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You know how people keep saying that they have 99 problems and all. Well, I've got them too. I'm sure everybody has them. But right now, somehow 97 problems of mine went away or just basically vanished from my mind. And now I'm left with 2 major problems. They're named Harry Styles and Liam Payne.

I don't know what's wrong with me or the universe but somehow i'm madly, deeply in love.............. with both of them........... at the same time.

So let me tell you something about both of them. We'll start of with Harry. Harry is probably the most wanted guy in my year in school. Girls practically throw themselves at him. He's a sports guy, obviously. As for me I don't go for the obvious, because of my looks and who I am, I know there's no way in hell I'd have a chance with him. So that's why I never go for the obvious. But somehow, there's something about him that makes me.... like him. He's somehow my best friend, or at least i think he is. I don't know what he thinks of me, probably just a friend. But I used to tell him everything, and he did the same. We'd share secrets we'd never tell others. We'd laugh at our lamest jokes, we'd finish each other's sentences like we knew exactly what the other would say. I always get this feeling that I'm safe around him. But do you notice how i used mostly past tense? Somehow right now i feel a distance between us. He's still there for me, but never like how he was before. Whenever we pass by each other I don't look at him or say hi because I really want him to make the move first. He does sometimes but sometimes we just walk pass each other like we're strangers. Like we had nothing that made us bond before.

Now moving on to Liam. I knew his existance for quite some time but I never really knew him. This year we're in the same class and I've been observing him. He's the total opposite of Harry. He's just, Liam.  Fun, nerdy and carefree but still very attractive. Someone who would try to answer your questions even if he don't know the answer. But i've only recently got to know him. Still a long way to go. 

I don't know why i'm writing this, I don't even know why I like these guys. I mean, I'd never get a chance with any of them. When I think about I think what I have for Liam is just a crush. But with Harry? I don't know. I really wish I had the answer. I really wish that he would come to me and say "I need to confess something. I think i'm in love with you. No, I know I'm in love with you." or if that's too hard than just say something like "you're very special to me" 

(basically Harry is not Harry but I'm using Harry's name so I don't need to use the guy's real name and Liam is also not Liam I'm just using their names I don't know whats going on with me its sad being ugly like me bye)

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Love all of them <3456789

Aww thank you! x

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You made a great job! Loving it x

Wah thank you so much!! x

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Simon Cowell aka the man who made one direction followed me this is the best day ever what a way to end (well, almost) 2012!!

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Truly, Madly, Deeply.

For Aalya(Inspired by One Direction’s Truly, Madly, Deeply)

((I suggest you to listen to the song while reading))

It’s 2am and Zayn still haven’t managed to sleep. Nerves took control of him and he just can’t wait for tomorrow morning. It’s perfectly planned; all he have to do is wait for tomorrow morning and wait for the perfect answer from her.

Aalya lies there next to him, on his arms, sleeping. It’s amazing how she still looks stunning when she’s asleep. Zayn played with her hair with his fingers, tugging it behind her ear. She twitches in his touch, her eyes blinks open.

“Sorry I woke you up babe, go back to sleep.” Zayn whispered into her ears.

“Why aren’t you asleep yet?” She murmured, barely getting the words out of her lips.

“Nothing, just not that tired probably.” Zayn said.

“Do you want me to stay up with you? I mean, I’m already up so..”

“Sure.” Zayn smiled. She came in closer to him, her head rested on his chest, listening to his heartbeat that soothed her and they talked with just normal talk. It started raining and she shivered, cold. He wrapped his arms around her and rubbed her back, He wanted her to know that he was there for her, no matter what.

“Zayn…” Aalya said.

“Mhmm?”

“I’m going back to sleep, you should to. Okay?”

“Okay, goodnight.” Zayn said, kissing her forehead.

“Hey Zayn, sing something for me will you?” She requested as she turned her back to him. His hands still around her, he hid his face in her hair, her scent was hypnotizing.

“Hmm what will I sing?...” Zayn said as my head ponder on the perfect song to sing for her. “Got it. Close your eyes babe.”

