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I'm Isa and I'm 1/4 of the Bob Tities. We go hard. LBT2BBT.

— May 20th - Chapter One (this is a small fanfiction. enjoy!)

‘’Grandma!’’ someone calleds her from behind, but she barely hears it. Aeofie’s right ear was losing its functioning already. Of course, that’s what happens..she was about to turn 79 years old. She was already very weak and nobody knows if she was going to make it longer than expected.

It was her grandchild that called her. Her only grandchild, Lucy. She was the most beautiful girl in the world, her porcelain skin and her brown/green eyes reminded Aeofie of somebody who was, and still is very important to her. Lucy’s grandfather..she had never met and she never will.

‘’Look what I found!’’ she said getting closer to her grandmother who was sitting in a wheel chair smelling some of the flowers someone changed for her this morning. She showed her a picture, a really old one, but you could see it perfectly. She instantly remembers back in time as she sees the image, many pictures and memories coming inside her head. She smiled so big, even her wrinkles disappeared.

‘’Oh!’’ she said ‘’Look at this!’’ Aeofie took the old picture in her hands. She could see her young self sitting in a swing, and a young, very good looking boy stood behind her with a big smile on his face. You could barely see this picture’s colors, but she had her hands on top of a baby blue skirt that was high on the waist and a flower shirt that hung loose, just as she loved them in those days. She wore red lips, they made her look even more stunning than she already was. Her hair was curled up in the nicest ways, people right now would kill for curls so beautiful and natural looking right now. She was barefoot in the picture as well as the boy that seemed about to take a hold on her when the swing came down. The picture was taken perfectly, it looked as if some professional had taken it. The boy, wore brown pants with suspenders and had a white plaid shirt tucked in. She had never seen a smile so beautiful like his’ before, even through all this years she fought with the world hoping someone would have the same, honest, kind smile he once had.

‘’Who is she grandma?’’ her granddaughter asked curiously.

Aeofie sighed, smiled after looking away, not very sure where. ‘’Well, I think you’re old enough now..’’ she said ‘’I’m going to tell you a story, Lucy. Come here now’’ her sweet voice had a power in her granddaughters ears she instantly followed her old grandmothers steps as she went inside her room and took out a box from her closet. She sat down on her bed and started opening the old box.

‘’The boy in the picture, is your grandfather.’’ She cleared her throat and Lucy looked at her astonished. She never knew that, she always thought her grandfather was Stanley. They always educated her that way, now, she was 14..she was obliged to tell her granddaughter the truth.

‘’I could start explaining that from there but…whats the case of doing it if I don’t tell you everything from the very beginning?’’ Aeofie said. Lucy was already sitting down on an Indian position with her ears wide open.

‘’You see, it was 34 years ago’’ she laughed, how did she remember so well? ‘’1953. I was traveling up and down all around the world with my parents. I was only 19 then, I was just starting to live. We had all of the money in the world, my father was very wealthy. He won the lottery a year before and he decided he wanted to spend it on my mother and me, traveling. It was the brightest idea. I had never been out of Chicago before. We were going to go to England first, and then Paris, and then Rome, Italy and Greece. I had plenty of clothing to pack before we left, you know..my father loved to spoil me with clothing and even though I never asked for anything he still loved to surprise me. I was daddy’s girl, just like you’’ she said and held Lucy’s hand.

‘’Keep going!’’ she rushed and Aeofie laughed.

‘’Well, when we first got to London, it was totally different from what I had seen. All of the towers and the buildings seemed wonderful to me. We were staying at a very fancy hotel in London, the fanciest then. I had my own room and one night, when I was getting ready to go out with my parents. I was just out of the shower when someone knocked the door.

‘Who is it?’ I asked, and it was room service, they were delivering the soap they hadn’t put in my sink yet. I was very mad because they didn’t have any soap. I mean, what kind of hotel doesn’t have soap in the bathroom? I was wrapped in a towel and I had the gut to open the door for the man that had knocked three times already. I hung my head behind the door, I still had some dignity!’’ she said and Lucy laughed.

‘’‘’Yes?’’ I said. He instantly smiled at me, and I was shocked with how handsome he was, Europeans were the most good looking men, they said. And they weren’t lying. ‘’I come here to deliver soap, someone was desperately asking for soap in this room. Was it your mother? She seems very crazy to be honest. It’s just soap…’’ he said bursting out in laughter while I kept still and serious behind the door. ‘’Well, you’re very rude. That was actually me, and its soap but I don’t like to be dirty!’’ I said. He laughed again and seemed embarrassed. ‘’I’m sorry ma’am. It won’t happen again, I’ll make sure you have your dear soap at all times.’’ He said, trying to keep his composure. ‘’Thank you, and if you excuse me now..I have to use the soap.’’ I said, I didn’t know it then, but I know how funny and stupid that sounded now. He might had made me a little bit nervous. I don’t really know what it was, I had never seen such a nice looking boy in my life.’’

