8:22 pm

7 years

They did it!

I can’t believe it’s already 7 years. It’s been incredible 7 years. I want to thank them for every second of it. They made me realize why I love music. One Direction was always more just a band and their music. It were emotions they made you feel when you listen to them/ saw them. They weren’t just a band. They were family and we were part of it whenever we liked it or not. Reason why I love them so much is not just because they are talented singers, but because they had fun. We see that in millions of “funny moments” videos. But they were professionals too. They had to have some fights or bad days but they didn’t let us know. It didn’t imput their performances. A lot of people saw that they are different now. Of course they are different. They grow up. Every person changes. And I’m happy for that. Even thought they are solos now. I think it was really good decision. Every one of them is individual. They have different view on music and world. But that doesn’t mean they don’t care about each other anymore or us. I went through a lot these past years, and these boys always help me feel better either with their music or with their humor. And I will be grateful for that until end of my life. Thank you boys so much! 

Concert in Vienna, 2015 (unfortunately without Zayn).

Happy 7 years One Direction. Once a Directioner always a Directioner. 

anonymous asked:

I love to read how kalagang relationship would if they're not sensates can you write this prompt Someone gave me a fake phone number and it’s actually yours and if you can't its okay and I really enjoyed reading your drabbles thankyou

I also got another request from another anon for the same prompt:

“Omfg I saw ur reblog about thrilling au’s and I was wondering if you could do the “someone gave you a fake number and its mine” with kalagang pls and thank you”

First of all, thanks both of you for being so nice. :)  I’m glad you guys like my writing so much.  Also, holy shit this really isn’t a drabble anymore.  This became like 2500+ words.  I really don’t think I know how to do short AU fics lol.   Kala is working in Berlin in this AU because that made things easier for my brain.  Please accept any geographical errors, the only part of Germany I’ve ever visited was Munich.  (Also holy shit y’all, people are making bad decisions in this fic.  I do not advise doing what people do in this fic.  Like I made it fluffy, but IRL this is not a good idea lol.)

When Kala wakes up on Saturday morning, she finds a text from an unknown number on her phone.

Do you want to come to my place? (Received 3:02 AM)

She’s confused.  No one she knows would have messaged her at that hour.  Kala wakes up early to visit the local temple every morning, and she doesn’t keep that fact a secret.  Plus, her family is a million miles away.

Who is this? (Delivered 8:39 AM)

Unsurprisingly, she doesn’t receive a response right away.  If they were asking someone over at three in the morning, they’re probably in bed now, she reasons. Kala puts it out of her mind, choosing instead to get out of bed and concentrate on preparing for her day.

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Mystic Messenger Day 2 Chat- UPDATED WITH ACCURATE TIMES

AN. Okay so i didnt put the EXACT times the chatrooms open >< im very sorry here is the one with the to the minute chat times! Thank you anon!

Okay! Since the day 1 chat was so greatly received here is the day 2 chat times as promised! I am doing this for both my followers and myself who don’t have the means of waiting for each chat room to open.
 
On my Day 1 Chat log i received 68%- I started at 11 am. So there were some before then if you wanted that 100%. however from my experience playing, the first day doesn’t hold much weight into getting into a route or good ending.

This is for you all who want to know what time the chats release so you don’t have to worry.

Day 2 Chat Rooms:

1:19 am - Leads into a story mode with V
2:44 am
7:50 am - Leads into a story mode with 707
9:37 am
12:00 pm - Leads into a story mode with V
13:57 pm (1:57 pm) - Leads into a story mode with V
15:24 pm (3:24 pm) - Leads into a story mode with Yoosung
18:26 pm (6:26pm) - Leads into a story mode with V
20:13 pm (8:13 pm)
22:38 pm (10:38 pm)

10:18 pm  -  joshua

summary; 10:18 pm. a time you would never forget

genre; angst, sad

warnings; death (multiple people crying clear up on aisle seventeen scenarios)

a/n: im pretty sure you guys are going to sue me after this but yeah hello darkness my old friend 

song recommendation is fool by winner and goodbye im gonna cry now




10:19 PM


Can you believe that…anything is possible in 2 hours? Can you also believe that your boyfriend is the sweetest, most grateful and handsome person in the world? He would never break your heart, he’s a true gentleman. That’s…why his nickname for him, is Gentleman Josh, given to him by the fans early on. Yes, your boyfriend was Joshua, or Hong Jisoo, whatever you love to call him, from that one very successful band…Seventeen. About your relationship…a  lot of fans know. They saw you two out before, but have sworn to secrecy amongst themselves, and let you and Joshua be a happy couple, without interfering in any way. And whenever someone would come up to you in the street, they would always say such nice things about you and Josh. Yes, Josh. Your lovely boyfriend. As I said…he would never break your heart…right?