Am I asleep, am I awake, or somewhere in between? I can’t believe that you are here and lying next to me Or did I dream that we were perfectly entwined? Like branches on a tree, or twigs caught on a vine? Like all those days and weeks and months I tried to steal a kiss And all those sleepless nights and daydreams where I pictured this, I’m just the underdog who finally got the girl And I am not ashamed to tell it to the world Truly, madly, deeply, I am Foolishly, completely fallen And somehow, you kicked all my walls in So baby, say you’ll always keep me Truly, madly, crazy, deeply in love with you In love with you

(The next morning)

Aalya woke up early the next morning; her eyes flutter open, the light stinging her eyes. When she manage to open her eyes fully, she sees that Zayn has already gotten up because his side of the bed is completely empty. She wondered what’s gotten into him. He slept pretty late last night, and he’s up earlier than she is this morning.

Aalya made her way downstairs, the smell of freshly made pancakes filled the air. She went into the kitchen and see the table filled with food.

“What’s this?” She asked, walking towards Zayn, standing on her tip-toe, kissing him good morning.

“Breakfast!” He said, “Thought I’d make something special for my special girl.”

“….Okay..” Aalya said, Zayn pulled the chair for her to sit. She’s still curious, what’s up with Zayn? He was very nervous last night, she could tell, that’s why he couldn’t sleep. And now he’s cooking. Zayn Malik doesn’t cook, Aalya cooks for him.

“I searched up the recipes online. I hope it’s okay.”

“It smells delicious babe, I’m sure It’ll taste good. But can I know why did you do all these?”

“Just eat okay? You’ll find out sooner than you’d expect.” He said, squeezing her shoulders as he went to sit on the chair opposite of her. “Oh and don’t forget to finish your hot coco.”

Aalya saw the cup of hot coco in front of her, “New mug?” She said.

“Yeap, just bought it, it’s for you.”

“..Thank you?” Aalya almost laughed, why did Zayn buy her a mug out of the blue?

They ate their breakfast, Zayn’s cooking was better than what Aalya thought it would be. Every time she takes a sip of her hot coco, Zayn would look at her, his face was unreadable, but she knows that something was going on.

“What?” She asked.

“Nothing.” Zayn laughed. “Do you like it?”

“The mug or the drink?”

“Both.”

“Love em.” Aalya said, taking another sip. “Did you put any, I don’t know, poison in this drink? Do you want me dead, Malik?”

“What?!” He laughed, “Just finish the drink okay? I promise that you won’t die from drinking a hot coco. Not on my watch.” Zayn smiled sweetly.

The drink is almost finished, and Zayn’s nerves was up to the roof. His palms were sweating as he waited for Aalya to take her last sip.

Aalya took her last sip, and noticed something at the bottom of the mug. She looked at Zayn, shocked, and Zayn just smiled.

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One Shots

Should I re-open my one shot request page for this holiday? Please leave me your thoughts on this! I will try my hardest to write some.

x Aidaa

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Decisions

For @xharryily/ @bloodynarry

I don't know if what I'm about to do is the right thing to do. Half of me thinks its so stupid, the other half thinks its the only way left. My brain is flooded with questions, my heart is filled with emotions.

I sat there in the coffee shop, gripping my cupboard cup filled with hot chocolate tightly, occasionally taking a sip out of it. I tap on the glass table with my fingers, waiting for someone, someone I've been waiting a long time to see.

I hear the bell ring, indicating that someone just either walked in or out of the shop. I look up to see that the boy who walked in was exactly the boy I wanted to see. The boy I missed. When I first looked at him, I didn't recognize him. Probably because he was in a disguise, or maybe it's because I haven't seen him in a while. He was wearing a hoodie over his head of curls which looks like it just had been trimmed. His hands were pushed into his jeans' pocket, he was searching the room, until his eyes laid on me. When he saw me, immediately he smiled, his dimples showing off. He walked towards me, the smile still on his face. I didn't know whether I should smile too, or not. But I smiled anyways.

"Hi." I said standing as he stood beside me. He leaned into a hug and I hugged him. In my head, I know it would've been our last hug. So, I hugged him tightly, taking in his scent for the last time.

"Hey Nini, I've missed you so much." Harry said, his words felt honest.