Lucy kept quiet, like if she was being hypnotized, indeed she was. She loved love stories, but had never heard a real one. Aeofie coughed a little hard, and touched her heart. ‘’Are you OK Fify?’’ she asked. Aeofie nodded and kept going.

‘’After that, he excused himself and left, he stared at the ground and smiled. He did found my comment funny. I took my shower and later on met my parents at the lobby. We left for a food carnival that was going on down town. One of my parent’s really good friends were there, in London as well. We were meeting up with them, I thought it wasn’t a bad idea at all. After all, the couple’s daughter was a very good friend of mine. Anastasia Feedle, she was the prettiest girl I’ve ever known, also a pretty fun young girl. She always wore her hair down, because boys used to tell her how beautiful her long, straight and shiny hair was. Who knows what’s been of her, I never heard about her afterwards.’’

They walked around the house, spent the whole day speaking about the story, it was long, but Lucy was never bored. Who would’ve thought how good of a storyteller her grandmother was. After taking a sip of her favorite orange juice, Aeofie continued with the story.

‘’Down in the carnival my parents led me and Anastasia go out on our own path, Anastasia had her own group of friends, she introduced me to. I wouldn’t say her group of friends was bulgar, because they weren’t, they were all very nice people..but it was surprising for me to see the type of friends she had. They didn’t had fine clothing like my boring friendships and her’s had. They were fun, normal people..and I’ve wanted to meet people like that for so long. It was terrible, how my parents had won their money out of luck and suddenly decided to change their ways of thinking and dressing, and became so selfish and conceited because of the money. I always remembered where I came from, because it was never a bad place growing up. We had loads of fun, you see. Anyway, is it ever predictable that one of Anastasia’s friend or a friend was the boy of the soap?’’ she asked, Lucy jumped in excitement.

‘’NO WAY GRANDMA! That is so funny! What happened next?’’ she asked, changed her position and layed in the bed.

Aeofie laughed ‘’Well, they introduced us, and he smiled at me with the big grin he had the last time I saw him, his genuine smile. I was very embarrassed, only hoping he wouldn’t come out with a stupid comment about that afternoon in the hotel. He didn’t. ‘’Nice to meet you’’, he said and shook my hand and kissed it. Nobody had ever kissed my hand with such a beautiful look in the eyes. For some reason, there were some sparks flying around. ‘’You too,’’ I said, smiling back at him.  ‘’Would you ride the ferris wheel with me?’’ he asked me, all of his’ and Anastasia’s friends were hooing and wooing on us. There was nothing more embarrassing than that. ‘’I was actually planning on riding the pumping cars, just now.’’ I said. What a stupid comment, I didn’t want to be the ‘hard to get’ girl at all, I just reacted that way. He simply grinned ignoring his friends laughing at his intent on getting me. ‘’Fine then, let’s go on the pumping cars,’’ he winked. Anastasia took me by the arm as we walked to the line for the game, him and his friends kept looking at us and whispering things to each other. ‘’He really likes you, don’t be a fool!’’ Anastasia whispered. I thought about it for a second, ‘’I am not being a fool Tash, I’m not good at this.’’ I said. Anastasia laughed, ‘’Well obviously not’’.  She left, to hold her boyfriend’s hand, I stood there alone for a second, and before I thought about it again, Louis was already by my side. ‘’Which one are you riding?’’ he asked me eyeing the cars as a few people laughed bumping into each other. ‘’The blue one,’’ I said with a big smile. A little alarm rang, which was the  warning for the people inside the cars to get out, as soon as they did, me and Louis ran to our cars. He smiled at me and said something with his lips. ‘’I’m gonna get you’’ I think his lips read. I laughed and nodded. The alarm rang and I started screaming, trying to get away from him, he was following me around the game. I was laughing so hard when we pumped. I pumped him a few times, he looked dizzy afterwards.’’ Aeofie laughed and so did Lucy.

‘’You did like him didn’t you?’ Lucy wiggled her eyebrows.

Aeofie laughed ‘’Oh dear, I did. He was very handsome.’’

‘’What did he look like?’’ Lucy asked.

‘’Like you, he had green eyes, and brown hair, a big beautiful smile just like yours.’’

‘’You can see it a little on the picture, but not too much’’ Lucy said, looking at the old picture.

