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Reblog this if you are not against transgendered males or females. So I can write down everybodys username and give it to my nonsupportive parents the day I leave for college.

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Guys, please keep my school, Florida State University, in your thoughts and prayers. There has been a shooting in our main library at 12:30 AM (so about and hour and a half ago) and two were wounded, but there aren’t any confirmed dead. 

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"I don't want to either.  Maybe we will take a break from touring to have kids and stuff, but I still want to be making music with you boys until the day that I die." Niall said. "And even if we do go our separate ways, I still want you guys in my life forever too." He smiled and pressed a kiss to Liam's cheek. "I definitely say we should ask them. There's plenty of room, and you're right, my mum does love all of you. I don't think any of our mothers hate the others to be quite honest." Niall nodded.  He hated being the only one who lived so far away, because it meant the others hardly getting to come visit, but at least he knew that they did make an effort to hang out and interact with him.

"I think that is a must. BUT,I hope that we never break up or stop making music. It might happen, yes in the far far future but not right now. I think we will be in the music industry for a long long time. I want all you guys in my life forever." Liam smiled and looked into Niall’s eyes. "We can ask them? I’m sure that they would love to come see us? If they aren’t busy. Your mum loves us all. So I’m sure she will want to see us all together. Hey, just because you live in Ireland doesn’t mean we can’t all get over there once in a while to see you." Liam rubbed his back. They tried to get Niall included in all they do. Not just in the band, but even when they had breaks like this.

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Matthew "But what if they don't." he knew that he really didn't have to be worrying about the police not caring about him, but he was scared (irrationally) that it could be a possibility. He didn't answer, not wanting to go any further into it.  Matthew looped his arms around Nathan's neck and held him close. He knew that Nathan hated kissing him while he was still Andrew's, but he couldn't help it. Nathan's kisses reassured him that everything was going to be okay, and that if he lost everything in the world, he would at least have Nathan right there beside him. He could never lose his best friend. He was glad that Nathan didn't pull completely away once they were done. He was craving the close contact that kissing brought, but foreheads pressed together came close to giving. "I love you too, Nate," he whispered, staring back into his eyes, vision blurred by the tears. "I wish we could. Run far away where no one can find us. Only tell our mothers that we are safe once we get there." He sighed, and curled closer to him.  "That would be perfect." He wiped the tears from his own eyes, slowly calming down. Nathan had that effect on him, and he wished that he hadn't been blind enough that he hadn't seen that the best thing in the world for him was right there, across the roofs.

text // matthew

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Liam giggled excitedly and immediately put it on, closing his eyes and inhaling deeply. He could smell the scent of his Zayn, and it had him floating on cloud nine. "I can tell. It smells like you." He smiled and shook his head. "Wouldn't it just be easier to type numbers into phones? How very old fashioned of you to do this though," he pointed to his hand.

Zayn smiled brightly and handed over his 5 seconds of summer hoodie. "I sleep in this one sometimes" He smiled and handed it over, taking Liam' hand and pulling a pen from a cup of them and wrote down his number on the palm of his hand, smiling softly.

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Harry chuckled. "You're such a needy little baby boy, aren't you?" he asked, leaning down and pressing a kiss to his ass cheek. "Such a needy little boy. Should daddy fuck his baby?"

Louis got onto his hands and knees and clenched his fists in the sheets. Pushing his arse out for him he whined into the pillows. “Please daddy, I need it” He whimpered.

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Rhys nodded, and continued to grip the sheets on the bed beneath him. He bit his lip, suppressing a whimper before he looked up at Louis. "I know. I trust you." he whispered.

Louis gently began to move, despite the look on the male’s face which easily shown the pain he was in. “I’m not being some heartless idiot, just..trying to help you adjust, my love”