"Have a seat." I gestured him to take a seat opposite me across the glass table. "Would you like to order something to drink?" 

"No, I'm fine. I just wanna catch up with you." He took my hand that was on the table, gently stroking the back of hand with his thumb. I stared at our hands, it made me felt uneasy, but seconds later it felt normal again. Like it used to make me feel. "So, whats up love? What have I missed? Tell me everything!"

"My life have been the same since you left basically.." No, there's a lot that have been going on. I want to tell you everything. But, I know my life wouldn't have been anywhere good with your life. "I'd rather listen to your life. How was America?" I know what's been going on with your life, all the scandals, all the things that made me jealous, all the fun you had, all the times you've said that you were single in interviews when you clearly had me for the last 5 months. Which led to why I wanted to see you today.

"Well, I don't know if you heard, but we got nominated for the People's Choice! So we're going back to the US in a couple of days, but I'm free in the meantime, so we could have all the time we need in my free time." Harry said, his voice happy, sincere. Which made me re-think my decision, again. I was happy that he was happy, but I was miserable too.

"That's great!" I said cheerfully, half sincere, half faking it. I felt like a bad person, and I am. "Anything else?"

"Hmm, where should I start, well....." Harry started on his life. I was fascinated by it, he was blessed to have such a life, but I wasn't fully concentrating on what he was saying, like I said, my head was filled with questions and thoughts, Is the thing I'm gonna do, the right thing to do? Or am I just overacting.

He kept on talking, so much to talk about. And I kept on listening, being here with him, at one moment I forgot why I asked him to meet me here at the first place. Right now, the feelings are just love. Is just love. I felt happy, I was smiling, he made me smile like he always did. All of my thoughts and worries went away.

But that wasn't for too long, Harry stood up and went to get a drink for himself anyways, so I played with my phone, I logged onto twitter, and things that made me make my decision appeared. All you see are rumours of Harry with this girl, and that girl, pictures of him in clubs, with models. I just couldn't take it. I mean, I know all those stories are fake, what I had with him was real, but what if all those stories are true? And what I have with Harry is fake? Everything doesn't add up. And I'm tired of being his secret. So maybe, I finally did come to a decision.

Harry came back with a cup of latte, sitting in front of me, he was smiling but as he saw the different look on my face, his smile washed away. 

"What's wrong?" Harry asked, curious.

"Harry, we need to talk.."

"What about?" He said, looking down at my phone, he saw the things I was reading, the pics I saw. "You know those things aren't true, right? I can explain everything."

"No Harry, you don't need to explain." I said, catching my breath. "It's not just that, it's.... everything."

"What... do you mean?" He asked, his hands took my hands but I pulled away. Looking away. "Nini...?"

"Harry, I'm breaking up with you." I said, the words were acid to his ears, but it was acid in my heart that I needed to let go of.

"What?.... No!" Harry said, his face half furious, half upset, and the rest just confused.

"I'm sorry. I love you Harry. I will always love you, even after all of this."

"If you love me you wouldn't have said what you said!" He almost yelled. His eyes, filled with tears.

"I do love you! You were made for me Harry. You were everything I wanted." I felt a tear streaming down my cheek, so I quickly wiped it of with my thumb. "But, I don't think I'm made for you." 

"What?"

"You're a celebrity Harry, you shouldn't be dating someone like me, and you shouldn't be dating someone secretly. You have models and other female celebrities around you. They're made for you. Not me."

"I don't care if they're made for me, I don't want them! I want you! Only you. And I kept us a secret so that you could have your normal life. You know what happened to my exes, to the boys' girlfriends. I did this to protect you."

"I don't need protection. All I need is you. Just you. And I can't even see you once a month!" I spatted. Angry and sad all mixed up.

"I'm sorry okay. Please, just don't leave me. I love you, Nini.." Harry cried, his face was red and wet from the tears.

"I love you too Harry, but.."

"Then lets tell the world!"

"What?!"

"If you don't leave me today, I'd tell the world how much I love you. But if you do leave me, I'd still tell the world how much I still love you."