‘’Here’s a picture of the two of us on the carnival, see..before coming inside the pumping cars.’’ Aeofie showed Lucy the picture, you couldn’t see their faces, but you could clearly see the lights of the carnival and the games, and both Aeofie and Louis making the line for the pumper cars.

‘’What happened next?’’ Lucy asked

‘’We had an accident. A lady was going to pump into me, and Louis drove through it so we wouldn’t crash, the result was three people hurt, with first level cuts, burns and bruises. It was quite funny actually, when we came outside the hospital we were both laughing of how stupid it actually was. We used to do that a lot, laugh..He asked me out after that. ‘’Would you like to go out again? To somewhere nice, nothing like this again. I promise.’’ He said to me. I felt taken back by his question, didn’t expect that at all, and so I agreed because my heart wanted to, because my heart felt like it, because if I didn’t..I know I would regret it as soon as I got home. ‘’I’ll pick you up after work, alright?’’ he said and I nodded with a big smile. ‘’It was nice meeting you, Aeofie.’’ He said. The last word, my name..he said it almost in a whisper looking through my eyes. Those green eyes I can’t ever forget.

— Chapter 1 - The Life From Here

This is a little idea I had, I don’t know if I’m gonna write more, just tell me what you think if you like it or not. :)

“Why are you doing this to yourself?” Nora asks to her, while she sweeps the tears under her eyes starting the car’s engine. She had been crying for almost four nights in a row wondering what she had done for her daughter to do such things. Thinking the unthinkable, everything she had done the last 18 years of her daughter’s life. They are driving to the psychiatrist, first meeting she’s ever had and Nora had big bags under her eyes that uncovered the countless, sleepless nights. Two or three hours maximum she sleeps, the rest she cries. Her husband had left her, no absolute reason. He left her with Violet, their only daughter when she was just 6. Many reasons crossed her mind questioning why the heck did her husband leave if they were the perfect marriage, or at least that’s what everyone thought. She and Violet’s father knew nothing was okay for since they first got married but didn’t even try to go to couple counselors or to talk about it because they knew there wasn’t much to talk about. Their dysfunctional marriage didn’t last long, Nora had Violet in hopes of getting Donn not to leave her. That didn’t help much..because he didn’t care and left for her beautiful love affair he had for almost 2 years. She was younger than Nora, 26 to be exact. Perfect siluet, the height of a model and always wears her lips in red. When Nora saw them walking by the boulevard one morning after she had left her daughter for her first day in Elementary, she tried to face Donn about it but was to coward to do so and that kept going for years.

“Green light.” Violet ignores her question, guilt hanging from her lungs. She doesn’t feel guilty about her mother, she feels guilty because she doesn’t know why she does those things. Maybe it was Nora’s fault after all, but she didn’t speak. Her collar bones trespass her black cardigan that was buttoned to the end, she tried to hide it with her fragile brown red/brown hair but it didn’t work too well..it was falling off and she didn’t have much to cover them with. She once wished to be skinny, dreamed of those collar bones and that hip bone she had now. She couldn’t imagine how much she would hate them after all. Those ‘rolls’ she called, are gone…and she missed them. She sometimes wished they would come back, that her life would come back, but that’s is impossible because there is no turning back after all.

The car stopped in the middle of the highway in Oregon, still with Nora’s sobs. Violet was numb, she wondered why it had stopped but wasn’t bothered to ask. Violet didn’t talk to her mother, only when necessary. It always leaded to fighting and her mother screaming at her, that is the least she needed in her life.

“Look at your face” she said holding Violets face with both of her hands pressing on it. “You’re beautiful, why do you do this?” She cried forcing Violet to see look at herself in the mirror. Violet quickly closed her eyes and pressed them tight letting a tear fall through her skinny leg; that wasn’t covered by anything but her ripped jeans. She hated looking at herself in the mirror, she didn’t recognize what was reflecting, she didn’t see the beautiful face everyone else saw; her beautiful blue eyes, her porcelain skin and her pink lips. She had the face any girl would be jealous of. Nobody understood why she became into that if she was perfect the way she was.

“Mom, stop” Violet took her mother’s cold hands off her face, her head was going to explode at this moment. She hadn’t eaten anything, just a banana her mother forced her to eat before going out. She hated her. So much hate for her in her heart made her so cold and made her do such things, maybe the way she saw her mom was perfect, everyone seemed to like her, but not even she liked herself. Not that her mother was trying to port an image because she wasn’t, she didn’t give a damn about what others said about her, but she hated when others spoke and their mouths were so full with gossip. She didn’t realize she was just like them, but worse. A total hypocrite, that’s why Violet dislikes her so much. She didn’t know how to say things, and some things were harmful to hear and she didn’t care saying them because it wasn’t affecting her anyways.