“Wait…Josh was supposed to come see me today….where is he?”

You sat up from your little nap you had on the sofa, looking to your phone. You checked the time; 8:18 PM. You sighed. He was supposed to call you at 6 to say he was coming round…but it didn’t look like you had any missed calls…or even texts for that matter. He would leave little love hearts for you but…none today. You…just kind of slumped back on the sofa, and as you do, you hear your phone ping a good 7-8 times. You think it’s Joshua, so you jump up, with a glad smile on your face! You go to turn you phone on again….and. It’s not Joshua. Instead….it’s your friend…who…from the way she was texting you…sounds angry.

[8:20 PM] From Bestie😺😸: y/n!! 

[8:20 PM] From Bestie😺😸: i’m going to kill your boyfriend for you 

[8:20 PM] From Bestie😺😸: what the actual fuck 

[8:21 PM] From Y/n👽🤘: yOOO chill what has he done 

[8:21 PM] From Bestie😺😸: have you seen this 

[8:22 PM] From Bestie😺😸: sent a photo

[8:22 PM] From Bestie😺😸: sent a photo

At first, you were confused as to why your friend is texting you about trying to murder your sweet boyfriend…but you now know why. The first picture included a shot of a girl, holding hands with someone. They were both in the street, looking like they were having fun. You’re still confused as to why it had something to do with your boyfriend…but then it hit you. The second one hit you. The person who took the original photo was able to get a good photo of them…and…in that moment, your heart broke. You could feel it breaking. The two shared a lovely kiss. The girl, you still didn’t know. The boy? Joshua. You knew it was Joshua, just by the way he looked. He was….happy. Your heart stopped for a second, tears rolling and building up in your eyes. 

[8:22 PM] From Bestie😺😸: i’m so mad at him…you don’t deserve this at all…you really don’t…

[8:22 PM] From Y/n👽🤘: have people said it was him??

[8:22 PM] From Bestie😺😸: people got to pass them..they took photos…..and they said it was him 100% y/n i’m so sorry….😭

[8:23 PM] From Bestie😺😸: sent a photo

[8:23 PM] From Bestie😺😸: y/n are you there?? you want me to come round??

You sat there in complete silence, stunned by what you just saw. The third photo took was definitely him. You saw his light brown hair, the little cross earring he had, the little eevee smile he had…the girl looked awfully familiar too…it wasn’t one of Josh’s friends…or Seventeen’s friends…it looked like someone from your….college. It then hit you; it was a girl, in your homeroom class. They both have the same smile, and the same eye crease. Eye colour, hair colour, little moles on her neck and face, everything matched up your memory and her face. You just sat there in complete laconism, your heart slowing down, letting the multitude of tears fall. You couldn’t do anything about it. You needed to clear your mind and get out of the apartment. And quick.

[8:30 PM] From Y/n👽🤘: i can’t fucking be in here anymore i’m coming round to yours 

[8:20 PM] From Bestie😺 😸: ok just make sure you’re round quick it’s getting darker and darker by the minute

You sighed, your eyes still letting the tears fall. Again, you couldn’t do anything. You felt powerless, loveless…everything -less under the sun. You were suddenly drained of your happiness. Everything in your being was crashing and crumbling down, your whole love life with Joshua…was a lie? You got up from the sofa, placing your shoes on. You were halfway through putting them on, when you heard the lock go, a turn of a key, and the swoosh of the front door opening. Joshua. He seemed to be happy to see you. The other way round….not so fucking much.

“Y/n, you here? I got–”

“Joshua…how….how could you?”

“How could I what?”

“You know what you did, you asshole….”

Walking into the front room to see you, he saw what was remained of your lively, bubbly you. A drained, angry, confused, upset and depressed you. His facial expression changed from being a solid smile, to an equally as confused and woeful frown.

“Babe, what happened, are you ok? Did I do anything wrong?”

“You did something…so…fucking awful…”

“What– oh..no…you saw it…”

“What?! Was your loving girlfriend, who was waiting at home for you, not supposed to see you getting all giddy and lovey dovey with another girl?! And…she was someone I knew too!! Hong Jisoo you’re…you’re just the worst!!”