"Harry, I.." I couldn't finish my sentence, but Harry already pulled my hands, he pulled out of the coffee shop, he had uncovered his head which was covered with his hoodie before, revealing himself which made everyone look at us. Everyone finally figured out that he was Harry Styles, but he kept his hand locked with mine, leading the way. We had exited the shop and we walked towards this big water fountain that was somewhere in the lot, he stood on the times circling the water, and he pulled me up to stand there with him. I was still confused, what was he doing? 

Everyone started to watch us, and came closer to us. "Harry, what are yo-" without finishing my sentence, Harry kissed me, softly, like the lover he is. Our problems went away with just one kiss, but we know we're gonna have 1001 problems heading towards us as this will be in the public eye by tonight. But, the both of us we didn't seem to care. 

Harry parted away, and whispered "I love you."

"I love you too." I smiled. 

When you love someone, even when you think nothing's gonna work, it will. We didn't give up, well, I almost did, but he didn't. And that's enough to make us stonger than ever.

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(sigh I don't know I'm sorry it's not good. but please leave your feedbacks! If I get good feedbacks I might re-open my one shot request during my holidays!)

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Fix You

For @PAYNETTEAM

(Inspired by Coldplay’s Fix You)

I couldn’t stand looking at her like that. She’s been miserable for almost 2 weeks. What type of friend am I if I just let her suffer? Not a good one.

We were in the park where Sharifah, Niall and I used to always meet up and hung out. Only today, we were one musketeer short. We will always be one musketeer short, forever.

If you haven’t taken the hint, Niall got into a car crash 2 weeks ago. Sharifah was also in that car crash, but she survived without a single scratch on her. But she’s in pain, traumatised because she survived and he didn’t. They weren’t on a date on the night of the car crash. But Niall was in love with her. He never told her, because he knows I love her too. And Niall was my best friend, my buddy. Everyone is upset for losing him, but not as upset as Sha and I.

But all of the guilt, the guilt of “I should’ve been the one dead, not Niall.” is going into her head. She lost weight and she’s tired due to not sleeping. I feel like a useless friend, useless because I’m not doing a good job comforting her.

We sat on the bench the 3 of us used to sit on every time we went to this park, we’d laugh at the jokes, and we’d chat. But now everything felt empty. The air that was used to be filled with Niall’s laugh, all gone.

“Remember when Niall fell off the swings? That was funny.” Sha said, breaking the silence in the air.

“Yeah I do. Poor boy, that must’ve hurt.” I said.

“Remember when Niall ran-“ before Sha could finish her sentence, I cut her of.

“Sha, maybe we should stop remembering stuff about Niall for a while.”

“But Liam, what do you mean? Do you not miss him?” Sha questioned me.

“Of course I do! He’s my best fr-“

“If you do, then why do you want to stop reminiscing?” She cut me off.

“Because reminiscing won’t bring him back!” I screamed a little. Sha was shocked. I was too. “He’s gone Sha, he’s gone forever.”

“But that doesn’t mean we should stop thinking about him.” Sha said. Her face was confused with what I said.

“I didn’t say we should stop forever. Maybe just for now. We need to clear our heads. We need to clear your head.” I said.

“What’s that supposed to mean? Clear my head?”

“You know you’ve been putting all the blame on you. You’ve been depressed ever since. You think you should’ve been the one dying.”

“Because it should’ve been me dead! Not Niall. Not him. He didn’t deserve to die!” Sha broke into tears. Her hands cupped her face as she sobs into it.

“Sha it was not your fault.”

“Yes it was! When the car went weird I panicked. Niall already had his seatbelt on but I didn’t. I tried to pull the belt, I really did but it won’t budge. So, s-so Niall opened his seatbelt to hug me, to cover me, he did that just in time when the car crashed. That’s why he died and I survived.”

The words that came out of Sha’s mouth shocked me. What Niall did, was so brave. I never knew this happened. Sha never said anything. I didn’t know what to say so I sat closer to Sha and hugged her, I hugged her tightly. She needed it.

“I m-miss him so much Liam.” She cried into my chest.

“I miss him too, Sha.” I said as I shed a tear. “You know what?” I said, Sha rose from my chest and faced me, confused. “I’m gonna make this right for you.”