They come inside of the office, Violet’s face is colder now, blood runs through her face. She instantly hates this place, even though the lady in the counter seems really nice and she greets both of them with a handshake, she doesn’t belong here. Her mother needs the counselor more than she does, maybe. 
“You can come in now,” the assistant, Cody says to Violet and grabs her by the back pushing her a little to the counselor’s office. She feels Cody’s hands on her back and suddendly feels embarassed of her body and takes her cold hand off her back. It was too boney to be touched by anyone.

“Hello” Justin, her new phsychiatrist says putting his newspaper on the table. Violet takes a seat on a chair in front of his desk and glares at him, his smile tried to convince her it was a safe place and that it was going to be alright, though Violet didn’t trust him, she didn’t trust anybody anymore. Her mother stayed outside on one of the couches waiting for her daughter and Justin to have a talk, or at least try to.

Justin was graduated from the Harvard and was the best student in his class back in 1999. He didn’t have much hair but the little bit he still had over his head was blonde, almost white. He wasn’t very tall for his age of 29 but it was all right. That’s what Violet thought when he saw him.

“How are you?” He asks Violet after a few minutes of the room being completely silent.

“How do you think I am?” She asks rudely. Justin laughs thinking this is the roughest he’s had since he first got the job on the clinic.

“Look, I’m just here to help” he jonins his hands and gets a little closer to Violet. She laughs giving him the hint she didn’t believe that.

“You’re doing this because my mom is paying you to do this” she says.

“That’s right, but I wouldn’t have agreed if I didn’t want to help you as well.” He says meaning it.

“Ugh.” Violet rolls her eyes and looks at the ground. “Just finish with this already please, I don’t like being here” she admits desperate, in any second she could run away out of the office of how much stress it caused her.

“Okay” he says. “When did all of this start?”

why do people talk about the boys like if they were dying or like if one of the members left or something, you guys need to calm your tities. they’re living their dream, change is in all of us, we will too, as long as we don’t leave them for it everything will be fine. but if you keep your pesimism we’re fucked. so calm down, and enojoy the roller coaster of life. thank you for your consideration.

— MY THOUGHTS ON SNL.

  • They’re performance on WMYB, Jesus Christ hold me please. I can’t even..too good. It was so nerve wracking and mom screamed at me but YOLO fucking One Direction. OMG
  • THEY’RE RANDOM APPEARANCE ON THE SKIT. HOLY FUCK. OMG PREPARE MY GRAVE OMG. I WASN’T READY FOR THAT. THEY JUST LIKE APPEARED OUT OF NOWHERE AND I LIKE DIED AND STARTED LAUGHING AND CRYING AND TRYING TO SEE WHO THE FUCK WAS WHO. FOR SOME REASON HARRY LIAM AND ZAYN RESEMBLED DRAKE BELL FOR A SECOND WHAT ARE YOU SAYING OMG. AND THEN NIALL BEING PERFECT FUCKIG NIALL FUCK YOU FUCK YOU.
  • ONE THING. holy fuck omg. why why why. starts off with fricken Louis picking on Harry’s dimple and omg why why do you do that don’t you see I’m watching I could’ve died it’s not fair for you. and then Niall comes up WITH THE BEST FUCKING SOLO HE’S EVER SUNG IN THE HISTORY OF ONE THING SOLOS HE’S EVER SUNG. LIKE THE FUCKING FUCKING BEST. I NEED TO STOP SAYING THAT WORD. it wasn’t fair, I needed time to get ready for Louis and then he fricken comes along being perfect and like what are those tighter pants what are you even doing is that legal omg.
  • COORDINATION I’VE NEVER SEEN SOMETHING SO GOOD AND PERFECT. WHAT ARE YOU DOING BEING COORDINATED THAT’S NOT FAIR TO LIFE THAT’S JUST NOOOO. NOOOOOOOO. 
  • And then comes Zayn with his fricken Bruno Mars hairstyle and his red outfit that makes him look like the devil of fucking hell because he looks so hot don’t wear that again zayn or imma bang you okay. just don’t.
  • and theeeen fricken credits with louis tomlinson proper fangirling with a fricken mostacho on while sofia cougarly proper grabs the five of them like if they were a piece of fine meat. and it’s like harry realized and started fangirling on the inside
  • AND THEN IT REALLY ENDS AND YOU SEE SO MUCH ZOOOOUIS IN THERE OMG WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY. AND IT WAS SO CUTE I WANNA CRYYYYYY
  • R.I.P ME.