“Y-Y/n I can–”

“Explain? Yes, I would love an explanation as to why you thought it was a good idea to cheat on me! I would also like an explanation about our relationship! Was it all a lie?! Was everything just in my head? Why would…why would you break my heart like that…? I thought you loved me….I really thought you loved me….I guess not…. I guess that was all a lie…just to cover up for your ass fucking me over with another girl….did she know you had me…?”

“Y/n–”

“Answer the fucking question Hong! Did she know?”

“Yeah…she did…”

Those words hit you, just like bullets. Your heart was an open wound, that just kept on bleeding. You shook your head, a smile that could only be described as a merciless and soul-less smile. You scoffed a little, giving him one of the dirtiest looks you could ever give him. This wasn’t a joke anymore. You even felt your heart hurt every time you looked at him. Grabbing your bag, your coat and your keys, a cold and hurt sigh left your mouth, as you scanned him and down, the hatred in your eyes was real.

“I hope you’re happy, Joshua. We’re over. I don’t want to speak to you ever again. You know what…right now…I realised something.”

“….”

Nothing came out of his mouth, tears still streaming down his face. 

“My friend was right…all the good, loving boys always have something to fucking hide. And in the end, they break your heart. Just like you did right now. Goodbye Josh, tell your new girl I’ll see her in class on monday.”

“Y/n wait!! I can explain, if you just let me!!”

He shouted, grabbing your attention, just before you grabbed the door handle. You saw him run quickly up the hallway, feeling his hand grab your wrist. A look of utter disgust appeared on your face as you turned back to him.

“Get…off me. Don’t you see? We’re over now. And if you couldn’t tell by now…Joshua hong I hate you.”

Your cold atmosphere was now provided by not only the cold bitter air from outside, but your heart too. You walked outside to the hallway, running to the elevator. Joshua..was still inside the apartment, standing by the door. His hands made their way to his face, wiping his tears. This morning…you two were loving to each other….now you hate Josh…how did this…all happen? By the time you were downstairs and exiting the apartment block, Joshua decided to run after you. Whether he would change your mind, he was running after you either way. You made your way to your friends house, when you could hear your name being called, by the same voice you didn’t want to hear ever again. That voice stabbed you multiple times, jogging different happy memories of you two. You gulped, before feeling the tears run down your face again. 

“Y/n!! Y/n, wait please!!!”

You heard the voice getting closer and closer, so the faster you walked. The closer the voice got, the faster you walked. You didn’t want to hear his voice anymore, so you called your friend. You placed the phone up to your ear, looking for him. You could see him in the crowd you just walked through, trying to get through as well.

“Hello?”

“Y/n? Where are you?”

“I’m on the way to yours…he’s behind me…I can hear him…is there any way of you meeting me before?”

“No..I can’t….”

Joshua was tired. He was tired of running, crying, everything. To you, this was his way of getting rid of you…to him..this wasn’t how it was supposed to go. He was supposed to get you flowers, and come home to you. All he wanted to do was to hold you in his arms, and just hold you. that’s all. That’s all he want’s to do with you. He loves you too much to let you go, and he wasn’t going to let you go this time. Not at all. Seeing you pick up your pace, made him pick up pace. He was still calling your name out at any given moment, wiping his eyes while he ran to you. You were his other half, his other source of happiness. When half of him is gone, how could he live as one?

“I’m ok now…I think I lost him….”

You say, walking across the road. Everything seemed to be peaceful again. To you, there weren’t any problems. Nothing. No problems, nothing. And yes, you somehow lost Joshua, good. You were calming down a lot, hearing your friend on the other line, being so close to her house too. All you wanted was just love and support from her, nobody else. You were…also distracted. You were paranoid, you were anxious, you were everything under the sun. You were so distracted…that you stood in the road. In the middle of a god damn road. You were that calm about hearing your friend…that you forgot that you were in a road. Luckily, the lights were red. Then went to orange, then to green. No cars came. Good. Wait, in the distance, there were two strong lights coming from the side of the road you were on. You were still on the phone, facing the other way. The lights came closer and closer, but you still didn’t see them. Someone did though. Closer and closer, faster and faster. You heard people shout to get out the way, but it seemed like it was just too late. You finally turned around, but a look of utter shock and fear decorated your face. You were about to be…pushed to the side? Yes, you were pushed out the way by something…or someone. Falling to the ground, you heard your bag and your phone skid across to the pavement, while in the background…it happened again. lying with your face on the ground, you heard that sickening but….calming voice call out your name…one last time before utter silence reigned upon the corners of the street. It was…Joshua. One last time, he saw you, before the car came. 

“Y/n–!!”