“What do you mean?” She asked, her face red and her eyes puffy.

“I know you’re sad. We all are. But I won’t let you be sad forever. Niall wouldn’t want you to be sad. So I’m gonna do this, for you and for Niall, I will try to fix you.”

We all missed him. He was our special snowflakes. He was always mine to protect. But on the day he died, he protected the girl he loved.

**i am sorry this really suck i'm sorry for not writing quality stuff :(**

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**this is my comeback one shot hope you enjoy!**

For Simren

My feelings were blanked. I felt numb. The news was too much for me. But I can’t be sad, at least, not in front of Zayn. I had to show him that I’m okay. I had to lie.

The words that came out of the doctor’s mouth were the last words you thought you’d never hear.

“Zayn is a fighter. But, there’s no hope. Even someone as strong as him, would only last for a couple of weeks, maybe, a month. There’s nothing else that we could do.”

“Zayn is a fighter. But there’s no hope.”

“But there’s no hope.”

“No hope.”

Yes, Zayn is a fighter. He’d been fighting with lung cancer for as long as I could remember. And I’ve been with him the whole time. No I’m not his girlfriend, I’m just his bestfriend. In fact, his girlfriend left him a few months after she found out he had cancer. I felt like punching the bitch. But I didn’t.

I feel so sad and angry at the same time. I wish he’d stop smoking when I asked him to. He wanted to. But, he couldn’t. It was hard for him to stop his nicotine addiction. I don’t blame him. He was stressed out, with a lot of things. But he shouldn’t have started in the first place.

The band, One Direction was on pause. Zayn wanted it to still be going without him, but they couldn’t, it just wouldn’t feel right.

I drove him back to his place, he was released today. No point of him staying at the hospital. Physically Zayn was okay, he doesn’t look like someone who has cancer. His hair grew back after chemo months ago. But inside, mentally, I know how hard it is for him to handle it. Inside his definitely wrecked. Who wouldn’t? He found out he only had a month left to live.

We arrived at his place, it was pretty much the same as how he left it before.

“I’m gonna go hit the shower.” He said.

I walked into his room and looked around. I saw a picture of me and him on the bedside table from the first year of our friendship. I sat on his bed and just soaked it what I could. I closed my eyes when all of these old memories came back flashing in my head. That was when I lost it. I sat on Zayn’s bed crying, the thought of not having him around, just sucks.

I probably was thinking too much that I didn’t hear him walking in. I only realized when he placed his hands on my shoulder, standing in front of me.

“Don’t cry Sim, please.” The words that came out of his mouth made me cry even more. I had to look away from him. He took my hand and made me stand up. I was still looking away. I don’t want him to see my cry. I just don’t. I wanted to be strong for him.

He placed his fingers onto my chin and made me face him. This thumb softly wiped my tears away.

“Hey, don’t cry. Everything’s gonna be alright.”

“No, it won’t. You’re gonna leave me, I can’t live without you Zayn!” I cried.

“Yes you can.”

“No, I can’t. You’ve always been there for me. I want to always be there for you too but that’s not gonna last long now is it?”

“Sim…”

“Don’t Zayn.” I cut him off. “I just wish we could freeze time for just a minute. Please.”

“We can’t do that.” Zayn said, I could see him holding back his tears, smiling.

“I know but maybe --and this is going to sound stupid-- if we just hope hard enough maybe just maybe it’ll happen I mean wh-“

My words were cut off when I felt Zayn’s lips collided with mine. It took me a few seconds to process what was going on, but then I kissed him back, passionately. We broke it off a minute later, gasping for air.

“What was th-“ but at the same time he said;

“I always wanted to do that.”

“-at for?” I took me a second to realize what he had said. “What?” I questioned.

“Can we not talk? Can we just seize the moment now? Because with my condition right now, every minute counts. And I don’t want to waste anymore of my time with you.” Zayn said while he strokes my cheek with his thumb, pulling me in closer for another kiss. Fortunately, I didn’t move. I don’t know why but I really wanted to kiss him again.

And that kiss lead from one thing to another. And let’s just say, it will be the moment I will never forget. That night, both of us realized how much we loved each other.