— I MISSED IT :’( ANYONE HAVE IT ON YOUTUBE OR VIDEO?? PLEASE I’M BEGGING YOU

— the best plan you guys could make is not buying tickets anywhere and see what they’ll do if nobody buys any. they will obviously lower the prices and you’ll get to go, but if you buy those tickets at those ridiculous prices, which is what they want..then it will be obvious they can do this to us again. i suggest nobody buys anything to see what they’ll do.

— Broken Hearts And Last Goodbyes - Chapter 11

(Sorry if its a bit short! Thank you for reading, it always makes me smile)

I woke up, to a beautiful day. The sky had the brightest sun and the bluest sky, the weather was finally warm for the first time in weeks. Harry and I haven’t been on a real date…haven’t gotten out much, only with mutual friends. But he has always given me butterflies since the day he told me how he felt about me. We aren’t official, all though people say we are and rumors keep going through people’s ears. I’m happy, he’s winning my heart more and more each day and he knows it. I don’t really know what we are yet. I guess I’ll have to wait.

“Hello?” I answered to my phone ringing for the second time after I accidentally missed the first one because I was putting my pants on getting ready for school.

“Hey…” I heard Harry speak through the other line, couldn’t help but smile.

“What are you doing?” He asked, I zipped my jeans’ zipper.

“Getting ready for school silly.” I said

“I was thinking, we can skip today.” He said, and I laughed and sat down on the edge of my bed.

“Ha ha. You’re funny..”

“I’m serious, though.” He laughed

“No, I’m not skipping, what are you saying..you’re crazy.”

“Well, I wanna go on a date” I blushed. Thank God he wasn’t looking, I hated when people saw me blush.

“Can’t you wait for Friday? Its already Wednesday!”

“No, I can’t wait. Emmmmmilyyyyyyy. Please, please” he pleaded like a little kid asking for cookies, that made me let go a very nervous laugh.

I sighed and after a few seconds of thinking about the consequences I agreed. “Ah..okay. But-“

“See you at school then. Bye!” He rushed to hang up and left me with a word on my mouth. Wise kid.


I wore my high waisted black jeans with a flowery see-through baggy shirt with a pink tank top and my old black converse that even though looked like someone went to war with them, I found so great.

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“What’s going on?” I asked on a high pitch voice smiling really wide seeing Harry at the entrance door of LMAS.

“You’ll see!” he’s dimples appeared across his face and he grabbed me by the wrist and started running, I tripped a little but kept following him. I started laughing very hard so we had to stop.

“This is so funny” I laughed. “Where are we going?” I said breathing heavily while Harry did too. We ran really fast and we got to somewhere I had never been to.

“Why do you ask so many questions?” He asked

“This can be considered kid-napping if you don’t tell me Harold.” I laughed and crossed my arms.

“Party pooper, I won’t tell you, even if its considered kid-napping”

“I’m not a party pooper! I hate surprises! That’s it!” I protested

“Well, haters gon’ hate” he faked an american accent

“Oh my God, you’re such a loser and that made no sense” he opened his mouth like if he felt offended

He just made me laugh.

We kept walking until we got to the train station, I kept asking questions but he kept laughing and ignoring me telling me I was worse than his sister when he took her Barbies when they were younger. He was honestly the nicest, and I enjoyed every second of our skipping day. Angie must have been dying because I left home before she knew and I haven’t replied to her motherly texts since I came out.

“I feel so badass skipping school Harry, mom would’ve killed me” I said, we were still walking.

He laughed

“She won’t find out, promise”

And he did it again, that look he gave me that made my knees go weak and made me wonder if I’m really going out on a date with such a dreamy guy. His dimples and really curly hair weren’t something I said I would want in a boy as I was growing up, but now…it’s honestly all I really want. Sometimes I don’t see it turning out because he’s way too perfect and I’m just.. me.

“The train station?” I asked as we got there. “Where are we going?”

“You’ll see” he started walking and I sighed and walk with him.

That was my first time riding the train, it’s so cool..many people didn’t find it that amazing because they were probably used to it but I thought it was fascinating and I couldn’t help but take my camera out and take some pictures of it. Once we were inside and I didn’t know where we were heading, Harry took my camera from my hands and took a picture of the both of us by surprise. I tried to make a normal smile, Harry smiled super wide making his eyes look enormous and his face look funny. I looked horrid in it, but he fought with me and told me it was perfect, he was for sure.

We sat on the train for about 3 hours and I couldn’t help but smile and the view I had from the window. I smiled at Harry the whole time, I was like a kid on a candy shop.

“Harry, where are we going? Honduras?” I asked, probably sounded like a crying baby.