Bang. Bam. Crash. The sound of a heavy object hitting the car filled your ears, along with the voice you just heard. Joshua. Your eyes immediately widened, hearing people scream and rush over to the scene, and you. Sitting up with the help of a businessman, you shook your head, feeling blood dripping down. You hit your head on the curb as you fell. You could already feel the tears dropping down onto the ground, and you didn’t even see what had happened. Then, you looked up. A hand to your mouth, a hand out to Joshua on the ground. The car windshield was smashed into a million tiny pieces, with the front of car being heavily damaged too. 

“Oh…oh dear god no…no!!”

You screamed out, the look of grief and misery upon your face, escorted by what was now waterfalls instead of tears coming down your face. You got up, but jerked a little, causing you to fall back down again. An injured ankle was diverting you from seeing Joshua, but you weren’t going to let that stop you. Steadily getting up, inducing and enduring the pain, you ran over to Joshua, who laid still, as if he was sleeping. You…crash down next to him, seeing his angelic face, perfectly still on the concrete. His eyes didn’t move, not even once, but yours were moving in a million different directions, scanning his body. Blood was drenching his clothes, and his head was surrounded in a puddle of the crimson liquid, the puddle getting larger and larger with every second that passed. You grabbed his hand, holding it to your face.

“Joshua…please…no…you can’t leave…I love you so much…please no……”

Everything that happened this day went out the window. You realise that you…still loved Joshua. You really still loved him. Whatever happened, it’s forgotten. Your focus wasn’t getting to your friend’s house. Oh, no. Your focus was just wanting Joshua to stay alive. You wanted him here with you for the next…however many years you lived, no matter if he was able to walk or not. No matter if he couldn’t even move. You just wanted him there, with you. Now, it was fair play, either him winning and living, and him losing and dying. You were still by his side by the time the ambulance came, the two vans treating you. Of course, his ambulance was the first to leave, but you stayed at the scene, wishing you were with Joshua at this time. Your friend managed to get to you…but only when you were in the hospital, being treated for your wounds. She rushed into the ward you were in, hoping to find you. And there you were. Sitting in a wheelchair, with your foot propped up, and a bandage around your head. Your eyes and mind still had the look that you gave Joshua as you saw him on the road. Still full of shock, disbelief and grief. 

“Y/n! I’m so happy that you’re ok!! What happened?!”

Your friend was shaking, tears forming in her eyes too. The doctor that treated you came out of the double doors, walking up to you and your friend. You head, still hung low, as if you were still where he was, lying in the road, holding his hand.

“I’m afraid your friend and another person was involved in a car accident. Luckily, your friend was able to get out the way, but that can’t be said for the other person. Do you happen to know a mr. Hong Jisoo?”

Her face dropped, and your heart dropped to the floor. Now the tears were really rolling for your friend. The doctor sat her down, explaining in detail about what happened, while you just sat there.The tv played out the incident, too.

“News just in, Hong Jisoo, member of the ‘self-producing’ idol group Seventeen, has been involved in a car accident, on the corner of Paekche Institute of the Arts. No news has been retrieved of his current state, but there was another person injured in the accident. More on the story, as it goes along.”

Everything was going so slowly. Nothing was moving in front of you. No visible feet, just slowly moving blurs. Your eyes were still being flooded with tears, the lump in your throat making it incredibly hard to breathe. THis was so heartbreaking to hear, because…what about the fans? How would they be reacting right now? What would they do? You know what else is heartbreaking? The members. They knew he went out to see you, and they were probably in the dorms. You wondered what their reaction would be. You wondered…if they would be ok. Out of all of this, you just wanted Joshua to survive. You just wanted him to survive. You just wanted him to…survive. The ward became eerily quiet. Something struck you in your heart, but you weren’t sure of what happened. Everything was in slow motion; the two double doors, the same one that the doctor came out of, swung open, with multiple doctors coming out. Heads down low, hands in front, masks still on.

“Doctor…”

Bang. That last bullet, that would break you and your heart for good. This wasn’t the news you hoped for at all. You didn’t want this to happen at all. This wasn’t supposed to happen. At all. Just as the doctors came, your heart broke even more, seeing the other members come in through the front door, with different bodyguards protecting them from the paparazzi. Everything became silent again. Nobody spoke. Not even the doctors. Until one doctor came through. Everyone looked to the doctor, who also had tears in his eyes, clear his throat, looking to everyone in the room. 

“O-On behalf of my team…it is without our deepest regrets…that we announce that..Hong Jisoo..has passed away at 10:18 PM.”