**I know this is shit sorry you read it I am out of ideas.**

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Isn't He Lovely

For @AzmiraEriza

((writer's note: Decided to make this sweet and non death related since all my works with death in it makes me more depress hehe enjoy!))

Azmira looks down at the creature on her arms, the most beautiful human being in her eyes. She stared at his pink plum baby lips, soft white skin and those pair of green orbs he has. She was in the rest room in a hospital. She just went through labour and as much as how sleepy and tired she was, she couldn't sleep. She was mesmerized by the creature she's cradling, her first born son.

"Knock knock!" Harry walked into the room, smiling from ear to ear.

"Get any snacks for yourself?" Azmira asked.

"Nope, vending machine broke and swallowed my 5 pounds. But, I'm too happy to complain." He said as he sat next to Azmira on her bed, taking their new born son from her arms to his. "Hey there little guy, did you miss me?"

"You do know he won't answer right?" Azmira said as she rest herself next to Harry while Harry put one of his arm around her while the other arm still holding the baby.

"He could!" 

"He's 3 hours old." 

"He has your lips by the way." Harry said.

"And your eyes." Azmira replied.

"Remember when you thought he was a mistake? Still think so now?" Harry asked, the question was very sensitive to Azmira, as for how she didn't want to keep the baby in the beginning but stick with it anyway.

"Nope, he's just a surprise." Azmira smiled as Harry gave her a quick peck on the lips. "He's been trying to sleep but i don't know why he won't."

"Let me try." Harry said as he cleared his throat. "Isn't she lovely..."

"She's a he...." Azmira laughed.

"Oh yeah sorry." Harry continued singing after the mistake.

Isn't he lovely,

Isn't he wonderful,

Isn't he precious,

Less than one min--

"Three hours babe." Said Azmira..  

Three hours old.

And I never thought, through love we'd be (Harry stopped momentarily to look at Azmira)

Making something as lovely as he,

but isn't he lovely made from love.

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Text Message

-Joanna's pov-

"When will you ever tell him?" Zahara asked.

"I don't know, I don't think he likes me that way." I answered. 

"Looks like you'll be stuck in the friendzone forever. Maybe if you're lucky, you'll be his best man at his wedding!" She then sarcastically laughed. 

"Ha ha funny, you are usually the lame one here."

Truth is, not one minute had passed without me thinking of telling him. I mean, loads of people told me he likes me. Also some told me vice versa. I don't want to ruin what we have now, but i seriously want something more.

"Why do you like him anyways? Minus the fact that he's what every girl in school wants."

"I don't like him because he's famous. Heck, I don't even know why I like him."

"Lies!"

"Shut up. Anyways, I'm going away for the weekend, want anything?"

"All I want from you is for you to get Harry Styles as your boyfriend and get out from the friendzone that is all."

"Never gonna happen."

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The weekend almost ended and it's time for me to go back home. On the car ride home I kept thinking, what if Harry likes me too? We could be so cute together. But then another thought came, what if he only thinks of me as a friend? How would I even know all this if I don't tell him. I'll never know. Maybe I shouldn't.

Suddenly the car went all weird.

"What's going on?" I asked.

"Nothing sweetie." My dad tries to be all calm. That didn't work.

"Doesn't feel like nothing dad." My brother interrupted.

I picked up my phone and instantly texted Zahara;

"Hey if i dont make it or if something bad happens to me, can you please tell Harry I love him...?"

And seconds later she replied;

"What r u tryna say?"

Whilst I was trying to reply the car became more wobbly and weirder.

"Dad are you sure it's nothing?"

"Yeah honey just wear your seat belt okay?"

I decided to finish my text first instead of wearing the seat belt, boy was that a bad move. I replied;

"Nothing just you should really know I love you okay tell the whole class I love em ok?"

"WOULD YOU PLEASE WEAR YOUR SEAT BELT FOR FUCK'S SAKE?" Jay, my brother yelled.

I tried to yank the seat belt off, but it wouldn't budge. Weird. I yanked and pulled and all but it wouldn't come out. Then my phone vibrated, it was Zahara. She said;

"You're making me scared now what's going on?"