“Patience is a virtue” Harry laughed at me. I rested my head in his shoulder and he started brushing my hair with his fingers as I fell asleep in his arms.
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“We’re here” Harry smiled as the train stopped. I stood up from Harry’s shoulder and opened my eyes after falling a sleep for a while.

“Here were?” I asked

“Liverpool” he said.

“What the- what are we doing in Liverpool? You’re - Harry…” I didn’t make much sense, and he smiled at me wanting to laugh.

“You’re gonna love this.” Harry said standing up from his seat as I did. He took my hand, for the first time. I had butterflies in my stomach and I felt like I was probably going to say something stupid. His fingers were crossed to mine and our palms touched. He grinned and gave me the look. This is too much for me sometimes.
He started walking outside the train and I followed him.

We were at the city, it all was so beautiful. I couldn’t help but stare at old buildings in awe and pick on Harry’s arm and pointed at things I found amazing.

“Okay, close your eyes and I’ll guide you” Harry said putting his hands on my eyes.

“Really Harry really?” I laughed thinking how cheesy that was

“Shhhh. Let me be romantic okay” he laughed back, I hid my nervousness when he said that with a laugh but that actually made me melt like jelly.

“Okay…..” We kept walking.

I almost tripped.

“You’re a bad guide. I’m going to fall!” I told him, felt really lost. I hated not knowing where I was.

“Okay, we’re here” Harry said letting go of my face. My sight was blurry for having my eyes closed so much..

“Holy Jesus Joseph and Mary…no fucking way!” I jumped as I looked up to the title in front of the building in front of me. I hugged Harry really tight and whispered in his ear. “Thank you”

— KSDJFBSDJKFDGSDFN NIALL JUST TWEETED ME

This is not a rant, I’m not sure what this is going to turn to be like..I just have so many feelings right now and I know nobody will read this but okay… So I, found out about One Direction like two weeks or a bit less than that before WMYB came out, before the song came out I learned all the jokes, I watched all of their live perfomances, their video diaries, their quickfires..where they were before everything started. I learned to be a real Directioner, I wasn’t here since the beginning and lord how I wish I was, the feelings I get when UK fans or other fans that have been since X Factor say that I don’t deserve the boys as much as they do because I didn’t vote for them every week to keep them on the show, or that I haven’t bought merchandise for them, that I don’t have their album in my hands because my country doesn’t have it..its just weird. But now, I can say or at least I do feel like ‘middle-aged old fan’ whatever the label is. I feel like I’m one of the biggest fans in the world, I was the first Directioner to ever come out of my city and probably my country because nobody really knew about them at all….

A year or 8/9 months after WMYB realized the boys started to get recognition, their Allan Car interviews, to them being on the Late Late show, to them having 3 music videos already, thousands of interviews and videos to them going to he US for the second time and that being a big deal, meeting celebrities, touring with BTR, going on iCarly, SNL, KCA and having interviews everyday and knowing what they’ll answer.

Memories of Jimmy Protesting, Louis and Harry fighting over Mary, Louis liking girls who eat carrots, Liam being scared of spoons, Michel, Niall’s ‘not invisible’ friend, Harry the pussy king and Zayn the master of echoes…to Louis getting a girlfriend after Hannah and that being the biggest shit in the world, to Caroline Flacking Harry, to Louis Tomledgendson and their Gotta Be You performance in X Factor for the first time as a band not being contestants. To the whole cyberpunk madness that was so fun and that took so much of our time and sometimes money, going on facebook and seeing people ‘liking’ their page when you were the only one once, to Zayn’s and Harry’s nudes, to Liam’s twitcams, to loving Andy Samuels, Stan and Sean. To Niall running around and hitting himself with a sign after screaming that he was a big fat idiot, to Taylor Lautner’s appearance on Gotta Be You video, to ‘hello radio’, to so many nights I stayed up all night, to listening to the album before it came out in the UK or the US, to Zayn fancing Perrie from Little Mix, from them to be turned off by Little Mix, gosh…so many things that had happen and I know that I was there and I shared it with so many of you.

to know think you’ve been there for so long..and acting like proud mothers. to think that your mother talked to you about taking you to the counselor because ‘that is not healthy’ not kidding that happen, that is a true story..my mother thinks I’m crazy.