10:18 PM. That’s the time that you saw multiple doctors break down, then get back to work. That’s the same time you saw 12 boys break down in tears. That’s the same time that your friend felt her heart broke for the first time. That’s the first time you felt your heart leave your body. You had no heart left. You felt heartless. That’s the time where the other half of you slipped away, and you couldn’t live as one anymore.

10:18 PM. 

me: i can’t be on this website on july 23rd
me, on july 23rd: remember how zayn harry liam louis and niall jumped into each other’s arms at 8:22 pm six years ago with nothing but love and gratefulness for each other in their hearts and had no idea of what was to come

Yogscast Musical
  • So, Ceranovis and I were talking... And this happened. Thought I'd share.
  • Ceranovis: mmm
  • Ceranovis: I'm just imagining a yogs musical
  • Ceranovis: I bet it'd look a lot like Grease for some reason
  • Sunshine Skittles: Sunshine Skittles laughs!
  • Sunshine Skittles: I don't think it would be so bad thought to be honest
  • Sunshine Skittles: You'd just have to be very careful with musical choices
  • Sunshine Skittles: I mean
  • Sunshine Skittles: People love diggy diggy hole
  • Sunshine Skittles: XD
  • Sunshine Skittles: Or How do I craft this again
  • Sunshine Skittles: Or modding api
  • Sunshine Skittles: :P
  • Ceranovis: It wouldn't HAVE to be bad. But. I just want it to be like on the same level of that one vid they did where Xephos was dressed as riker with a fake beard and all that
  • Ceranovis: Because yogscast
  • Sunshine Skittles: Sunshine Skittles snickers.
  • Ceranovis: Oh man, just imagine Rythian having like an over-dramatic solo
  • Ceranovis: Or Strife
  • Sunshine Skittles: Sunshine Skittles laughs!
  • Sunshine Skittles: (heart)
  • Ceranovis: They've both got such deep voices
  • Sunshine Skittles: Strife has an evil business man song
  • Ceranovis: asjhsioldfhs
  • Sunshine Skittles: But spends it planting flowers
  • Sunshine Skittles: and petting animals
  • Sunshine Skittles: :)
  • Sunshine Skittles: LOL
  • Sunshine Skittles: Kelsey said it would be like the villain in the muppets movie
  • Sunshine Skittles: tex richman
  • Ceranovis: hehe
  • Sunshine Skittles: I picture rythians being very brooding
  • Sunshine Skittles: But like...
  • Ceranovis: Rythian pulls out the smoke machiens and all
  • Sunshine Skittles: the sun keeps ruining the dark atmospher...
  • Sunshine Skittles: or a rainbow shows up behind him and he just cuts off mid song. "Oh come on!"
  • Ceranovis: Zoey is on the rainbow
  • Sunshine Skittles: (heart)
  • Sunshine Skittles: Brief flash/uber zoom to her and the nyan cat song
  • Ceranovis: lol
  • Sunshine Skittles: Parv has the true villain song
  • Sunshine Skittles: And its oddly sexy
  • Ceranovis: yeaaah
  • Sunshine Skittles: and makes you want to do horrible things
  • Sunshine Skittles: ...
  • Sunshine Skittles: And like there is a cut at the end staged just after the song of him and will in bed together... because will just couldn't stop himself
  • Ceranovis: sfnkldnzv
  • Ceranovis: PLEASE
  • Sunshine Skittles: Sunshine Skittles giggles.
  • Ceranovis: Evil seducer Parv is my favourite thing ok?
  • Sunshine Skittles: Oh yeah
  • Sunshine Skittles: Evil seducer parv
  • Sunshine Skittles: I always picture that parv coming out
  • Sunshine Skittles: only when he's high on blood magic
  • Ceranovis: mmm
  • Sunshine Skittles: And its dangerous and I love it
  • Sunshine Skittles: Lying sings a lullaby that somehow sounds absolutely terrifying
  • Ceranovis: Dangerous men with smooth words are the best kind of awful
  • Sunshine Skittles: Oh yes
  • Sunshine Skittles: Oh yes please
  • Sunshine Skittles: Kirin has a tiny song from before he changed his affinity "rain rain... go away..."
  • Ceranovis: daaaw
  • Sunshine Skittles: Sunshine Skittles giggles.
  • Sunshine Skittles: Honeydew, xephos, and lalna will be our "heros"
  • Ceranovis: 3 stooges, more like
  • Sunshine Skittles: Xephos has this big song about bravery or somethign and its just ruined by honeydew falling on him just at a big impressive part of something. Oh. Digging up from the ground under him.
  • Ceranovis: hehe
  • Sunshine Skittles: Lalna gets to be the opening number singing about science and all the good stuff it can do, but with some lyrics that make you tip your head and be like "did he just" because he mentioned something evil you could do with science, and at the end there is a "minor" explosion
  • Sunshine Skittles: I feel... Like this should be shared with the fandom...
  • Sunshine Skittles: Because its beautiful
  • Sunshine Skittles: Hat films: "Anything you can do I can do better"
  • Sunshine Skittles: Sips is singing about dirt and it turns strangely sexual near the end and you wonder how much he loves soil
  • Sunshine Skittles: Kirin has a reprise at the very end, like an after credits thing "I'm singing in the rain, just singing in the rain~"
  • Sunshine Skittles: Sjin sings the sad love sick song
  • Ceranovis: I love anything you can do. perfect.
  • Ceranovis: Sips sings about dirt and then Sjin joins in and it gets dirt-y
  • Sunshine Skittles: ^That
NoSleep: The Odd iMessage Conversation with my Bro