I read the text and took in a deep breath, as dad said "Hold on tight guys, whatever happens, I love you all."

I decided to reply to Zahara first before I held on to Jay tightly as I gave up on the seat belt. And then it happened, we crashed into something.

-Zahara's pov-

I walked into class, my eyes were puffy red as I didn't stop crying. I looked at everyone else, they looked like they just cried too. We just lost a friend, a very dear friend. Who would ever replace her?

"I heard of what happened. We miss her dearly. Stay strong okay Z." Lily came to me, trying to pull a smile on her face, but failed. The class will never be the same again.

Then came in Harry looking all worried. He found me and rushed straight at me.

"Is it true?" He asked. I just nodded as tears fell down.

Harry dropped his head to the floor, gutted obviously. I then remembered what Jo wanted me to tell him.

"Hey Haz, Jo wanted me to tell you something before she..... you know."

"What is it?!"

"She loves you. Or loved since she..."

"What...."

"Yeah, she liked you, but she didn't bother telling you because she thinks you don't share the same feelings."

Suddenly Harry banged the desk loudly. I was shocked, everyone was.

"You tell me this now?"

"Why are you suddenly so mad about?"

"Because I like her too! But I was so coward to say it to her. Now... UGH!!"

"Harry, I...."

"Why did she have to go? Her family is safe in the hospital, but why isn't she?!"

"This was her last text." I showed him the text Jo sent me right before she got into the car accident.

Jo texted;

"Z, The seat belt broke."

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Holding On A Little Longer

Mirror mirror on the wall,

whose the saddest of them all?

Is it the one who can't stop crying,

or the one who won't stop trying?

When you get tired of smiling,

and addicted to frowning,

will they finally see,

that all you ever wanted is to be free?

And you love and love,

to the moon and back,

and all your heart get is,

a stinky old smack.

You get back up,

You don't give up,

but the plot is twisted,

and the challenge thickens.

All you do is become stronger,

but can you hold it any longer?

You hide your pain,

but as your tears flushes down the drain,

you stop looking forward,

and start to rewind backward.

But remind yourself this,

is it worth it, is it really worth it, to reminisce?

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Everyone thinks that they knew who the murderer was, they just don't have the proof. Well, I do.

A little inspiration for my upcoming one shot/ fanfic maybe..

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Cold hands. Pale face. Treasure your loved ones.

Qistina Hassan (@Stylessession)

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Not Good Enough

She’s devastated.

She remembered the first time it happened and how it happened again... And again. And again.

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2009

She was Liam’s close friend. They had this sort of chemistry that made her have this tiny feeling towards him. She thought he did too, but then he went for x-factor the next year and then came Danielle. Beautiful, gorgeous and stunningly talented Danielle. And after Liam met Danielle, he couldn’t shut up about her. To her, Liam was all like Danielle this, Danielle that, Danielle, Danielle, Danielle. She was annoyed, but she couldn’t blame Liam, no she had to blame herself for not being brave enough to tell him what she really felt.

2010

She decided to move on for her own good. She still hangs out with Liam and his new friends, or band mates. They were very close with each other. She had this thing for Harry, like all the other girls have, but she knows he was the flirt so she let that feeling go. She decided to try not to think about her feelings. And then came Zayn. Sweet and romantic Zayn who always tries to ‘woo’ her. And it worked, she was woo-d but turns out, Zayn was a flirt, too. He’s been sleeping around. And he chose the wrong time to tell her that he was. After that, she became distant of Zayn. She couldn’t handle being played like that.

2011

Day by day she became closely attached to Louis. They were practically inseparable. His funny jokes charmed her. Later, she caught feelings for the Tommo. And she didn’t like it one bit. She kept the feeling to herself; she thinks it might fade away. But it didn’t. So she decides to tell him, tell him what she really felt. But it was too late. Louis announced he has found his soul mate, Eleanor, who he met through Harry. Again, she wanted to blame everyone, but she couldn’t, because she knows it was her own fault.