This sounds kind of a cheesy goodbye letter or something, but we are all growing up as well..the boys are growing up. They will forever be the boys in the stairs in ours eyes but they aren’t anymore to the whole world, they aren’t the kids that you actually thought you would marry one day because it wasn’t so impossible…they are so big. Maybe I like to be blinded because this seems so surreal..I don’t see them so big, but at times it’s just so overwhelming to think about it. I’m sad to let it all go because in a way, it isn’t going to be the same anymore..so many little girls are going to want to be in the fandom and they wont get the jokes and people will find us rude because we’re such pervs but that somewhat was an inside joke we had and it made us happy we had jokes with the boys as well, things that only we will know and that we will remember in a different way. Not the way new fans are going to remember it, they will sure know about it but it won’t be the same. Things change and it’s hard to let go but I’m proud…as long as they don’t become like other artists, and hopefully they keep sharing with us and have that little bond that we had between them and fans I’m happy. I was here before they did their breakout and I’m proud to call myself a Directioner.

— I don’t ship Niall and Demi…

I don’t know if I’m the only one..but there are a few reasons.

Other than the way I ship myself with baby Nialler..because that won’t happen look at my face ok..I just think, that Demi doesn’t have the right mind to be dating someone like Niall. Think about it, step aside how cute they look together and how much their personalities would collide wonderfully..just think that Demi deals with bulimia, anorexia, depression and whatnot. Why would someone like that, who is starting her career again because she just came out of rehab a few months ago..and she admitted she still has to deal with it because its something you’ll have to deal with your whole life. Demi doesn’t need a boyfriend that travels so much, that lives in another country and that to be honest won’t give her the attention she needs. Demi needs a boyfriend that will be there almost twenty-four/seven. She is so wonderful, I wouldn’t like her depression to rise or whatever because she misses him or something like that. Demi is not like Danielle, yes they’re both independent but she deals with a lot of shit, she doesn’t need someone like Niall. Even though yes, he would probably make her happy and all of that…she deserves happiness in some other way, you don’t need a boyfriend to be happy. She needs to go back when food made her happy, when being around her family made her happy, and when she gets alright with that she can have a famous worldwide boyfriend from One Direction. I don’t know, maybe it’s just me but I don’t really go down that ship that much even though they would have beautiful children.

— Broken Hearts and Last Goodbyes - Chapter 8

‘’You’re house is so beautiful!’’ Angelica said in awe as we all entered the house It was beautiful, it felt like home. It was pretty modern compared to other houses I’ve been to though. As you entered through the dark pine wooden door you could smell the fresh wood. You could smell it throughout the hallway going to the kitchen, to the dinning table and to the living room. It was huge, beige furninture in the living room and matching curtains, a huge television. You could see lots of flower arrangements and landscape artworks as Maddie showed us around the house. We went upstairs, where everyone’s rooms were.

‘’This is Harry’s room’’ Maddie said as we passed by and stopped at the entrance for his room that smelled a lot of male perfume.

Another point for you Harry Styles.

It was actually surprising how neat everything was, he had a queen size bed and the walls were all light green. He had a big poster of The Beatles in Abey Road and two Ramones posters next to it. He also had a Nirvana poster next to his window that showed a beautiful sight of their garden and a collage of all of Pink Floyd’s album artwork. Next to his night table that was at the right side of his bed he had a couch full of clothing and some other things I didn’t really know what they were.

‘’I’m sorry for the mess’’ Harry said from behind me and we made a way through so he could go inside

‘’I like your music taste…’’ I said all of a sudden. It was actually a thought I said out loud I didn’t really mean to say in the first place.

‘’You do?’’ Harry asked very surprised

‘’Yes, a lot’’ I said as I came in without even asking.

I noticed Maddie and Angelica left as soon as I entered his room. I saw a big cabinet with a bunch of CDs and LPs in it.

‘’Wow, you’ve got everything in here!’’ I ran to the cabinet

I heard him chuckle

‘’Where did you get this!? This is impossible to find right now!’’ I asked looking at him with Please Please Me by The Beatles LP album in hand.

‘’It was my dad’s, he gave them to me a long time ago’’ he said

‘’Woah, you have so much gold in here. I’m jealous’’ I said putting the album back in place and looking through all of the albums he had.

I was so jealous, I wish I had them all. I have them but on my iTunes, I don’t have many old CDs or LPs because my dad gave them away. We lived in Mexico for 7 years and then we moved to Honduras so he wasn’t able to have them all packed for when we mood. I bet he regrets it.

‘’I didn’t know you liked this type of music’’ Harry said as he sat down on his couch

‘’Oh I do! I wish it was all back or that bands right now would make good music like the old classics’’ I said

‘’I agree’’ Harry said

***

‘’Alright Harry, move the dinning table next to the wall so we can put drinks in there and people can dance on the rest of the place’’ Maddie said, Harry started helping right away like the good brother he was. Ha ‘

’You guys should get ready, people will start coming soon..you have about 50 minutes left.’’ Harry said with a lot of effort as he moved the table by himself. ‘’I’ll take care of everything else’’ he said

‘’Okay then, thank you so much. You’re a sweet heart’’ Maddie said to Harry ‘’Come on guys’’ she then said to us.