By Reddit user: Snikolail800 (x)

The other night I was IMessaging with my best bro. It was a normal conversation, or so I had thought. I found out a few day later the conversation was not at all what I had thought it had been. The conversation went like this.

Me 7:59 PM: Hey dude what’s up?

Jason 8:01 PM: Not much bro just watching TV.

Me 8:01 PM: Same dude. You wanna come over?

Jason 8:02 PM: Can’t. Home alone. You know the rules. I can’t have anyone over nor can I go anywhere.

Jason’s parents were very strict and had odd rules. If they wern’t home he couldn’t have anyone over which I could understand. But, I never understood why he couldn’t go to other people’s houses. Wouldn’t that be better than him being home alone. Jason and I were both Seventeen. I had my license as did all of our friends. Jake didn’t. It’s not that he didn’t pass the test… he didn’t even take it. He didn’t even take driver’s ed. His parents thought people in High School were too young and irresponsible to drive cars. Jason had a strict curfew of 8:00 on weekdays with a bedtime at 10. His curfew on weeknights was 9:30 even though he could stay up until whenever he wanted. His parents didn’t allow him to eat any junk food. No pizza. No burgers. They mostly ate healthy stews and casseroles. I’ve eaten over at his house a few times. It’s not that the food is bad it’s just overly healthy, which I didn’t think was possible.

Me 8:02 PM: Yeah I know. Stupid Rule.

Jason 8:03 PM: Tell me about it. I can’t wait for college so I can get out of this prison.

Me 8:03 PM: I Bet. We need to do something soon. We’ve barely hang out all summer.

Jason 8:05 PM: Yeah it’s cuz you’ve been with Jenna for most of it.

Me 8:06 PM: yeah…. I know and I’m sorry….

Jenna was my girlfriend. We had been dating for three months and it was just starting to becoming serious. Admittedly, I had been spending way too much time with her and started hanging out with my friends less and less. But, Jenna lived two houses down and Jason lived a block away. And with Jason’s parents so strict it was easier just to see Jenna. Jenna wasn’t a demanding girlfriend and encouraged me to hang out with my friends more but, as time went on I started to fall more and more in love with her and I wanted to spend more more time with her.

Jason 8:07 PM: No your not. It’s okay though bro. I know what its like to have a girlfriend. You and Jenna are a good couple. I get it.

Me 8:08 PM: Yeah but that whole Bros before Hoes thing. I feel like I’m breaking the bro code.

Jason 8:09 PM: The last time anyone followed the Bro code was in seventh grade. That thing was stupid anyway. It was written by some low life douchebag.

Me 8:10 PM: Haha. true. But still I feel bad.

Jaso 8:11 P.M: Bro… don’t. If It was me with the girl I would choose her over you. Sex vs. video games. Sex obviously wins.

Me 8:11 PM: We don’t have that much sex.

Jason 8:12 PM: sureee…. dude I see the look on your face in your snaps. You always look like you just got some.

Me 8:12 PM: If you say so.

Jason 8:14 PM: shit I heard a noise.

Me 8:14 PM: What kind of noise? It’s probably nothing dude.

Jason 8:16 PM: It was a loud bang noise from downstairs. I’m gonna go check it out. If you don’t hear from me…. I’m probably dead.

Me 8:16 PM: dude that’s not funny.

Jason 8:16 PM: I wasn’t trying to be.

Me 8:20 PM: very funny.

Jason 8:21 PM: No I’m serious… I hear them walking around downstairs…..

Me 8:21 P.M: dude stop fucking around. It’s not funny.

Jason 8:22 PM: No… Nik…. I’m serious….. I think someone’s in my house…… I’m going to go see.