2012

She’s tired of all that has happened for the past years. She craved love, but all she got was pain. She had prepared her own death, only counting the days to it. She couldn’t take it anymore. Fortunately, little ol’ Niall was to the rescue. No, he didn’t know she was gonna commit suicide but, everyone knows Niall is always cheering people up. He’s always making her happy and she liked the feeling of it. Everyone said Niall likes her but it took her awhile to believe it because Niall personally denies it. But, as she starts to believe it, and as she discovered her own feelings for Niall, once more, it was crushed down like a grand piano falling from the sky on you. Niall admitted that he has a thing for Demi. Yes, pretty and sexy Demi. Not long after, the whole world knows about it. Harry was always in the media talking about how Niall can’t stop talking about Demi and it was not helping her pain.

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She felt like a slut. An unwanted slut. She’s had feelings for 4 boys in 4 years. None of them worked for her. None of them were hers.

She felt like she was not good enough.

She was not good enough.

She was not good enough for One Direction; she wasn’t good enough for anyone.

She was never good enough.

She is me.

I am never good enough.

I will never be good enough.

I went back to my death plan, but this time, I didn’t wait. I tied the end of the rope to my ceiling fan, and placed a chair nicely beneath it. I didn’t write a long suicide not, instead she wrote “Not good enough, never good enough.” On a piece of paper and left it on my bed. I climbed on the chair, gulping, I inhaled my last breathe before my feet dangled in the air. Finally, I thought, I did something right.

Well, it wasn’t right.

I forgot the youngest member of One Direction. I forgot Harry.

Turns out, Harry flirted around just to make me jealous. Harry introduced Louis to Eleanor so I can’t be with Louis. Harry told people Niall liked Demi so I could forget about Niall. Harry loved me all along. He never stopped. But I guess it was too late.

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What Niall Needs

Niall Horan wasn't sure of what he want until what he needed was in front of his eyes.

You see, Niall thought he was special.

He thought Allison, his best friend, thought he was special.

He thought Allison liked him, more than a friend.

He thought the way Allison looked at him, the way she talked to him, laughed at his jokes, her eye contact with him, all of the things they did together was a sign.

He thought wrong.

Allison's the top girl in school, every boy wants her and she can have any boy she wants. He thought he was special to her but later on he notices that Allison treated everyone else like that.

Niall was lucky enough to be her friend.

But that was it, Niall was just a friend. And he will continue on being "just friends".

Yes, Allison was what he wanted. He needed her, she made him happier.

Sadly, you don't always get what you want. In this case, what you need.

*Writer's note: this doesn't make any sense sorry just needed to let things out

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Fire and Ice

He kept on looking at her, into her stunning black orbs. As if he was trying to find something.

He kept on talking to her, even when nothing was to talk about. As if he's trying to get her attention.

He kept on teasing her, with things that on one part annoys her and the other part amuses her. As if he wants her to keep on smiling.

He was very protective over her, kept on scolding her when she did something wrong. As if she was his to protect.

They're best friends, but people think they're more than that. The way they are around each other fascinates their other friends.

Harry the heartthrob, the jock, the smarty pants, the boy who won't look at girls twice, the boy who can get 20 girls by just snapping his fingers but he never had a girlfriend. He can make girls cry, just like that. Also Harry, Jess' best friend.

Jess, the not-so-attractive girl at school, lives underneath her popular friends' shadows, the nerd, the girl who never had a boyfriend, who cried over so many boys. Also Jess, Harry's best friend.

Whenever Harry's around, Jess would always smile, nothing could bring her down. She feels safe around him. Whenever she talks, he would shut everyone down and concentrate on her.

Whenever Jess is around, Harry would never want to leave her sight, always there for her, always will be. Whenever he talks, she would smile to herself, not knowing why.

Harry used to be this hot tempered boy, he would just go mad at even the smallest of things.

Jess used to be a shy, quiet, not so talkative when it comes to boys. She'd just sit there, quietly.

Harry's friends said he's changed, changed into a better man.

Jess' friends said she's changed, changed into a happier girl.

If only they knew the reason they did is because of each other.

If only they knew they needed each other more than anything.

If only they knew, they loved each other more than everything.

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*so basically, Harry and Jess is a boy and I but let's just think it's Harry and Jess okay*