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      "i'm positive. i am in love with you." charlie reassured his boyfriend, though he knew that it was going to take much more than just those six silly little, but very powerful, words. but, he was willing to work extra hard every hour of every day to show and remind alex that he was in love with him, and that it wasn't going to change. charlie nodded his head and he kissed alex's cheek. "no. i am saying it because it is how i truly feel. i wouldn't say it if i thought that it was what you wanted to hear, or if i felt like i owed you something. i told you that i was in love with you for just that reason- i am in love with you." he allowed himself to be pulled closer to the male, glad for the development. he looped his arms around alex's small waist, and looked up at him. he always found it so hilarious that even though alex was younger and 'weaker', he was the bigger male ( height wise at least. when it came to weight and size, charlie knew that he had alex beat by a long shot). "i understand that, baby, and i really do not expect anything less. you're hurting because i hurt you." he ran a hand through alex's hair, playing with the strands a bit. he let alex continue without anymore interruptions, clinging to every word. he knew that he didn't deserve to be forgiven, but if alex was going to do so, he was going to accept. "i will never hurt you like that again, baby. i was stupid and i will never cheat on you again. i was not, and will not, use you. i promise. i am with you because i love you, not because i think you are an easy fuck." he gently kissed away the tears smiling softly at alex. "we can take as long as you want. alright? it isn't dumb, i understand where you are coming from, which is why i want you to take your time. if you don't want to have sex for only a week, cool. if you don't want to have sex for over a year, that is fine with me, because it is your preference, and it is what you want and that is all that matters.

      "you’re in love with me too? you’re sure?", alex asked quietly, his eyes wide as he looked at his boyfriend. "you wouldn’t say that just because you feel like you owe me something, right?", he added, his voice hardly more than a whisper. there was no need to hear charlie’s answer, because alex immediately wrapped his arms around his neck to pull the other closer again. to tell someone you’re in love with them is always a big thing but alex was only used to ‘i love you’s that were being sad after big fights that left bruises all over his body. and they’d never been as genuine as the words that were coming from charlie’s lips, even if he had hurt him in another way. "but you’re right. i don’t trust you. th-that’s kinda impossible after what you’ve done," he suddenly murmured, his body still pressed close to charlie’s. "but-but i’m willing to…to forgive you. you’ve been a meanie, you’ve hurt me really bad and that’s okay, it happened before. but d-don’t do it again, okay? i’ve been told i g-give out too many ch-chances and you know e-everything…and i don’t want you t-to use m-me," he finally finished, tears still present on his face, but arms still clinging to charlie. "b-but is it okay if w-we don’t have s-sex for a wh-while? it’s d-dumb…but i d-don’t wanna t-touch you th-there right now."

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text to; hazza with a hat

louis: everything for you!!! it's no problem. we can skype once you took a shower and you're comfy okay?

louis: thank you. love you

harry: that sounds good to me. thanks a bunch loulou

harry: love you too

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Louis pulled his face of Harry's shirt, listening to his boyfriend's voice as he tried to calm him down. After Chris had left, a huge weight seemed to have been lifted off of his chest, making it ten times easier to breath, but it was still hard to catch his breath. He closed his eyes ad took the deep breaths with Harry, working on calming down his body so he would stop panicking.  After five minutes, he was better, his body no longer tingling, but instead everything felt normal, though there was now a dull headache in the back of his head.  "Thank you," he sniffled, still clinging to Harry, this time his head resting on his shoulder. He took one hand, stretching it out and trying to uncramp his fingers before he rested it on Harry's cheek, tilting the younger male's face down so that he was looking at him. He pulled his head closer until their lips met. Louis kissed Harry slowly, needing just a little bit more contact between them before he would completely calm. "I love you," he murmured against his lips. "Thank you for everything." He knew that it wasn't much, and that he should give Harry a better thanks, but he didn't know what to say, or just how to get his gratitude across. "Don't let me go tonight, please."

Harry was so angry with Chris at the time that he hadn’t even noticed the small feeling of Louis’ fists beating against his chest. He was too focused on trying to get the male to give up and leave — maybe push some sense into his head; these people just didn’t make sense. However, the curly-haired lad didn’t stop stroking his back, trying to help his boyfriend feel better. The sound of him sobbing and gasping was too hard to miss — he couldn’t believe that Chris actually believed that Louis was faking this. At his words, Harry’s eyes widened in shock, not expecting him to ever actually give in and allow Louis to stay with him. “Wha-” he had started to say, but Chris was already out the door, a sigh of relief escaping from Harry’s lips. But soon, his few moments of content were over as he heard Louis croaking out his nickname. “Oh no, Lou, baby, are you alright?” he asked quietly, his facial expression softening and his arms held around him. “Deep breaths, sweetheart. It’s okay, don’t worry… you get to stay with me tonight, shh…” he cooed, pressing soft kisses to his head. 