Me 8:23 PM:Jason if someone was really in your house I wouldn’t go down stairs I would lock myself in my room.

Me 8:24 PM: If you’re going down to check it means you really don’t think someone is there and you’re just checking to make sure. Its probably nothing dude….

Me 8:27 PM: So did you check?

Me: 8:29 PM: Funny. You probably just went to take a shower and made shit up to get a laugh.

Me 8:54 PM: Okay…. Now you’re scaring me dude…. either that or you’re jacking off in the shower….

Me 8:59 PM: Jason….. I’m about to call the police….. stop scaring me….

I was half scared half going along with the joke. I knew Jason really well and he was one to pull a prank. But, something about this felt off. But I just shook it off. I was also somewhat busy making last minute plans to go over to Jenna’s. I finally got a reply from Jason.

Jason 9:05 PM: Duuuuuudddddeee I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you. I really did hear a noise. But, It was the dog…. Scared me to death…. Then I got hungry and made a pizza and totaly forget about you… sorry…

Me 9:06 PM: It’s okay. Glad it was nothing.

Jason 9:07 PM: Yeah but it kinda freaked me out…. You should come over and chill me. My parent’s are gonna be home til super late. You can spend the night. I know I sound like a pussy but…..

Me 9:08 PM: But What about you parent’s rule. No one can come over?

Jason 9:10 PM: Fuck the rule. I’ll just tell them I was bored and kinda spooked and needed you to come over. They’ll get over it.

Me 9:11 PM: I would if you said something sooner. I’m going over to Jenna’s.

Jason 9:13 PM: wow Okay. Ever heard of Bro’s before hoe’s. Whatever dude. have fun getting laid while I’m scared shitless.

Me 9:14 PM: Jason…. I’m sorry…. I’ll make it up to you. We’ll spend a whole week playing video games and chilling. Grow some balls and wait till your parents come home.

I should have known something was off. There was so many hints. But, I was so preoccupied with getting to Jenna’s as fast as I could. I kind of felt guilty the rest of the night.

I got the news the next afternoon. Jason’s parents came home to the front door being broken open. They called the police and the police found Jason dead on the living room floor. He had been stabbed. His time of death was 8:30. That means that someone else had been texting me after that. His killer. The clues were all there. “him” wanting me to come over despite his parent’s rule. Him saying Bro’s before Hoes even though he had called it stupid. I had been texting my best friends killer and I didn’t even know it.

I keep thinking of what would’ve happened if I did go over there. Because I almost did. I almost texted Jenna to tell her I couldn’t make it. I almost packed a backpack for the night. I almost drove over to his house. And If I had I probably would be dead right now. Its been almost two weeks. The killer is still at large. I think he’s still targeting me. I got a text from Jason today.

Jason 6:45 PM: We should chill sometime. Maybe I’ll drop by soon.