We took out our things and started getting ready. We were all dolled up, I actually felt pretty for the first time in a long time.

Maddie looked stunning, she was wearing a high wasited black short that was very loose from the legs and had a small kind of ribbon on the front http://ak1.polyvoreimg.com/cgi/img-thing/size/l/tid/48308183.jpg with a white flower embellished crop top http://ak2.polyvoreimg.com/cgi/img-thing/size/m/tid/50000022.jpg with black high heels.

I wore my hair straight which I knew I was going to regret afterwards because I always ruined it because I ended up all sweaty when I danced too much, but whatever. Angelica straightened her hair as well but she wore her hair in a side pony tail which Maddie suggested saying it would look better than if she wore it down. She was right. Maddie had a lose braid on the side that looked beautiful with her long dark hair. Our make up wasn’t very special, I didn’t really like to wear a lot of makeup because I felt I looked ridiculous. I just wore mascara and eyeliner, blush and my foundation. Angie looked the same because she asked me to do her makeup and I did it very simple. On the other hand, Maddie looked way better than the two of us, she had black smoky eye with eye liner that made her eyes look huge, her foundation, mascara and blush.

**

We went downstairs laughing at something stupid Maddie said and Harry was sitting in the couch watching television.

‘’You look all so beautiful’’ Harry said after he turned around to face us.

‘’Oh please, don’t try to make it plural when you only mean to say it to one of us’’ Maddie said.

Angelica and her laughed, Harry blushed and my heart stopped for a second. I could probably kill those two right now.

I looked at them with a killing look.

‘’Funny’’ Harry said sarcastically I still didn’t know what to say.

**

People started to come and the party started in short time. After it was packed and I realized Maddie wasn’t lying when she said the whole school was going to be here I decided to grab my first drink and star meeting new people, I needed to meet more people…I didn’t even know half of the people at the party which made it slightly awkward for Angie and me. Maddie tried her best to introduce everyone to us at the beginning of the party, but as time passed by she forgot about us. Meant to happen.

This music was so weird to dance, people danced to the type of music I listened to on my iPod which was weird because the music we danced to at parties back in Honduras was totally different. It actually had rhythm. If people only went to Honduran parties..they’d be so happy. The music people danced to was ‘Regetton’ which wasn’t my ideal type of music but I loved to dance to it at parties.

I was on the dancefloor with many of my world history classmates and danced to whatever song they were playing. When one of my favorite songs ‘Levels’ by Avicii came on I thanked the DJ out loud. It was very funny, I had my few drinks on already.

I started dancing when Harry approached to me.

‘’You’re crazy’’ he screamed through the loud music

‘’Party vibes Harreh!’’ I said laughing We started dancing like idiots and I laughed at his weird dance moves that didn’t make me feel like a moron after looking at them while I danced. It was very fun.

**

It was already 12:30 and I was very happy and having a lot of fun. Angie was really happy speaking with a very handsome guy who I still hadn’t had the pleasure to meet yet. I was speaking to Harry now and then but Maddie got lost all of a sudden.

‘’Have you seen Maddie?’’ Angelica asked me after a while

‘’Yeah, she’s over there with Nick’’ I pointed out to her on the far back

‘’I wouldn’t like to interrupt that…..’’ Angelica and I laughed

‘’She’s having a bit more fun than expected’’ I said

‘’Oh God..lets stop staring. It’s killing my innocence’’ Angelica said closing her eyes.

**

I lost count of how many drinks I had, but I honestly wasn’t drunk at all. Parties made me hyper and I seemed like I was drunk but I wasn’t really..I was just a happy party person. I could pass by as a drunk though, many people asked me if I was. That must have been a sign.

**

I kept dancing and it was 2:00 already and the party didn’t seem to be finished at all. As I went for a coca-cola to the drink table I saw Harry, accompanied by a..girl.

She was wearing a strapless, very tight dress and heels taller than Harry himself. I could see her ass hanging out in there and it was disgusting. They were in a corner laughing. She was whispering things to his ear and he kept laughing the whole time. He put had his hands in her waist but they kept coming down until they reached her butt. They started making out and it was terribly disgusting. I couldn’t stop staring even though it was awful.

I didn’t have enough words to explain how much my respect for him lowered, and how bad I felt for her. She obviously didn’t have self respect to let someone touch her like that in public and for her not to do anything about it. I didn’t know what this knot on my throat was but it didn’t feel good at all. I think…I am a bit jealous.