne said, and slapped him in the back of the head. everyone laughed.
    "smooth." i said to him, and he pecked my lips.
    "how are you feeling?" he asked. he pulled up a chair to my desk.
    "yea dev, how's your head?" ray asked.
    "i'm okay. sorry for ruining your guys' weekend." i said, and looked down. "i started to get a headache during english, so i just zoned out."
    "dev you should've stayed home." pat said.
    "no i didn't want to." i argued.
    "i would've played sick with you." he smiled.
    "but you have football." i grinned.
    "i don't care." i rolled my eyes.
    "pat you have colleges beathing down your neck to make a decision. you need to play."
    "but you're in pain." he said, and frowned. "sit with me." he said, and patted his laps. i jumped up and into his laps, and laid my head on his chest. he squeezed me and whispered "i love you." into my ear.
    "i know." i said. the rest of the day flew by and before i knew it i was at soccer. i could run and sprint, they just wanted me wearing a concussion guard just in case, but i was forbidden to head the ball. it was more of a tactical day getting ready for pack valley, but we scrimmaged and i had to put the hideous thing around my head. after marwood wrapped up practice, i walked down the hill to see pat under the hood of his car, bent over. i walked over, and slapped his butt, and he jumped.
    "hey babe." he laughed.
    "hey you." i giggled. "everything okay?"
    "yep, just checking the oil." he said, and leaned down to kiss me.
    "nice headgear." he smiled.
    "shut up." i said, and ripped it off. i threw my stuff in the trunk and walked around to the passengers' seat.
    "wanna come over for dinner?" he asked. i looked at him. "we can study too." he offered, and smiled his half smile i couldn't resist.
    "okay." i smiled, and asked. "can i shower there though?"
    "yea. i'm gonna take one too." he said, and we pulled out of the parking lot. we got to his house, and we walked up his driveway. we got in the house, and danny was of course, getting food.
    "sup dev?" he asked. recently he'd been talking to someone in his grade named nova. we were friends through soccer and they made such a cute couple.
    "hey dan." i said, and he handed me a waterbottle.
    "pat can i take some tylenol?" i asked while he got an apple for me.
    "sure." he said, and i went into the cabinet where his medicine was and took two tylenol pills.
    "where are your parents?" i asked, and he looked at danny.
    "not home yet." he said.
    "what about erin?"
    "soccer practice." danny said.
    "look at you, mr. mom." i joked.
    "ha-ha." he said, and went into the living room.
    "wanna shower?" pat asked as he took a bite from his apple.
    "okay!" i said, and he lead me upstairs. we walked into his enormous room, and i jumped onto his bed. he laughed, and turned on his laptop.
    "do you want to go first?" he asked.
    "no you can." i said, and stared at the ceiling. all of a sudden, a shirt landed on my face, and i heard pat laughing. i sat up and he was just standing there shirtless, and on his skin was a scar right below his stomach.
    "hey!" i said, and smiled, and lifted my shirt. "we match." revealing my same scar. it looked better on his six pack though.
    "i know." he smiled, and took the length of the room in two strides and met me at his bed. i put my hands around his neck, and he lifted me back on the bed. we laid down, and i messed up his shaggy blond hair.
    "i love you." he smiled, and i kissed him.
    "shower time." he poked my nose, and jumped up.
    "just come in with me." he laughed.
    "i'll just wait." i smiled.
    "please.." he begged, pulling at my hips.
    "pat." i smiled, "hurry up so i can take mine."
    "finee." he said, and walked slowly into the bathroom. he stormed back out.
    "what am i doing, you can go first." he smiled, and handed me towels.
    "you know where the stuff is." he said, and looked at me.
    "or do you?" he smiled.
    "no i do." i smiled, and ran into the bathroom and took a quick shower.

  20. hopelessxromanticoxo hopelessxromanticoxo
    posted a quote
    October 24, 2010 11:31pm EDT
    part #129
    here's the premier of homerun part 2 ! i'm just adding on ! hope yoou guys like it (: (:
    BEEP BEEP ! my alarm clock rang on a cloudy monday morning. i rolled over to turn it off, and turned my light on, illuminating my light purple room. i looked at my dark curly hair in the mirror, and grabbed my towel. i took a shower, and that really woke me up. i went back into my room, and checked my phone, and my heart fluttered.
    "i'll be over at 7 to pick you up." even a little text like that makes my heart go insane. i put on my favorite jeggings, a baby blue american eagle tank, and flip flops. i scrunched my hair, and blow dried it. it was 6:45, and i went downstairs to see delaney eating breakfast.
    "do you have a ride? pat's taking me today." i said, and poured myself some orange juice to take my medicine.
    "yea give me your keys." she said.
    "get a ride from someone. i really don't want my car totaled." i said.
    "it's 2 minutes from here." she said.
    "fine." i said, and handed her the keys to my silver volkswagen jetta.
    "bye love you." she said, grabbed them and her purse, and left. i sat there, and made pat a bagel for breakfast. he probably forgot to eat. he usually comes in, gets food, and we leave.
    "morning babe." i said, and he gave me a huge smile.
    "morning. can i eat here before we go?"
    "what would make it any different than any other day?" i smiled. "here's a bagel."
    "yum thanks babe." he smiled. and i handed that to him and a water bottle, and we were walking out the door.
    "oh wait." he said, and turned around and his blue eyes met mine. "good morning beautiful." he said, and pecked my lips.
    "morning." i smiled, and we walked to his silver volvo. i threw my soccer bag in his trunk, next to his football bag, and we drove to school. he was munching on the bagel, and i put on my ipod, because no good music was ever on in the morning. it was always talkshows. i put on deuces by chris brown, because he loved that song, and he just laughed.
    "i like your hair." he commented.
    "i like your face." i said, and he just looked at me.
    "so johnny and all of them know i'm okay right, and no one's gonna be giving me looks?" i asked
    "yes, and no one knows."
    "okay good." i smiled.
    "i missed you babe." he said, and squeezed my hand in between the seats.
    "i love you too." i said, and put my head back.
    "practice tonight?" he asked.
    "yea, we're over at 5:30. you?"
    "same, but 5. just lifting today. i'll wait for you." he said.
    "you don't have to, i'll have blake take me home."
    "i will take you." he said as we pulled into his spot.
    "fine fine." i said and got out of the car. i grabbed my bag, and pats hand, and we walked into school together. i had to run into the girls locker room to put my bag there, but pat always waited outside for me. i was locking my stuff up, when emily walked in. she was a junior that played defense with us.
    "he's always there, isn't he?" she asked.
    "yea, i don't let him in here." i smiled.
    "you guys are soo cute." she laughed.
    "thanks." i smiled, and walked out and met him, and we walked to our lockers. blake and chris were down the hall a little bit, so once we were done, we walked over and started talking to them.
    "how are you feeling dev?" chris asked.
    "i'm good, thanks." i smiled. my tongue still hurt from biting it, so i talked like an idiot. note to self, don't talk. then the first bell rang, and blake and i had to go to anatomy.
    "see you at lunch?" i asked.
    "enhancement?" he asked
    "i'm not sure. we'll see." i smiled, and he kissed me, and we went our separate ways.
    **let me know what you guys thinkkk (: **

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