¿Qué si creo en el destino? Liam audicionó en el 2008 para The X Factor, Simon le dejo en claro que no estaba listo y que vuelva en 2 años, y así fue, el volvió a audicionar en el 2010 y recibió 3 si, por lo que quedaba en la competencia. Zayn se anotó en las audiciones del 2009 pero no se presentó, en el 2010 se volvió a anotar ya que su tio le insistía en que muestre al mundo su talento, estaba a punto de no presentarse pero su madre lo llevo prácticamente arrastrando, recibió 3 si, el seguía en la competencia. Harry tenía una banda llama White Eskimo, la cual abandonó para presentarse en TXF y poder seguir su carrera como solista, al audicionar recibió 3 si, también seguía en la competencia. Niall y Louis llegaron como 2 chicos persiguiendo sus sueños, Louis recibió 3 si y Niall 2 si, ambos seguían en la competencia. Llegó un momento de este reallity donde los 5 junto a otros participantes salían de la competencia. Sentían su alma vacía, un gran nudo en la garganta, sus lágrimas salían rebeldemente de sus ojos, fueron y dejaron todo lo que tenían sobre ese escenario para que los descalifiquen, era como si su sueño se hubiera destrozado. ¿Ese era el fin? ¿Se rendirían? No lo sé, pero algo sucedió. “Por favor, preséntense nuevamente sobre el escenario Harry Styles, Zayn Malik, Liam Payne, Louis Tomlinson y Niall Horan” los 5 se miraron entre si sin entender nada, estaban totalmente confundidos. Ellos volvieron y se formaron en una pequeña hilera. Sus corazones palpitaban rapido, los nervios los comían por completo, ¿Qué pasaría? “Nosotros creemos que tienen mucho más por dar” ellos se volvieron a mirar entre si algo perdidos “nos parecería bien que ustedes puedan formar una banda”. Automáticamente los ojos de los 5 se volvieron del tamaño de platos, una gran sonrisa se dibujó en cada uno, la emoción los tapaba. Ellos se abrazaron como si se conociesen hace años, como si fueran amigos de toda la vida, pero no. Ellos eran 5 chicos que se desconocían por completo, que fueron a un mismo lugar en todo el mundo a cumplir un mismo sueño, conseguir una carrera como solista. Este sería un nuevo comienzo, eran como hermanos, de hecho… eran hermanos. Aquel 23 de Julio del 2010 a las 8:22 pm se formaron como banda. Era el comienzo de una nueva vida, un nuevo sueño, giras, viajes, tours, presentaciones y sobre todo, cambiar las vidas de millones de personas. Pero… para eso debían ganar, ¿verdad? Luego de un duro trabajo durante semanas, llego el día que se definiría quien ganaría este reallity. Estaban los cinco abrazados junto a Simon, esperando que saliera de aquel primer sobre cuando de repente el presentador anuncia que en el 4to puesto había quedado Cher Lloyd, ellos aplaudieron y sintieron un gran alivio recorrer su cuerpo sabiendo que aún había posibilidades de que ganen. El segundo sobre estaba en mano, ¿Quién está en el 3er puesto? Aquel presentador saco un papel de aquel sobre con un nombre ahí. Sus sueños se echaron abajo nuevamente al escuchar que ellos habían quedado en el 3er puesto y no habían ganado. Pero obviamente festejaron. Simon dejo en claro aquella noche “Este es solo el comienzo para estos chicos”, ellos sabían que no era el fin, que sus sueños… más bien, SU sueño aún seguía en pie. Ellos firmaron en una discográfica para comenzar a sacar canciones y su disco. A lo largo de estos 4 años ellos lograron 3 discos, 2 dvds, 4 libros, docenas de premios, rompieron cantidades de records, tan solo en 4 años lograron ser reconocidos mundialmente, soportaron críticas, insultos, rumores falsos, que Modest! los explote trabajando más de la cuenta, encubriendo cosas que a ellos les duele, pero sin embargo lo hacen porque saben que a ellos eso les hace feliz. Seguramente pensarás “es por el dinero”, ellos ya tienen prácticamente de sobra, solo están cumpliendo su sueño. A mi me cambiaron la vida en un giro de 180°, no volví a ser la misma después de conocerlos. Tal vez cambie para bien, para otros cambie para mal, en si… cambie por un motivo, y ese motivo me hacia feliz. Estos 5 chicos han estado conmigo en momentos que ningún otro amigo estuvo, claro que no estuvieron físicamente, pero estuvieron ahí con sus canciones que me traían paz cada vez que las escuchaba. Si lloraba, simplemente me la pasaba mirando videos de ellos, no importa que clase de video, si de risa, si un video diario, si un concierto, una entrega de premios, lo que sea referido a ellos me hacía completamente feliz y me olvidaba de todo aquel que me rodeaba. Puede que este fanatismo tenga sus cosas malas, pero no importa, no tiene sentido mirar lo malo de cada cosa cuando hay cosas buenas. Gracias a ustedes he hecho cantidad de amistades hermosas. Solo me queda decirles gracias a estos chicos por estos cuatro años, desgraciadamente no tuve el gusto de conocerlos durante las épocas de The X Factor, los conocí cuando apenas habían sacado su primer single What Makes You Beautiful. Claramente no estuve desde el principio, pero planeo quedarme y apoyarlos hasta el final. No estoy diciendo que voy a tener mis posters pegados en mi pared hasta que me case, ni me voy a pasar stalkeandolos en twitter cuando en realidad debería cuidar a mis hijos, no siempre voy a tener esta obsesión que tengo con ellos, no siempre voy a poseer la “One Direction Infection”, pero voy a estar apoyándolos siempre, en las buenas y en las malas. La 1DFamily hay que admitir que no es lo mismo, pero muchos nos mantenemos de pie solo por ellos, porque estamos acá por ellos, y ellos están ahí para nosotros. A lo largo de estos cuatro años han sacados más sonrisas que cualquier humorista, han evitado más suicidios que cualquier otro terapeuta, y han sacado millones de lágrimas que por supuesto... son de alegría. No tengo palabras para agradecerles por todo. SIMPLEMENTE GRACIAS POR ESTOS CUATRO MARAVILLOSOS AÑOS. Y VAMOS POR MÁS!