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"Never alone, not when I have you. And I don't plan on getting rid of you any time soon, so I'll never be alone, and you'll always have me." He smiled at Nathan, watching his every move as he made his request. The hand on the small of his back- that was a good sign, the hesitance? Not so much. Matthew clung to Nathan as they kissed hungrily. The few seconds of hesitance Nathan had given him had him preparing for a rejection, not this hot and needy kiss that he couldn't get enough of. One of Matt's hands flew up to Nathan's hair, gripping the back of it, blond locks tangling in his long fingers. He held him to him, his other hand against his lower back, sliding under his shirt. This was like no other kiss they had shared before, and he had to admit he didn't mind. Having Nathan kiss him like this, in such a needy and possessive way, had Matt calming down and melting into his touch. When he was with Nathan, he was home. He was safe. And that was really all that mattered to him.

Nathan’s fingers fluff through the male’s hair, holding him to his chest. He can feel his heart quicken with every passing second, Matthew’s presence having that kind of effect on him. And of course the blond follows, his hand clasped in Matt’s. He’d follow that boy anywhere if he asked him to. “Never have to be alone,” he whispers, crawling in after him, “Not when I’m around, yeah?” If his heart was quick before, it’s nearly racing now and he can’t think straight, no, because Matthew is asking — telling him to kiss him. Hand slip around Matthew’s waist and he lets his fingertips brush underneath his shirt gently, “I — Matthew..” he can’t. He needs to tell Matthew that he can’t because it kills him just with the knowledge that he’s still with Andrew, but their lips are so close and it’s hard to keep himself. Lips press to Matthew’s and there’s nothing slow and gentle about it. It’s different this time than others, because it’s hot and needy and their lips move as if they’ll never have this chance again.

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text to; hazza with a hat

louis: hazza :(

louis: go in a hotel and take a long shower and then you sleep for at least eight hours and you will feel better

louis: please do that for me

louis: i promise!

harry: will you skype me tonight? I know its really late where you are, but I need it :( please?

harry: i will, just for you Louis

harry: good :*

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text to; hazza with a hat

louis: stop now. you're not fucking horrible!

louis: hazza...do you need cuddles?

louis: i'm good

harry: ;_;

harry: i do, but i'm fucking stuck in this airport overnight!

harry: promise?

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I'm the kind of Mun who doesn't mind multiple threads with the same person.

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text to; hazza with a hat

louis: because i thought you were mad at me :(

louis: you're not horrible, harry! stop saying such things

louis: it's okay to leave me alone, i'm not a child. i didn't feel good back then when you made that promise. i'm okay right now, okay?

harry: i'm not mad at you, louis.

harry: its true though :/

harry: promise me you're okay?

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text to; hazza with a hat

louis: but i never said i wanted to leave :(

louis: what is it, hazza? why are you like this?

harry: you're the one who offered to leave though..

harry: i don't know, i just feel weird. i'm out of it, and i'm sorry i'm not making much sense

harry: i just want to be fucking home but my flight is fucking delayed and i'm here overnight

harry: i've been without you for a week after i promised you i wouldn't leave you alone

harry: i'm horrible

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Matthew immediately curled into his side, resting his head on his chest. "It's okay, Just scared me s'all," he murmured, pressing a kiss to his chest. He listened to Nathan feeling horrible that he was causing his best friend this kind of pain. "Soon, Natey," was all he said. Matt stood up and went into his room, reaching out for Nathan. "Join me, please. I don't want to be alone." He whispered, tears streaming down his cheeks still. He waited until Nathan crawled into the room before he shut the window, dropped the blinds and closed the curtains, just to be sure. He stepped forward and wrapped his arms around Nathan, slouching a bit so he could press their foreheads together. "I need you to kiss me, Nathan. Forget that I am with him. Forget all of that. I just need you to kiss me. Make me forget that I'm supposed to be his, remind me that I am yours," he whispered mere centimeters from his lips, little puffs of warm air hitting against them. He stared into his beautiful blue eyes, searching them.

Eyes were blown wide and he stares down at his best friend, his secret lover, his Matty, and he can see the terror in his eyes and it’s all because of him. But still the other male is grabbing for his hand and though it doesn’t make Nathan feel better for scaring the boy, he does let out a soft breath. Nathan slips back down, sliding in next to Matthew and he tugs him gently into his side. “I’m sorry for snapping like that at you..” he murmurs, nose turning into Matthew’s hair. Nathan presses a reassuring kiss there, feeling tears start to pool in his eyes. “I just — this whole situation.. makes me.. I just feel like I can’t do anything. I hate it. I just want you to feel safe and not worry about this shit. I want you to not have to worry about me. I just want him to be out of your life for good so we can go back to being us.”